Chapter 267 Storm Bay! Your Master Is Back!

In a primeval forest near Storm Bay, the young adventurers who were responsible for planting fluorescent mushrooms were working, but suddenly felt the ground shaking a little.

Recalling the riot in the Xen'drik biosphere caused by a mountain mutation some time ago, these young people immediately became alert.

"Stay away from the woods! Something seems to be approaching!"

Throwing away the mushroom spores and other things in their hands, these adventurers quickly picked up their weapons and left the forest.

But the movement in the forest was getting louder and louder, and the clear vibrations indicated that the things inside were following them and walking out of the forest.

"Get up the tree! Get up the tree quickly!"

Feeling the increasingly obvious vibrations, an adventurer who knew that he and others could not outrun the other party hurriedly shouted to his companions beside him.

Climbing up the surrounding trees in a hurry, the young adventurers held their breath and tried to wait until those unknown things left.

But soon, they saw the culprit who caused the ground shaking.

It was a team composed entirely of constructs.

The metal body is full of industrial and mechanical beauty, and the surface is shining with silver.

These spider-like constructs are moving forward in a special formation, and behind them, a strange rectangular vehicle is moving slowly.

The trees in this forest are quite tall. Because of the canopy, shrubs and various herbs can hardly get enough sunlight, and the saplings that take root here later usually cannot survive.

This results in a large gap between the trees in the forest, and the strange vehicle is driving between the trees without any hindrance.

These strange things are moving very fast. Before these young adventurers realize anything, they have passed the trees where they are and left for a farther place.

After they left, a young adventurer murmured: "This scale of construct army, could it be that the new owner of Storm Bay has returned?"

However, the constructs that were moving away did not answer his question, but continued to move forward.

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Storm Bay, north of Xen'drik.

As the sun sets, Storm Bay ushered in its afternoon.

Workers who had just finished work and adventurers who had returned walked towards various restaurants with their respective companions, talking and laughing, discussing information about the latest round of auditions.

Some people argued over different actors, while others focused on the waitresses in the restaurant with a somewhat waving smile on their faces.

However, at this moment, a shrill alarm suddenly sounded over Storm Bay.

Those who had just come to this city to make a living walked out of the building at a loss, trying to understand the source of the alarm.

But the adventurers who had experienced it once rushed into the landmark building closest to them as if they were facing a great enemy, and organized their companions to build defenses in an orderly manner.

Soon, they saw the reason for the alarm.

It was a team of nearly two hundred constructs, and a strangely shaped rectangular metal was at the front of the team.

Faintly, people could still hear the shouts of the driver inside.

"Hurry up and have someone turn off the alarm! Damn it, didn't you set up a lookout to check the situation around Storm Bay?"

Before the adventurers could tell whether this was a friend or foe, a familiar figure had already quickly run to the front of the constructs.

That was Kasha, the cousin of Miss Joanna, the acting mayor of Storm Bay.

"Mr. Carl! It's really you, you're back!"

After confirming that it was really Carl, Kasha turned around and waved to somewhere in the distance.

The clerk of the city hall who was observing this side immediately asked someone to turn off the alarm, and a misunderstanding was resolved.

"Looking at your situation, I should be the first to arrive at Storm Bay. Really, your response is too..."

Getting off the truck, Carl looked at the surface that had been completely renewed and nodded with satisfaction.

But when he thought that these people were so careless in prevention that he had driven the construct to the center of the town before someone came to confirm, he felt a little depressed.

Before Carl finished speaking, he suddenly felt a surge of arcane energy appearing around him.

At the same time, a figure quickly appeared nearby.

"Nia? When did you come?"

Looking at the figure flying over, Carl opened his hands blankly and asked with a little guilt.

Throwing himself into Carl's arms, Nia sobbed softly, then raised her head and looked behind Carl with an indignant look.

At this time, the hatch of the construct had been opened, and the group of drow and fire elementals following Carl were walking out of the construct, looking around with curiosity.

Looking at them, Nia raised her eyebrows slightly, and the tone of her mouth immediately became a little strange.

"I had a nightmare that you opened a harem of drow in Xen'drik, and then you were sucked dry by those drow! So I brought Lisanna and Mitress here!"

Hearing his girlfriend's words, Carl turned his head away awkwardly, and then explained:

"These are the drow I rescued after falling into the Underdark. They are not from the Rose Cult and have not been tainted by those bad problems.

Hey, wait, Mitress... this name?"

Halfway through his words, Carl suddenly realized that Nia had said a name that made him a little concerned.

As he asked, Nia, who had her hands around his neck, realized that she had let slip.

But with Mitrice's current reputation, she felt that it was only a matter of time before this matter was exposed.

"Ahem, No. 18 is Mitrice. Teacher Mooreban saved her in the storm and used her to study the power of the Death Dragon Mark. Later..."

Carefully raising her head, Nia expected to see Karl's unhappy expression, but she didn't expect that Karl was just thinking about something there.

After a long while, when Hope and Shadow got out of the truck and reunited with Nia, Karl said after careful consideration:

"That woman, I always feel that she is a bit unclear. If you think you can get along with her, then continue to get along with her as you have in the past."

"Aren't you angry? She almost killed you!"

Nia was a little surprised to see Karl so "big-bellied".

"Tsk, isn't this what happened in Storm Bay? There are no eternal enemies. As long as everyone has the same interests and does not touch the bottom line, many things can be discussed.

Although she almost killed me, she actually didn't cause any real harm to me. "

Just as he finished speaking, a figure quickly approached from a distance.

"Brother Carl! You're back! Please save me! Mitrice asked me to design a game for her bar, and she almost drove me crazy!"

On the street covered by the setting sun, a girl with a hint of crying walked towards her at a sprint speed of 100 meters with two long legs.

Karl knew without looking that this must be Lisanna.

However, the content of the other party's words made Karl a little concerned. What did she call her bar? What's it like to design a game?