Chapter 371 No Conspiracy

The men on the other side ate very quickly, but the women ate much more slowly, even chewing a bit slowly.

This is understandable. Women, as long as they are not foodies, will always pay attention to their image. When I think of the three of them in my family, once they encounter delicious food, they will gobble it up regardless of the attention of others. The last meatball started the chopstick war.

When I think about this, I feel like crying.

The middle-aged captain swallowed the last food in his mouth, then slowly came over, stopped and sat down just one step away from me.

I looked at him slightly warily.

He smiled at me and said, "I see you are fighting monsters alone. Are you a wandering adventurer?"

I shook my head: "No."

"Oh?" He smiled and asked, "What's the name of your guild?"

I remained silent for a while and said calmly: "No comment."

The middle-aged captain rubbed his nose in embarrassment, smiled, and said: "Don't get me wrong, I have no other intention. I just want to see you and I get along, little brother, and want to make friends. More friends means more paths."

"Thank you, I already have a lot of friends."

I flatly refused.

The atmosphere was awkward again.

I just met them by chance, and there is no way we have any interactions at all. Besides, making friends depends on fate. If just having a meal together is considered fate, then my friends would have been all over the Zephyr Continent.

My eyes wandered around the middle-aged captain's team, observing everyone's behavior, movements and eyes, and trying to guess the relationship and thoughts between everyone.

This is my favorite thing to do when I'm bored.

At this moment, a female adventurer's eyes widened, she stretched out her finger and pointed in my direction. The food in her mouth fell to the ground. She screamed: "There is an enemy attack, an enemy attack!"

I was still sitting on the ground calmly, unmoved by her behavior. In fact, I had already heard the movement from behind, the rustling sound like vibrating gravel. This sound was a precursor to a sneak attack by the ghost-faced spider, and it also meant that The distance between them and me is less than three meters.

Most of the ghost-faced spiders that can appear in the tunnel are just ordinary ghost-faced spiders. As long as there is a little murderous intention, it is enough to destroy them with bare hands, without even using a knife.

The reason why I didn't do this was to see the overall quality and strength of this team.

Speaking of quality, it means that when I see the Ghost-Faced Spider in action, I will be alerted immediately, just like the woman who pointed at the Ghost-Faced Spider and shouted an enemy attack.

As for strength, I want to see how many people actually notice the Ghost-Faced Spider behind them. No matter how deep they hide it, they can never hide the slightly strange look in their eyes after seeing the Ghost-Faced Spider.

From the moment the Ghost-Faced Spider appeared until the woman screamed, a total of four people discovered the existence of the Ghost-Faced Spider. In the end, only one woman issued a reminder, which shows the average strength and average strength of this team of more than a dozen people. How low is the quality?

Shaking my head slightly, I didn't even look back. I drew my sword like light and passed by in a flash. The ghost-faced spider behind me didn't even make a scream, but turned into two halves. It fell to the ground and turned into a burst of blackness. cigarette.

Being able to cut into two parts without looking at it doesn't mean I'm any good, it just means that I have a deep understanding of the Ghost-Faced Spider.

When I got home, I took out the Adventurer's Manual and studied it carefully.

Starting from the first page of the 19th floor, I read it until the last page, more than 20 pages of content, read through it fourteen or five times. In the end, as long as I close my eyes, the content is like a planet orbiting the sun. Circle around me.

The ghost-faced spider's habits, characteristics, attack style, etc. are already familiar to him.

At this point, the entire Adventurer's Handbook has been read through.

It's just the content on the last page that really concerns me. There are only a few lines: There are giant ghost-faced spiders in the deepest caves. Be cautious, cautious, and more cautious.

Three cautions appear in a row. This is a phenomenon that has never appeared in the entire book. If it were me before, I might still question the content of this book. However, after seeing the giant ghost-faced spider, I can completely To understand the author's mood at that time, before their strength reaches absolute strength, their existence is simply of a desperate nature.

Uh, that's getting off topic.

Let’s also say that the team in front of us, including the middle-aged captain, is either not strong enough or of low quality. It is the type of team that is impossible to be associated with.

After cutting off the ghost-faced spider behind me, I retracted the knife and continued to observe the people in the team lightly.

The woman who reminded me before was startled by my thunderous move, and all the food in her hand fell to the ground. She looked down at the food that was stained with dust, and sighed with regret.

The other team members had no intention of eating anymore, but hurriedly put away the food and made preparations for the battle.

When I saw that the last person had put away the food, I slowly stood up, patted the dust on my body, and turned around to leave.

Behind him, the middle-aged captain's voice sounded: "Please, please stay!"

I stopped and turned around: "Is there anything else?"

This time, his expression was very solemn: "This master, can you please come with us?"

I shook my head: "Everyone should go his own way. You can't go where I want to go. Even if you go there reluctantly, you may not be able to come out alive."

After that, I left directly without caring about the feelings of the team behind me.

This is the gap between the strong and the weak. It’s only what I think or don’t want. There is no room for you to interfere. If you want to forcefully interfere, you can. It depends on my mood. If I am in a good mood, I may treat you as an ant. If I am in a bad mood, I will treat you like an ant. Okay, it will kill you instantly like crushing an ant.

The world of the weak and the strong is that simple!

I know that with the casual blow just now, no matter how harsh my words are, they will not do anything to me behind my back. The reason is very simple. With a team like theirs, even if there is another team, it will not be enough for me to warm up. of.

To fight, we need a team like Harold!

However, for now, what interests me is the giant ghost-faced spiders dormant in the deepest cave on the 19th floor.

If I could improve my strength enough to kill them, I would feel very accomplished!

I just don’t know when I will be strong enough to compete with the fire-breathing nine-headed dragon in the gap.

I am referring to the pair of small red eyes like a lantern. I must be referring to its head. A lantern half the size of its body can only be called small eyes, and the blood basin that is enough to spit out the saliva of molten iron. Big mouth, and that huge body that is so huge that it makes people despair.