After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 124 old acquaintance

The spirit boat landed some distance away from the city.

Wu Yi paid the entry fee for one high-grade spirit stone each, and the group passed through the gate of Disorder City, attracting the attention of many people.

Those eyes that fell behind seemed not to know how to conceal their purpose, and they almost said that the fat was coming to the bowl.

Dean Zhao arrived in Disorder City first, and rented half an inn on the street near the entrance of the underground city. The inn has seven floors, and they occupy three floors exclusively.

There are still not enough rooms in the inn, and two or three people have to live in one room.

The place is a bit more spacious, and a separate place has been built for a bath.

There is no shortage of spirit stones in Beixuan Lingyuan, nor is it stingy on the accommodation. It is not because there are not enough spirit stones to rent the entire inn, but simply because Director Zhao is not strong enough alone. Such a ostentatious move is really easy to arouse hatred.

Hearing the innkeeper's persuasion, he only booked three floors.

Song Jingmo changed into dark blue clothes and tied his hair up high.

Facing the mirror, he took a closer look at the strange yet familiar facial features in the mirror.

It was clearly the same as before, the same person and the same face, she felt strange when she looked at it.

Someone outside knocked on the door and called to gather. Song Jingmo put the mirror on the table, took out the mask and fitted it carefully.

Wu Yi reminded that it is best to wear a mask when going to the dungeon to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Masks are required to be worn in the morning and evening, and it just so happens that she has saved some masks, which can come in handy.

Song Jingmo chose a silver metal mask, and under the metal mask was another mask that was almost as real as human skin.

Unexpectedly, he put on the golden mask casually, and turned to look at her. The golden eyes were brighter than real gold.

During the two days on the spirit boat, Wu Yi explained the rules of the dungeon three times, and Song Jingmo remembered clearly what he could and couldn't do.

The people at the inn only knew that they were from the North Profound Spiritual Academy, and they didn't know what they were doing in Disorder City or how long they would stay.

Seeing these guests leaving the inn one after another, the shopkeeper just raised his eyelids, then calmly withdrew his eyes and continued to fiddle with the abacus.

Their inn is well maintained, and the Lingshi cost for the most common room is enough to empty out a little Lingxiu with no family background.

There are not many big customers in Discord City, and even less are willing to spend this "wrong money" to stay in their inn.

It's rare to come here who is not short of money, and the shopkeeper has spent a lot of effort just to calculate the spirit stones that these people spend living in the inn in the past two days.

One was distracted, and the number he wrote down was forgotten again.

The shopkeeper calmly shook his abacus and started the calculation from the beginning.

The waiter in the shop shook his head helplessly when he heard the voice of the abacus beads.

That is to say, the people above don't value the income of the inn, otherwise the shopkeeper's arithmetic level has long been replaced by others.

However, I heard that the owner of the firm is coming to Discord City in the next few days, does the shopkeeper really plan to make some preparations?

"What are you looking at? Go on your way!" The shopkeeper raised his eyes and glanced at the waiter, forgetting his calculation progress again, thinking of the owner who sent a message saying that he would arrive in Disorder City in two days, he didn't think about recalculating.

"Clean the upstairs room well, replace what needs to be changed, and ask the back kitchen to buy some good ingredients."

The waiter in the shop got the order and complied. After finishing everything, he went back to the lobby to watch the shopkeeper dial the abacus repeatedly.

Song Jingmo followed the team into the dungeon.

It is not accurate to say that it is a dungeon.

The above ground part of the dungeon is a huge auction house, built like a gorgeous palace.

Wu Yi and Dean Zhao led the team and handed a token to the person at the side door of the auction house, and the person stepped aside to let them in.

There was no verbal communication throughout the whole process, and Song Jingmo couldn't feel any emotional fluctuations.

Walking through the side door, a long passage appeared in front of you.

A thick carpet was laid on the floor of the passageway, the carpet was dark red, and no sound could be made by stepping on it.

Lingshi lamps are placed on the walls on both sides to provide lighting.

A group of people walked quietly through this passage to a small hall.

In the small hall, a man dressed formally and wearing a mask covering half of his face naturally came to chat with Wu Yi.

"Do you need me to lead the way?" After a brief exchange, Song Jingmo knew that men like this are the most common staff in the dungeon, responsible for guiding guests who come to the dungeon for the first time, and taking them to the dungeon after understanding their needs different regions.

Wu Yi glanced at the students behind him who didn't know what he was afraid of, and all the students exuding faint excitement, nodded dispensably, and handed the man a Lingshi card.

"Ten people are needed, take them to gain knowledge." After Wu Yi finished speaking, he lifted his feet and walked in another direction.

Dean Zhao tasted Wu Yi's meaning, explained something to the students, and then followed.

He is old, so there is no need to increase his knowledge.

In order to avoid seeing the students' unfavorable reactions to some bloody scenes, Dean Zhao resolutely chose to let go.

The previous man called his colleagues over, called others to change shifts, and led this group of young people who looked jerky and hadn't seen the world to the most lively area of ​​the dungeon—the underground ring.

Walking down the long steps, the man pushed open the door of the underground arena area, and the noisy sound from inside swept out of the door overwhelmingly.

Some people didn't get used to it and covered their ears. Song Jingmo blocked most of the sound with spiritual power, and followed behind into this chaotic area with a normal expression.

The underground arena is indeed the busiest place in the dungeon, and it is also the biggest source of spirit stones in the dungeon.

Large and small arenas are distributed around, and the central big arena is surrounded by extremely high stands. They can't see clearly from the entrance, and can only hear shouts and curses from the central area.

There are all kinds of sounds.

Emotions are magnified in such an environment.

The ten teams separated according to Wu Yi's intention. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and they didn't feel too scared when they saw such a place.

The original staff stayed behind. He looked at these young people with gentle eyes, and asked, "What do you guys want to do? Do you want to take a look around, or choose a ring to watch the game, or go to the ring?" Want to try your hand at it?"

Chi Zhishu immediately became alert.

"Let's take a casual look first, and I would like you to introduce it to us." Sang Zhixia spoke first.

The man nodded and led them around the underground arena, explaining the betting rules along the way.

Someone in the crowd stumbled out and bumped into Chi Zhishu.

Chi Zhishu helped the man up, but the man's body was shaking all the time.

"Help me, help me—"

The underground arena was dimly lit except for the arena, and not many people noticed the movement here.

Chi Zhishu, who didn't know how to deal with this matter, was a little embarrassed. Song Jingmo felt that the voice sounded familiar, stared at the person for a while, and asked the staff for a box.

The light in the box was bright, and Song Jingmo could see the man's face clearly.

She really knew this person.

Songjiazhuang, Liu Qiaoer.

(End of this chapter)