The dungeon came, and I became the Archon of the Demon King

Chapter 117 #116 Young people are outrageous
Chen En communicated with Death Sign and initially figured out what happened.

Although the great magic is driven by the omen of death, it mainly depends on Chen En. Once Chen En dies, the great magic will naturally dissipate.As an auxiliary staff member, Death Omen can't take care of himself, so he has to quit.

More importantly -

After failing in the great magic, the Demon King City will reject Chen En and the omen of death.Death Omen has no place to live, so he can only follow Chen En to Fenglai Town.

After listening to Chen En's description, Death Sign shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be... I haven't heard that there are reminders and options, let alone that there are people who can see your reminders. It can't be your illusion, right?"

Chen En is very honest: "Impossible. If there is no option, I can't resurrect you at all."

"This... great magic is a miraculous art jointly constructed by Master Qiangwei and Lilia. It has a cleverness that a reckless man like me can't understand, and it is also reasonable."

Death Sign thought about it, but couldn't figure it out.

But he is not good at magic himself, so forget it if he can't figure it out.

He looked at the street scene and said, "I am now out of the sequence of life and death, and I have been resurrected at the current time. I can freely enter and exit the Demon King's City, but the place where I appear must be by your side—Chen En, you are the anchor point. Link to the Demon King An anchor for the city and your world."

Chen En glanced at him twice: "Oh."

The sign of death said again: "I know what you are worried about, don't worry. In this world, what you say is what you say, and I will never act without authorization-I will not cause you trouble, and I will not let you make a choice."

Oh!

Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy. Wouldn't it be nice to say that earlier?

Chen Enxi smiled and asked, "Is there a problem with your identity? After all, you are from hundreds of years ago. What if someone checks your ID?"

The sign of death glanced at him: "This is a problem you should solve for me. I am not from your world, how do I know if there is a problem?"

Ok……

Chen En had just entered the gray screen, his eyes were darkened and he didn't understand anything.

It's very difficult to get an identity in Dihua City. Without an ID card, you can't move. Chen En doesn't have the energy to stuff a brand new household registration file into the networked database.

In the gray screen...

How did the people in the gray screen count the population and confirm their identities?

Chen En frowned and remained silent.

Seeing him like this, Death Sign knew that there was nothing he could do. He suggested, "How about... let's go around? Maybe I can do it. After all, I have a wealth of experience, even though it was hundreds of years ago."

"……also."

The two walked down the alley.

Along the way, Death Sign showed great curiosity. He looked around with his golden one-eyed, and suddenly reached out to touch the alley wall beside him, and said, "What material is this? It feels very strong."

Chen En simply replied: "Cement."

"Cement? A strange name. It's neither strong nor strong, and it doesn't match the characteristics of this material." Death Sign retracted his arm, "Your naming skills need to be improved."

is it?

Chen En thinks it is very appropriate, after all, cement is really like mud, and it will become firm after adding water.

The two walked out of the alley, and a jeep was speeding past in front of them!

Death Omen held the iron stick in his hand, danced twice, then looked at the taillights of the jeep, and said, "What is this? It's not slow."

"car."

"Car? A monster I've never heard of. It seems to be tamed by you. It's interesting."

"..."

Okay.

Grandma Liu has entered the Grand View Garden.

Death Sign sniffled, smelling the smell of gasoline in the air: "The smell on the car is very unique, I like this scent—Chen En, do you have a car?"

Chen En shook his head: "No, and there is no need. Lingma is easier to use than a car."

"You can never have too many mounts. With a spirit horse, you can also own a car."

The two stood on the street for a while, and the omen of death kept looking at the world.

He claimed to have a wealth of experience, but after seeing this novel, strange, and completely different town from his memory, he found that his experience was useless.

At a glance, most of the things are things that you don't know, don't know, and don't understand what they do, and no one can speak loudly.

With a smile on the corner of Death Omen's mouth, he silently enjoyed the freshness of this moment.

Chen En took out the adventurer's certificate and said to the omen of death: "It seems that the identity is determined by this thing in the gray screen, let's go to the Adventurer's Association to see?"

"..."

Death Omen looked at Chen En with the eyes of a monster.

Chen En tilted his head: "Why do you look at me like that?"

"Can formal channels work? I am a character hundreds of years ago, and I have worked for a devil for so long. What if others want to check my resume?"

"Well... what should I do then? May I ask someone?"

"Forget it, come with me."

The sign of death took the lead, and led Chen En further and further away. He looked around, and soon found a dark alley, and knocked on the back door of a residential house for no reason.

thump.

dong dong dong.

thump.

One short one long one short knock.

Chen En stood behind with his chest folded, silently observing.

There was no movement behind the door.

The sign of death is not in a hurry, he knocked again according to the rule, and then said: "This is a code that has been passed down for a long time, and I think it should be effective."

Chen En asked, "Why is it effective?"

Omen of Death pointed to a dim and strange rose flower on the door panel, and said, "Because of this mark. This is a mark that has been passed down for a long time."

"Who?"

The next moment, a voice sounded from inside the door.

Death Sign said: "I need an identity. Death Sign, level 30, resuscitator, ordinary resume."

"Eight thousand."

There was a sound from inside the door.

The sign of death gave him a wink, and Chen En stepped forward knowingly. He took out his mobile phone and said, "Scanning the QR code... probably won't work, right? I'm going to get cash now."

"I'll give you a quarter of an hour at most."

There was another sound from inside the door.

Death Sign followed Chen En to the ATM machine, seeing the box in front of him spit out eighty red banknotes, his eyes were full of surprise.

He pointed to the machine and said, "I don't understand."

Chen En said calmly, "You get used to it first, and then I'll get you a modern history book to learn about the current world."

"..."

Ok.

The omen of death just looked but did not say, and followed Chen En back to the back door of the residence.

The 8000 yuan was handed out through the door opening, and a moment later, an adventurer's certificate was handed over through the door opening, and Death Omen reached out to take it.

Chen En stretched his neck and found that the ID in Death Sign's hand was exactly the same as his: "Is that enough?"

Death Sign looked back and forth at the documents in his hand, shook his head, and sighed: "Young people nowadays are getting worse and worse."

"?"

Chen En tilted his head in perplexity, but saw the omen of death, raising the stick in his hand and knocking——

"Oh!"

The door panel flew!

"who!"

"Fuck you! How dare you smash the doors of the Double Swords Club? Tired of work, aren't you?"

Three or two big men shouted loudly in the yard, and more people appeared from the room, rushing aggressively in front of Chen En and Death Sign.

Take a peek at the first one—

A young man and a smelly old man.

Ah!
He spit "bah" and cursed: "If I don't give Lao Tzu an explanation today, you guys—"

The staff drew horizontally, and the whip hit him on the mouth.

The movement of the omen of death was so fast that even Chen En didn't see it clearly!

His golden one-eyed showed disdain, and he sneered: "Doing business is so dishonest, you are worthy of painting roses on the door panel? Today's young people are not as good as each generation."

(End of this chapter)