Gamers of the Underworld

On the huge furnace, on the platform of the platform for people to walk, Simba is taking his apprentices and explaining how to use the entire melting pot.

Behind them, there are hundreds of goblin Goblin kobolds with green heads behind them.

“This is the feed port. All the metal materials need to go in from here. After melting into a metal solution, they enter the console from the front channels. Below is the console. Some basic molds can be placed, except for these differences. It’s almost the same as what I taught you, right, and one thing, the fire of the melting pot will never be extinguished!”

Simba’s voice echoed throughout the industrial area.

Under the industrial area, Arthur, wearing black armor, is carrying a piece of material. After the completion of the melting pot in the industrial area, in addition to the blacksmith shop, the carpenter's house, and other projects such as the magic energy project area. In addition to coming in, there are some materials that can be used in these life professions.

Specialized warehouses are opened in the industrial area to store these materials, and players naturally act as porters.

Even the top local players like Arthur, these daily tasks must be done.

"Arthur."

A goblin carrying a longbow longbow walked over to Arthur, with the words "Sylvanas" on his head:

"How long have you been doing this task after you have finished this task? Do you want me to help?"

"No, you are not cutting trees?" Arthur put the materials in his hand in the warehouse and looked at Sylvanas.

"After cutting a few trees, I can't cut it. It's too much brains. I'm not a hemp ropeman. I am making a title for fun." Sylvanas mentioned the hemp rope, and then said with resentment:

"This broken game, what is the paladin profession, it is too abnormal, it affects the balance, and the hemp ropes work is nothing, just rely on the strength of the problem, the whole service is the first, even you can not beat He is too much."

Sylvanas is complaining that a kobold is coming from behind, with a few words on the top of the head:

"It’s just a few minutes, and a game like "Dungeon City" that is so positive and full of positive energy is a understandable thing by learning to gain powerful power."

"Served, other games are all powerful, and this game can make people strong."

Sylvanas rolled his eyes, and Arthur had already completed the task after he had finished the materials. After he had handed over all the tasks, he said to He Wo and Sylvanas:

"Let's go, brush the copy."

"I am going to call Meichuan Coot and chest hair!"

Hehe turned his head and was ready to call people, but Arthur shouted at him:

"The chest hair doesn't have to be shouted. He has a new store opening at home today. He is going to cut the ribbon and I am looking for someone else."

"Who?" Sylvanas was alert at once.

"Catch the root treasure."

............

Moros is also working very hard today.

There have been many great things happening in the eternal kingdom dungeon. Unconsciously, the green skins of those who always claim to be "the sons of the savior of the world of the warriors" seem to have really saved from the hands of the ancient gods. The winter city.

This matter was also heard by Moros later. Originally, he was suspicious of the letter. The strict defense of the Winter City can be captured by the ancient gods. It is undeniable that these green skins with resurrection ability are very powerful, but the winter city was captured, Moros still did not believe.

Later, he received a letter from his wife, only to know that these green skin and magic power engineer Yoda is not blowing cowhide.

Because of the damage to the portal, he couldn't immediately go back to visit his wife. Sherlock was very generous and said that he would use the airship to send him back to visit his family, but Moros refused on the spot and said that he had to work, for the summer. Locke is loyal and responsible!

This was not sent home.

However, when Moros was feeling that his disciples had become the great heroes to save the winter city, when he went back, he should hear the chat conversations of several green skins being trained. .

"I saw it on the bulletin board, I am going to come in a new trainer!"

"Where, add a new npc?"

"Yeah, it seems to be responsible for a higher level of combat trainer."

Higher level? Moros picked an eyebrow and it seems that Sherlock’s adult has underestimated my ability.

"All staff rest."

Moros said to the players in front of him, then went in the direction of the Lord's Hall.

When Moros came to the Lord's Hall, it was already for a group of people, looking at the bulletin board outside the Lord's Hall.

When everyone saw Moros coming, they all let the position open. This kind of respect made Moros very happy. He saw the bulletin board saying:

[Welcome to Mr. Lin Dongcheng [Black Hand] as a senior trainer in the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon]

"[Black Hand] Mr.: The master of posture fighting from Lindongcheng, who is good at fencing, free fighting, magic, shield and other dozens of combat skills, has won the title of the most terrible creature in the winter city, one of the three demons of the winter city Because in a street fight, the bite of dozens of people's calves was alive, and even a demon has a shadow of a lifetime, and it is because of this that he spent his ordinary life in the Winter City Prison.

The above is from Mr. [Black Hand] self-report.

Let us warmly welcome Mr. [Black Hand] with the hottest enthusiasm and the most full spirit! ”

Moros read all the content, his face showed a "but so" expression, but the heart thought about how the name of this black hand is so familiar.

But these things Moros has no problem, this guy called the black hand has already affected the status of Moros, Moros decided to fight for himself.

He went to the door of the lord's hall, knocked on the door, and there was a sound of walking around. Then the door opened and it was the door opened by the dog.

"Ah, not the trainer you said, Moros, is Moros a black hand?"

There was glasses on the nose, a black briefcase in his hand, and a dog dressed up by a secretary looked back at Sherlock.

The dog egg got to the side and Moros walked in.

Sherlock saw that Moros was not surprised. He sat behind the boss's table and looked at Moros, and Moros asked after he came in:

"Sherlock Master..."

"Don't ask, I know what you want to ask." But Arthur has stopped Moros, who is going to talk, and continues:

"[Black Hand] is a high-level combat trainer that I hired heavily. He is only in our dungeon for a short time, responsible for some assault teachings. And Moros, you are my very top-level combat trainer, you are Long time responsible for the battle teaching in the dungeon, the level of both of you is definitely not the same."

Sherlock said, taking out a nest of licorice piled up under the table, a small yellow-skinned duck and a lot of jokes:

"Look, the new [black hand] I will have prepared these things for him, but you are different, Moros, don't think about going back to work, the eternal kingdom dungeon, you will always need you."

Moros shouted five words, and then he was stunned by Sherlock. The worry was nothing but a push out of Sherlock.

Only Moros had just opened the door and saw a big white goose coming over. There was a player on the side who wanted to get close, but the big white goose used the thunder and the mouth was stretched, and even the mouth could be seen. Afterimage, after the afterimage, the player fell on his back and fell to the ground.

The big white goose left and swayed toward Moros. His eyes were sharp. Just to see the mouth of the big white goose, Moros had already felt the fear from the depths of his soul. He shivered and let it go. .

And his memory is deep, and finally it is remembered, the origin of this [black hand].

The horrible male, even the name can not mention the horrible male, the most ferocious, most powerful, most horrible creature in the winter city, one of the three bullies, the white goose, the black hand.

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