The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Naturally, I would not say such rude words. It is not guilty of offending a high-ranking person because of his quick tongue.

However, the words of thanks must be made clear.

I stood up straight, thinking of Master Hall, bowed, and sincerely said, "Thank you, Master, for the convenient door, otherwise I don't know how long it will take to apply for the guild."

Master Hall picked me up and said, "It doesn't have to be such a big gift, I just happened to see it and just said something casually."

He said casually, but it was a thousand times more effective than the city lord’s golden words. After I bowed and thanked him again, I sat back on the sofa again.

Dewey smiled and said to me: "After taking a shower, you can see the appearance of people. They were covered with blood just now, and they are no different from monsters in the dungeon."

I scratched my head in embarrassment: "Look at what you said, don't any adventurer have to get some blood plasma and minced meat if they fight monsters."

Dewey shook his head and said: "But I haven't seen as many people as you, it's like just crawling out of a pool of blood."

"Haha" I responded with a smile and never returned.

Dewey said again: "Where is the badge I gave you? Why didn't I see you wearing it?"

"Keep it at home" I explained, "I don't need it to fight monsters. I'm afraid of losing it."

"Well, this is also true." Dewey nodded thoughtfully, "Anyway, you only need to save it. That thing is so scarce. Even if there is not one city owner, there are only towns for the elders. Only the few elders at the adventurer base headquarters can have one man."

"Elder at the headquarters..." I looked at Master Hall, and he nodded at me.

I was surprised: "So...this is too precious!"

"That's why I let you keep it well and carry it with you" Dewey laughed, his tone very proud.

I was thinking about finding the badge after going home for a while and putting it in a safer place. Don’t be thrown away as a toy by Zach’s children. You know, children who just learned to crawl are very scary.

Dewey's voice continued to sound: "I came to Ai Rui City this time not only to see you, but also to see the patterns on your arms."

When I heard this, I stared at him without squinting, and asked: "What's wrong with the pattern?"

Dewey said, "I went back and studied it and found a clue."

"What do you mean?" I asked, "So, do you understand part of it?"

Dewey shook his head: "No, it's just a little discovery. To really figure it out, there is still a long way to go!"

It seems that it takes a lot of time to figure out the meaning of the rune on my left arm.

Master Hall suddenly said: "An Xiaoyi, can I take a look at the pattern on your arm?"

I thought for a while, nodded, took off the guard, and slowly faded away.

As every inch faded away, the skin of the left arm and the patterns engraved on it gradually emerged.

Since the weird destructive power of the left arm was not used during this period, the pattern on it did not extend at all, but a few of the runes showed signs of reddening.

Master Hall twisted his eyebrows and looked closely, as if he was an expert in distinguishing antiques and an archaeologist who was digging for dinosaur fossils, so meticulous and so careful.

A few minutes later, Master Hall suddenly stretched out his hand and touched my arm. I was so excited that I quickly retracted my arm and stared at him.

Master Hall's arm was hanging in the air, neither stretching nor closing, which was very embarrassing.

A little bit, he retracted his arm and said in embarrassment: "Sorry, I can't help it, please forgive me."

"It's okay" I also felt that my reaction just now was a bit too intense, so I said: "My reaction is also a bit too big. It didn't scare you, haha, haha."

Master Hall shook his head: "Are you born with these patterns?"

"Yes, this left arm has been like this since the day I was born." I stroked the smooth and flat left arm. I didn't feel any blockage at all. From the beginning, these patterns were the lines of my skin. Every inch of the skin on the left arm fits in that way, no bulge is found, and no discomfort can be found. Everything is so natural, but when I look at it, I always feel so shocking.

Dewey was also staring at my arm, but after I put it away, he rubbed his eyes and sighed: "Every time I see your left arm, I still feel very awkward, always faint. There is a sense of danger."

When he said this, he was looking at Master Hall, who nodded tacitly.

"Actually, I feel that way too" I said: "I used to sleep until midnight, and I was so cold and sweaty when I saw it, but now I am fine and I am used to it."

I didn't tell the left arm, the mysterious and terrifying secret. After all, I and them are not yet familiar with them. Some things are far better than saying them.

Dewey put down his hand rubbing his eyes and said to me: "You stretch your arm over, I haven't finished it yet."

So, I ran my arm over again, and saw Master Hall standing far away, with his head stretched out, looking like he wanted to see but was afraid of embarrassment.

I smiled and said, "Master Hall, come and see, I won't retract anymore, but next time you want to touch my arm, can you tell me first?"

Master Hall chuckled.

The two old men studied my arm, the pattern on the left and right, and occasionally exchanged one or two opinions in a soft voice, and then they began to study seriously.

For the first time, I saw the so-called expert's deliberate mind. From around 11 noon to almost 6 o'clock in the afternoon, the eyes of these two old men never left my arm.

Because I was sweating because of Daguai, the excess water in my body was almost excreted, so I didn’t go to the toilet. Unexpectedly, I didn’t go to the toilet, nor did the two old men go to the toilet. They just focused on the research, even Do not drink saliva.

The two old men were so careful and serious, and I was too embarrassed to say anything, so I had to endure my thirst and hungry for more than six hours.

Finally, my anger was full, and I unceremoniously retracted my arm, and said with an unhappy expression: "Hey, I said, look at my arm, don't anyone think about my personal feelings?"

Dewey and Master Hall looked dumbfounded.

"Since I came here at noon, I didn't eat or drink water. After being called here by Master Hall, I began to study the patterns on my arms. Except for a bath in the middle, I have been until now." After a while, I continued to complain: "I said, haven't you considered my feelings?"

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