The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

After entering the room, I saw Dewey lying on the sofa in a daze, so I asked Master Hall: "Why do you always come to pick me up?"

"Because I respect the old and love the young..."

"Because he has never won a boxing guess" Dewey ruthlessly exposed Master Hall's lie.

With a "hehe", Master Hall stopped speaking.

Sitting on the sofa, I asked Dewey: "Anything new?"

Dewey shook his head: "It's not certain yet, but referring to the comparison of these ancient runes I found, it is certain that these patterns on your arm should also belong to the category of ancient runes, but what does it mean? I don't know."

Listening to Dewey's words, I instantly felt that the pattern on my left arm became taller.

Ancient runes, that is the age of the legendary heroes!

The original owner of this body may be the descendant of a certain hero.

Excited to think about it, I couldn't help but blurt out: "Do you have any ancestry identification system here?"

"Pedigree identification?" Both Dewey and Master Hall looked at me at the same time with a confused expression.

"Ah, just to check whether someone is biological or something like that."

"Do you have children?" Dewey asked.

"Do you doubt your wife?" Master Hall asked.

"Can you two play well?" I was unhappy and ashamed.

Seeing the two old men calm down again, I continued: "I want to test whether I have any blood relationship with the legendary heroes."

The old man Dewey and Master Hall suddenly looked at each other, and then nodded in unison. Dewey said, "Listening to you, it seems that this is the case."

Master Hall thoughtfully said: "There can be unresolved ancient runes on your arms. This has proved your extraordinary. If you straighten it out according to your thinking, you may really be the descendant of which hero? ."

"Yes, yes, it makes sense!" I nodded repeatedly, and said, "You haven't told me yet. Is there such a thing as I said?"

"No" the two old men said in unison.

"Damn, isn't it? After talking for a long time, you two told me no, isn't this playing me!" I frowned and said uncomfortably.

"Don't worry," Dewey said, "I said no. I'm not referring to the bloodline machines, but the blood of the heroes of ancient times."

"blood......"

"Yes" Dewey said: "If you want to compare pedigrees, you must first have the blood of the reference and the reference. Those ancient heroes have long been in the tomb and turned into soil, not to mention blood, even a little skin. I can't find a single strand of hair."

"Isn't the city lord also a descendant of an ancient hero?" I asked, "Why don't you try his blood?"

"Your idea is neither right," Dewey said: "Do you know how many generations of descendants the current city lord is the hero?"

I shook my head.

"Then do you know if anything happened during this period?" Dewey asked again.

I shook my head again.

"Don't talk about it, it's hard to say whether the current city lord is the descendant of a hero."

Hey, I seem to smell gossip.

"You mean...maybe the descendants of the city lord have been given a green hat in a certain generation?" I asked violently.

"Except for the elders of the adventurer base, those city owners are the largest nobles in the town. Under the superior living environment of generations, many people have been wiped out, become easy and evil, and lewd. In addition to eating and drinking every day, they are crazy to vent their desires. This is true for both men and women, and the degree of corruption is even to the point that it is impossible to determine which one is his own child!"

Dewey sighed and said: "Now you understand why I don't recommend the method of taking the blood of the city lord. It is not against it, but it is not necessary at all. No one can be sure that the current city lord is the child of which nobleman. "

After I listened, I couldn't help but sigh: "Your circle is really messy..."

So, the pedigree test came to an end. I continued to stretch my arms honestly, and the two old men continued to study the patterns on the arms seriously.

In a blink of an eye, the morning time passed.

The two old men wanted to take me to the ‘old place’ for dinner, but I refused.

The reason is simple, I am not a masochist, and I don’t want to experience the sourness of being ignored again, especially in restaurants where customers are first.

So the two old men got a little troubled.

Master Hall has long settled in Ere City. His identity is there, and he has long been used to the standard of food in the ‘old place’. For him, it is difficult to swallow from other places.

Dewey has eaten many different types of meals, but Master Hall is his old friend. He doesn't want to see Master Hall hungry. At the same time, I am his little friend. He doesn't want to see me hungry. , He also followed in trouble.

Seeing that both old men were having trouble with this matter, I was embarrassed to watch it this way, so I said: "That's it, you two, go to the ‘old place’ as usual, and I, go home for dinner."

Dewey said: "Are you going home? Are your family at home?"

"Of course" I said: "My guild has just settled in Ai Rui City, and they are busy decorating the house."

Master Hall said: "Okay, then you go back. If you have any difficulties, just come to the adventurer base to find me."

I turned around and put my hand in my pocket habitually. I felt that there was a note in my pocket. I suddenly remembered that it remembered the address of our guild villa in Dasay City, so I turned around and called Dewey and Hall. Master, take a step forward, pass the note in his hand to Dewey, and say: "No, this is the address of the villa I mentioned."

Dewey took a look and said, "Hmm" and said, "Don't worry, this villa belongs to you tonight."

I gave him a thumbs up, then turned around and ran home.

Soon, I arrived at the door of my house. The construction team was doing the initial preparation and measurement. Everyone was working enthusiastically and did not dare to slack off.

The boss saw me from a distance, and greeted me enthusiastically and actively: "My lord, you are back!"

"Do you know me?" I didn't understand his enthusiasm. As usual, we had only one side relationship, and it was yesterday.

"Of course, in this Ai Rui City, who doesn't know an adult, you are a famous hero!" He gushed.

"Well, what is my name?" I asked with interest.

"This..." The leader of the construction team looked awkward for a moment, but when he saw that he was an elite in the flattering world, he quickly adjusted and said: "Of course the name of an adult is not something that a villain should know, but you Great—hero!"

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