Hearing the noise, Phoenix stood up and walked over. She cast a skill: "Unable to identify."
Since her voice fell, Fried Ice Cream clearly felt that the surrounding atmosphere had changed. Two members of [Asuka] walked out as if on alert, and the others all cast their eyes on the barrel, wary of it.
Suddenly, the juice moved.
It wasn't something falling into the water that made ripples, it was something moving from the inside out.
Phoenix took out the props and took a look at it, and found that the juice was not just blood red, but mixed with a dark purple color.
The light refracts on the surface of the liquid, giving off a somewhat unsettling sheen, reminiscent of unknown creatures flickering in the deep sea.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Kestrel fished out the source of the squirming movement - a blood worm.
Its body is like a young silkworm soaked in blood. It is extremely fat, making the feet on both sides very petite, only the size of sesame seeds.
After being picked out, it gradually lost vitality on the ground, curled up, and then exploded, raising blood mist and spreading around.
A complex aroma spreads, which smells a bit bitter at first, and then only the sweetness of berries remains.
In this wooden barrel, only the upper layer is filled with juice, and the lower layer is full of the same bugs.
The fried ice cream was far away and was not splashed. Phoenix was not so lucky and was covered in it.
However, she was not embarrassed for long before she was restored to her original state by Kestrel's cleaning technique.
The fried ice cream made his eyes light up. What a good skill he had. He wanted it too.
It's a pity that the person who hates him the most did it, otherwise he would have been able to get close to him now.
Bai Ge extracted some juice and stretched out a finger to the person next to him: "It will take about an hour."
"Okay," Song Qiaoting responded and clapped her hands, "rest for an hour and wait for the results from the white pigeons before we group into groups."
Fried Ice Cream looked at Phoenix coming over again, and couldn't help but ask: "Where did you get so many skills and props?"
He had heard that after old players enter the new version, their power will be greatly reduced, and their props and skills will be confiscated. They have only passed one dungeon now. Why do they all look so rich?
"Want to know? Join Asuka and I will tell you." Phoenix did not answer directly, but extended an olive branch.
He ate the fried ice cream three times and divided it by two, as if joking: "You can find out when you go in. Aren't you afraid that I will turn around and betray the organization after knowing the secrets and sell the information?"
"No one can betray the team," Phoenix left a word without beginning or end, obviously not wanting to go into details, "So I advise you to choose your team carefully."
Looking at her expression, he knew that he couldn't get anything out of the question, so he didn't ask for trouble and just dealt with it lazily: "This is a decision I made after careful consideration. I believe her."
"...I thought based on your personality, you would choose the strongest one."
This judgment was correct. He really only wanted to join the strongest team, so he chose the charterer who was number one in the rankings.
He and she came from the same single-player dungeon, and he only got a B for his performance. The captain's rating must be higher than his, at least an A, and probably an S.
She definitely had her own merits, and after a short period of getting along with her, he was even more convinced of this, but there was no need to analyze his thoughts with someone he didn't know well.
"Maybe I was like this before, but people will change. I believe in her, and I believe that I have known her for such a long time. My vision will not be wrong."
Phoenix seemed to be speechless by his words, and left after being silent for a while, leaving him alone.
He hid a notebook under the table in a corner where no one cared, and touched his wrist through his sleeve to give the cane a hint.
The Devouring Rose on the other side received the signal, rubbed Xia Qimiao's neck, and called out: "Yeah."
She saw it skillfully rolling up a garland, and touched it comfortingly: "I know, I will go find him later."
She shifted her gaze to the knocked out and luxuriously dressed man in front of her. She left a few green vines at the entrance of the cave to watch while she dragged him inside.
When the heir of Coriad woke up, he felt a pain in the back of his head and felt dizzy.
He quickly adjusted, looked around, and found that he was in a dark cave, with his hands and feet bound.
He was not the only one here, there was a young woman fainted on the other side. She was also restrained, and there were scars on both sides of her cheeks scratched by vines.
However, even this did not detract from her appearance.
There could be no beauty in this town that he didn't know about, the heir thought, she must have come from outside.
He had no doubt that the woman in front of him was the kidnapper, because in his superficial understanding, women cherished their faces very much.
But this woman looks extremely weak, she must have been kidnapped here just like him.
"...Where is this?" Xia Qimiao felt that time was almost up before she opened her eyes. She found that she was tied up in a dark cave with a strange person beside her, and she became "panicked".
Seeing her performance, the heir became more convinced of his idea: "It seems that you were also kidnapped."
When Xia Qimiao heard the word "ye", he knew that he believed it.
When they first met, she judged from his luxurious clothes that he should be an important figure in Coriad, most likely the leader of Brownbeard.
Although she knocked him unconscious as soon as she met the Devouring Rose, she didn't know if Brownbeard had revealed his appearance to others, so she showed her true face to confuse his sight.
She had wrapped her whole body in vines before, but now her real face was revealed, and he definitely didn't recognize it.
The heir didn't know that he had seen the true face of the kidnapper. If he had known, he would definitely not be as easy as he is now.
After all, the kidnapper's appearance is a signal that he will not be let go easily.
"You are not from this town, are you from somewhere else?" He saw the other person's wary eyes and introduced himself first, "You should have heard of Coriad, right? I am the heir of this family."
After saying that, he straightened his body, as if he wanted her to see the gold thread on his clothes as proof.
Sure enough, the vigilance in her eyes diminished, and she became much more relaxed.
The heir looked at her and secretly felt pity. If he was not in this situation, he would definitely take her back, all because of that hateful vampire.
"So you are the heir of Coriad. I'm sorry, I'm not from here," Xia Qimiao smiled, "Call me...Doliara."
Seeing his sudden change of expression after hearing the name, her smile deepened.
