The air suddenly became quiet.
Hill and Mag looked at each other. Although their expressions remained calm and calm, the atmosphere became increasingly awkward.
"I'm sorry, I just suddenly thought of a question, so I accidentally blurted it out. You know, smart heads like ours usually think about several things at the same time." Mag explained seriously.
"I understand, I understand." Hill smiled and nodded, "I can actually do it too."
"Hahaha, I knew we were of the same mind."
"Then...then I'll go back first."
"Okay, I'll see you off. Come back for dinner when you have time." Mag stood up.
"It would be best if I didn't have to queue up." Hill said faintly, "Queering in line is too luxurious for me."
"I'll definitely call you next time we get together." Mag nodded with a smile. There were millions of people here every minute. It was indeed too luxurious to queue up for hours to have a meal.
Hill came out of the restaurant, wrapped his down jacket tightly, and quickly boarded the carriage. Then he took a long breath and fanned his slightly hot cheeks with his small hands. Thinking of the previous conversation with Mag, he couldn't help but Stop laughing.
"But what is he rejecting? What was he thinking about just now?" Hill held his chin in his hand and couldn't help but think curiously.
"Miss, are you going to the bank now?" the secretary asked.
"Yes." Hill responded, and the carriage slowly left Maimi's Restaurant.
Mag sat by the window, watching Hill's carriage go away. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, but his thoughts were already far away.
The little girl's flirtatious teasing is no longer enough to make an uncle like him distracted.
Let’s talk about something practical. If you have a fairy (hu) wife at home, you don’t dare to make any mistakes.
Wealth freedom has been achieved, whether it is the hundreds of millions that Longdao has saved by stealing sheep, or the investment in textile factories and breweries, as well as half of Romo Street and Saipan Tavern, and the Merui Hotpot jointly owned by Reina, even if King crab every day is also an endless wealth.
But since his last life, money has been just a number to him, a number that can't be spent in full.
So he doesn't have much obsession with it.
On the contrary, he has more expectations and expectations about how to make his heart rich and happy, and how to make his family and friends happy.
The world has not become better.
They have fought for peace for a hundred years, but this is still a world with huge racial gaps.
The hatred doesn't go away, and after a brief honeymoon period, friction ensues.
Things that have not been solved on Earth in the twenty-first century cannot be solved overnight in this barbaric continent.
To his relief, at least some positive changes have occurred.
For example, the Dwarves, Goblins, and Chaos City are rapidly establishing bonds and connections.
Landiste is out and joins the dungeon.
Connie has complete control over the orcs, which is at least more exciting than the Auster era.
The feudal system of the elves is collapsing, and Sally may become a new generation of people in power. She is a kind girl, Mag has always thought so.
Since the giant dragon became a transport dragon, his posture seems to have become a lot lower. At least now he won't look at people with his nostrils.
The forest trolls are still withdrawn. It is indeed difficult for such a big man to integrate into another society, but losing a violent and ambitious leader should be a good thing for the world.
The situation of the demon tribe is relatively complicated. There is no strong race that can unify the tribe. It is completely scattered. Mag has no idea how it will develop in the future.
Finally, there is the Los Empire. Andre has announced to the world that Sean will become the prince, which means that this huge empire will be handed over to Sean in the future.
This is bad.
McGonagall wasn't too happy.
So he was thinking whether the throne should be given to Vanessa or the little carpenter.
The Queen is also very nice, but Vanessa may not be willing to do so.
He was not familiar with the little carpenter, so he had to observe further.
The Kingdom of the Moon is quite interesting, and he would like to visit it if he has time.
Although humans successfully landed on the moon, settlement has not yet been achieved.
Wouldn't it be great if he could stay for three days and two nights?
As for the dungeon, he hasn't chatted with Xiwang for a few days. This ice beauty is too difficult to talk to. He always replies with one word: Hmm.
He also has some expectations for that advanced civilized world.
But out of awe of the danger, he has no recent plans to enter the dungeon.
There may be existences beyond level ten in that world, and there may be technology higher than the system.
He was even a little worried whether his system would be discovered after entering that world, and then he would be captured and dissected.
"This system is very advanced, okay! It's just restricted according to the rules of Nolan Continent! Please don't overthink it, host!" the system said angrily.
"You are such a high-level idiot. Amy's system can reward a snail with a nuclear-powered printer. If you defeat the Old Ones, you will be rewarded with a hot chick? Are you going to tell me whether you are hot or not?!" Mag flipped. He rolled his eyes.
"This system... this system... this system is professional!"
"Now that the dungeon and the Kingdom of the Moon have appeared, can your permissions be reset? What we are doing is a dimensionality reduction attack. Now we are being attacked by someone else's dimensionality reduction attack. This is very uncomfortable." Mag discussed. .
"The setting system needs to be restarted."
"Then you restart."
"The prerequisite for restart is that the host dies and the system returns to the reincarnation of heaven. Is the host sure to start the self-destruction process?"
"Stop, stop, stop!" Mag quickly stopped this shameless system from doing stupid things.
"After the evaluation of this system, there are currently no signs of invading Nolan Continent in the underground city world, and the existence of Nolan Continent is not an unknown world to them, but a world abandoned by them, so as long as the host does not escape too much, , and it won’t be too frustrating.”
"Then let's change our thinking. If the dungeon world can break through the tenth level, if I enter the dungeon, will there be a chance to become a god in the flesh?" Mag asked seriously.
This is a question he has been thinking about recently.
The reason why the ancients abandoned Nolan Continent was not because Nolan Continent had exhausted its resources and could not survive. It was more likely that they wanted to seek a higher ceiling.
Most of Xi's battles relied on firearms and battleships, but the aura emanating from her body was close to level ten.
Given her age, she may be a genius in the dungeon world, but it may also be that the overall environment of the dungeon makes her cultivation easier.
"Theoretically, this is possible, but the risk of the host entering the dungeon is uncontrollable. I hope the host can act with caution." The system solemnly said.
Mag ended the conversation with the system, took out the messaging machine, and sent a text message to Xi: "In early spring, braised pork is stewed on the small tile stove. It's sizzling and steaming. Just poke it with chopsticks. It’s clear, do you want to come?”
After a while, Mag received a reply.
"coming!"
