After Dale finished his drink, he hurried back to work on his manuscript and left the bar.
Ringer tilted his head slightly, glanced at the little blue butterfly on his shoulder, and decided to help Del find the lost things after get off work, just in time to take a stroll in another world.
"Lanya, after get off work, will you go with me to find Miss Dale's lost things, or will you go back directly?"
"I'll go with you," Lanya said, "I'm also curious about what she lost."
"I want to go too, take me with you." Karina said immediately.
Lin Ge neither agreed nor refused, but directly took out the thick book of alchemy and started to read it. Regardless of whether he agrees or refuses, Karina will definitely follow him.
He focused all his attention on the book in front of him until a crisp sound of wind chimes reached his ears. He closed the book and looked towards the door.
The door was pushed open, and what came into view was a bald head and a familiar face.
"Hoss, are you finished with your training?" Ringer looked at Hoss, who seemed to be completely reborn, with some surprise, and quickly said with a smile.
Hoss stepped into the store, his smooth forehead shining under the light. Compared with the last time Ringer saw him, his whole temperament had changed greatly, and the decadent temperament had been swept away. The eyes are full of strong confidence. His eyeballs turned dark, and his golden pupils were like two stars.
In order to be qualified as the administrator of the seventh floor of the underground prison, Hoss accepted special training from Tracy. Now it seems that the training is quite effective. Ringer almost didn't recognize who it was at first sight.
Hoss nodded and walked to the bar.
"Please give me another glass of Death in the Afternoon."
"OK, just a second."
The first time Hoth came to Emerald was when the undead army led by Elvi attacked Castalon. As a frustrated adventurer, he had completely lost hope in his future life, so he decided to join the undead army and fight for the future. Shameless noble revenge.
Unfortunately, after Elvi's body was captured, the undead army quickly retreated and failed to break through Castalon's defense. His wish for revenge was in vain.
Later, he was assigned to an underground prison and became a jailer. It was then that he discovered that the undead system was also very hierarchical, and it was even more difficult to be promoted.
He thought he was going to stay in a dark dungeon without seeing the light of day until he went crazy, but then he met an unexpected acquaintance in the dungeon.
His undead career took a turn for the better. Now, he is the administrator of the seventh floor of the underground prison. Although he suffered a lot in the process, the result was good.
Even if ordinary undead people struggled for hundreds of years, it would be difficult for them to sit in this position, but he took this position less than a month after joining the undead camp.
Damn it, no wonder so many people like to curry favor with the powerful. Privileges are so damn cool.
He knew very well how he got to this position. If it weren't for the man standing at the bar bartending drinks, his soul would be rotting in the dark dungeon.
"Thank you, Lin Ge." He solemnly thanked Lin Ge.
Ringer placed a cup of prepared Afternoon Death in front of him, smiled and shook his head.
"I just did what I was supposed to do, you don't have to take it to heart."
"No, without your help my soul will rot in the darkness and I will always remember that."
Hoss picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The taste of the wine seemed to have changed a lot.
But in fact, Ringer's techniques and formulas have not changed, and nothing new has been added. The change happened to him, maybe it was his slightly rotten tongue, maybe it was something else.
Some people died, but not completely...
