"Brother! Where did you buy this armor? Brother! Brother!"

At the entrance and exit of Storm Bay, some male adventurers were chasing Carl relentlessly.

Although they don't know Megatron and have never seen "Transformers", men are naturally fond of this kind of steel machinery.

When Carl was wearing the Moon Spirit Armor, many people wanted to ask him about the origin of the armor, but they were too embarrassed to approach him.

But this power armor is so cool now that many adventurers simply put down their original airs and surrounded Carl.

"Don't ask me any more. This is something I made myself. It requires the profession of a machinist to use. Let's disperse, disperse!"

After this explanation, the adventurers dispersed with a hint of disappointment.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Carl and his two companions crossed the noisy crowd and hurried back to the base of the underground ruins.

The power armor was too large to pass directly through the tunnel, so Carl hid it outside and would summon it back after he returned to the base.

"Oh, this exploration was really unlucky. Next time if we encounter something similar, I won't be able to take full responsibility no matter what."

Dragging his somewhat tired body, Carl slumped down on a chair in the base.

Operating the power armor is not without cost for him.

Looking at Carl, whose clothes were in disarray after taking off his armor, Hope helped him tidy up his clothes, and then suddenly said:

"Although we didn't gain much from this exploration, we did learn a little about the drow. I think we can reach an agreement with the drow and ask them to help us find the ruins."

Carl: "Are you serious? Those drow who believe in Rose are not very interested in money and materials. Do you want to use me to pay off your debts?"

Upon hearing this, Hope immediately shut down.

She wasn't generous enough to hand her boyfriend over to that group of people to be bullied one after another.

"Let's not think about those drow for now. Let's talk about what to prepare for the next expedition. I feel..."

The three of them discussed what to prepare for the next expedition based on the experience of this expedition.

This combat meeting lasted until late at night, and only when the three of them felt sleepy did they return to their rooms to sleep.

…

The next morning, Carl got up early.

After going to the second floor of the base to check the situation, he looked at V and suddenly had an idea.

"Most of the terrain in the adventure area is actually very flat. In this case, I can definitely develop an off-road motorcycle!"

Back when they were at the Ninefold Path competition venue, Carl relied on V's transformation and Nia's earth shaping to gallop across the wasteland.

He was able to do this when he was only a level 4 artificer, and now he is level 9, and the things he makes will only be more useful than before.

Thinking of this, Carl immediately called V and started making a new off-road motorcycle.

By the time Yingsui woke up for morning exercises, the main structure of the off-road motorcycle had been roughly completed.

Seeing that Carl was busy, Ying came over, said that he wanted to go out to buy some things, and then left the base.

Today's underground ruins are much more lively than ever before, because a large adventure group has boldly and skillfully set up their base in the underground ruins.

When Ying was preparing to go out, the adventure group just returned from the adventure area.

However, the other party’s base seems to be quite far away from Carl and his team, and the direction is also inconsistent.

Ying wanted to go and take a look, but an assassin in the opposing team seemed to have noticed her presence and threw two darts at Ying as a warning.

"You underestimated him."

With a self-deprecating remark, Ying did not delay any further, but returned to the ground along the tunnel.

When she walked out of the tunnel, she deliberately found a veil to cover her face.

Because she was wearing a ninja-like outfit, not much of Ying's skin was exposed. With the veil covering her face, it was even harder for others to tell that she was a drow elf.

Then, Ying headed towards the largest tavern in Storm Bay.

This tavern is located near the town center, but it was not built by the Storm Bay authorities.

This was originally an entrance to underground ruins, but because of its superior geographical location, someone paid to renovate this place and used stone wall techniques to block the passages in all directions.

Gradually, this place became a well-known place.

All kinds of people are doing transactions here that cannot be made public. Ying once came here with her mother to take on bounty missions.

'After so many years, I don't know if the situation here has changed.'

Standing in front of a somewhat dilapidated house, Ying walked into it as he remembered, and then knocked on a certain floor several times with a special frequency.

After a while, the floor next to it cracked in the middle, revealing a passage.

Ying lowered his head and walked down. The long stairs continued to extend downwards, as if there would never be an end.

But when Ying reached a certain point in the middle of the stairs, he stopped there and then tentatively touched the left wall.

The original wall suddenly became blurred, and Ying crouched down and walked behind the phantom, and the wall recovered.

As soon as he entered the real "tavern", a mixture of alcohol, blood and many other messy smells rushed into Ying's nostrils.

In the corridor ahead, several adventurers were drinking and bragging incoherently.

This scene was quite common even in ordinary taverns, so Ying simply walked past them and continued walking deeper.

Soon, the space ahead suddenly became clear, and Ying came to a place similar to a pedestrian street.

The streets were lined with vendors selling all kinds of contraband. People walked and stopped on the road, looking at the items on the stalls.

The waiter at the door led Ying directly to a compartment. After Ying went in, he closed the door of the compartment and changed the sign on the door to "Occupied".

Fortunately, Carl was not here, otherwise he would definitely laugh at this design, which was like a toilet on a train.

In the compartment, Ying had just sat down on the chair when a voice rang out in the room through a loudspeaker.

"Do you want to buy or sell intelligence?"

"purchase."

"What do you want to buy?"

"The latest situation in the Underdark."

After a brief conversation, the other side fell into silence.

After a long time, a somewhat charming voice sounded again.

"Two gold coins."

Hearing this, Ying hesitantly took out two gold coins from his pocket and placed them in the delivery box nearby.

The person on the other side seemed to check the authenticity of the gold coin before answering, “A rebellion has recently occurred in the Underdark. The drow who believe in Rose have split into several factions. The drow who abide by ancient customs have disappeared into the caves where they mainly operate, and their current whereabouts are unknown.

There are rumors that a certain faction of Rose followers have mastered the method of using intercourse to enhance spirituality, and are currently capturing male adventurers for experiments.

At the same time, individuals called spider elves appeared in the Underdark. These people seem to use some kind of ritual to obtain a specific spider transformation. There is not much information about this at present, but the informant suspects that this ritual requires human sacrifice. "

Hearing this, Ying's eyes immediately lit up with a gleam of light.

She suspected that the drow elves had captured the female adventurer for the purpose of sacrifice.

The voice then went on to provide some additional information, but it was all about the price of the drow elves for a night or a monthly subscription.

In line with the principle of not wasting anything, Ying listened to the information and then got up and left.

"The Underdark is in chaos."

Lamenting in his heart, Ying left the "tavern" along the same route and prepared to return to the underground base.

She came here just because she was a little worried about her hometown, but after hearing all this, she knew that she was powerless to change anything.

However, as he approached the tunnel, Ying suddenly realized that something was wrong.

She was being followed!

"Is there anything you want to talk to me about?"

With a psychic glow in his eyes, Ying quickly sensed the situation around him, but found nothing.

After a brief moment of surprise, she immediately thought of other possibilities.

For example, the opponent's psychic power is stronger than yours.

The hidden stalker probably noticed Ying's thoughts, so he showed up.

"I didn't expect to see fellow compatriots with the same aspirations outside. Sisters, are you interested in helping us to set things right?"

At some point, a graceful drow assassin appeared beside them.

There was a psychic glow in her eyes as well, and it looked like she was actually a Soul Blade sub-class wanderer.

And with her appearance, a certain sense of oppression directly acted on Ying's heart.

With his eyes narrowed, Ying immediately refused: "Sorry, I'm not interested in this. I have my own partners and life, and I don't want to get involved in those things again."

Looking at the other party vigilantly, Ying had already taken his chain dart in his hand without knowing when.

The two sides were in a stalemate, as if a fierce battle was about to break out in the next second.

"Don't be so nervous. We have now revised the past rules and will no longer require assassins to live like ascetics as before.

We just think that those unruly guys drag down the reputation of the entire drow elves. In fact, I have also found a half-orc partner that I like. "

After saying this, this Zhoer actually took out a photo from his chest.

In the photo, she was hugging an orc ranger intimately.

"Why are you showing me this? I simply don't want to get involved in those..."

Just as he was about to continue to refuse, Ying saw mockery on the other person's face.

"If you really can't let it go, you wouldn't go to a place like a tavern to get information. Two gold coins are not a small amount of money. You just spend it just to feel at ease. For an adventurer of your level... Tsk tsk!"

These words immediately hit Ying's sore spot, but she could only glare at the other person, as if she could "stare" the other person to death by doing so.

The two sides were once again in a stalemate for a while, until a roar of engine sounded from the tunnel.

“Woohoo!”

With a strange cry, Carl, driving a new off-road motorcycle, jumped out of the tunnel.

After drifting on the spot and braking, Carl looked at Zhuoer who was standing face to face with Ying, and was a little dazed for a moment.

"Shadow? Your relative?"

"no!"

Almost the next second after Carl asked the question, Shadow completed the cutting at the speed of light.

(End of this chapter)