Chapter 409 408. Kiro
On the west side of Scarecrow Abyss, the shadow of war has not yet affected this area.
Two adventurers were arguing fiercely over a Pooji.
"Two gold coins? Why don't you just go and rob it?! Isn't this just an ordinary Pooji?"
"What are you talking about? Are you buying Puji just for its limited combat capabilities? If I'm not mistaken, you don't even have a Puji Master in your team. What kind of breed are you talking about?"
The guy selling Puji was dressed as a wanderer, but he was not worried at all about the deal falling through when faced with a yelling buyer.
The reason for buying Puji in this place is simply for its "non-falling" feature.
As long as you carry a Puji produced in the Puji Dungeon with you, you will not "fall" after entering the Scarecrow Abyss.
This allows people to rely on Puji to do things they never dared to think of before - cross the Scarecrow Abyss.
In the past, this meant you had to "fall" all the way to the bottom and then fight your way out.
Diamond-level teams have to take considerable risks to achieve this.
But now it’s different.
Although there is environmental corrosion and scarecrow monsters on the surface of the Scarecrow Abyss, their strength is ultimately limited. For teams above the Silver level, the most important part of the entire journey is to protect Puji and keep him with him at all times, and do not leave more than 50 meters.
If Puji dies halfway through the journey, or goes out of range and triggers the "fall" alone, the outcome is self-evident.
The wanderer thought that the first guy who discovered this phenomenon must be a rich man.
After all, the fungal blanket is still far away from the Scarecrow Abyss. The one who is willing to bring Puji here without knowing Puji's "no falling" feature at the beginning must be a low-level but very rich Puji master.
Also, since the fungal mat is still far away from here, Puji is considered a scarce item here.
After all, every minute Puji stays here means the consumption of magic potion.
The Wanderer's own team, relying on the Puji in their hands, had just crossed from the dwarf mountains to the territory of the United Kingdom.
Continuing to move forward with Puji would undoubtedly be a losing proposition; selling it to a team that wanted to go there would be the most cost-effective option.
Unable to negotiate the price down, the buyer had no choice but to grit his teeth and take out his wallet.
Just then, one of the buyer's team members came up and said, "Captain, there's a guy over there with several Pujis. They only cost one gold coin each!"
"Really!" the captain said in surprise.
After getting confirmation, he decisively put away his wallet.
Watching them leave, the Wanderer laughed, "To save a gold coin, you're ruining the team... What a good captain."
The wanderer's words naturally caught the captain's attention: "What do you mean by that?"
"Only the mutated Puji produced in the Puji Dungeon has the 'no-fall' feature." As he said this, the Wanderer pinched the tentacles of Puji at his feet.
The captain looked to the other side, and sure enough, the Pujis beside that person were all ordinary Pujis as the stereotype suggests, and it was impossible to tell whether they were produced in the Puji Dungeon.
Although it is impossible to directly confirm that the person is selling fakes, after all, some of the Puji produced in the Puji Dungeon look like ordinary Puji.
But since it concerned the safety of the entire team, the captain did not insist on saving that little bit of money and honestly took out two gold coins.
After the captain got Puji, he did not go directly to the Scarecrow Abyss. Before entering, they had to apply a layer of corrosion resistance potion on the Puji.
The wanderer who got the gold coins whistled and walked towards his team's camp.
There, his two companions were packing up the tent, and on a rock not far away sat a fox man with snow-white hair.
The wanderer greeted from a distance, "I'm back! Lord Jiro, how are you doing?"
The fox man, who had been clapping with his eyes closed, opened his slightly tired eyes. "Everyone said just call me Kiro. Calling me Sir sounds weird. I'm not a noble."
The Wanderer laughed and said, "That won't do. You saved my life, so according to our rules, I should call you 'Sir'! In the abyss, if you hadn't pulled me back, Master Kiro, I would have definitely rolled down the slope beyond the fifty-meter range, triggering the 'fall'. Honestly, if it weren't for our luck and encountering you, Master Kiro, every one of us would have died in the abyss!"
In response to the wanderer's flattery, Kiro just smiled and said nothing more.
After all, what the Wanderer said was true. If Kiro had not joined, the three-person team would have fallen into the Scarecrow Abyss.
After a while, the camp had been completely cleaned up, but Kiro was still sitting on the rock, clapping his hands in a fixed rhythm.
The three adventurers did not disturb him, but sat down in the distance and started chatting to pass the time.
This dismissal lasted until dusk.
After wasting a day, the group looked at each other and could only take out the tents they had put away before...
Just then, Kiro finally stood up.
"Lord Kiro, are you... okay?" Looking at Kiro, whose eyes were bloodshot and even more exhausted, the Wanderer asked with concern, "Please wait a moment. We'll set up camp right away."
But Kiro waved his hand. "No, I'm afraid I can't go with you next. I remembered I have something else to do. I'm sorry to have kept you for so long."
The three adventurers waved their hands repeatedly: "No delay, no delay, Master Jiro, take a rest first, you look..."
Jiro drank a bottle of energy potion, and his eyes finally regained their spirit.
The three silver-level adventurers secretly swallowed their saliva at the sight of this extravagant scene.
"We've wasted too long. I have to set off now." He didn't say where he was going or what he was going to do, and the adventurers didn't ask.
The two parties had just met by chance. At the beginning, Jiro did not have Puji, but the adventurer was willing to share with him, which led to the subsequent events.
Before leaving, Kiro came to the wanderer and whispered, "Don't go to the casino when you get back. Use the money to buy some delicious mushrooms for your child."
"Ah... okay..." The Wanderer seemed a little unresponsive, looking at Kiro's back with some confusion - had he ever told Lord Kiro that he had a child?
After thinking about it, I think it's quite possible since I talk so much...
Elsewhere, after bidding farewell to the adventurer, Kiro looked at the three moons in the sky and sighed deeply, "It's still so beautiful when all three are here..."
Four hundred and thirty-six times, continue heading west, no matter what you do you will inevitably reach that final destination.
Over there, an invisible hand strangled all possibilities.
The variables are not in the West, not in the United Kingdom.
The variable...is in the demon territory!
"Tanaka... Xiuqi..."
Muttering this strange name, Kiro walked towards the north.
(End of this chapter)
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