"Times have changed, bro."

"You really think I want to solo with a big guy like you?"

He blew the white smoke from the gun without doing anything.

This is the small musket that he and the old dwarf Gloin exchanged for a hundred jars of fine wine.

The advantage is that it explodes with power within five meters, but the disadvantage is that it can't hit anything from a long distance, and it can only fire one round at a time, and then it has to be reloaded.

As for where the wine comes from.

As a top student in materials science, wouldn’t it be enough to distill local rum, ale, etc.?

Anyway, the dwarf master is not picky.

As long as the wine is strong enough.

Then the gadgets he gave are quite impressive.

"It's really good~ Killing enemy players gives you a lot of experience~"

He sighed happily and leaned against the dilapidated castle wall again. After a while, another demon player ran over in a panic.

He was shocked by the chilling atmosphere and stood there blankly, tightly holding the machete in his hand.

Don't do anything, keep your eyes downcast, and repeat the old trick.

He said calmly:
Chapter completed!