Chapter 1543: Still the seventh sense, still the corner of fate

"It seems that I have done something stupid." After coming out of the teleportation array, everyone shrugged their shoulders weakly, just like the team returning tired from a battle with monsters.

"I feel embarrassed just thinking about it..." I was also downcast and weak.

Why are we arguing about that kind of thing in such a place? It feels like arguing whether the tofu pudding is sweet or salty. One person feels pain in the egg when it is sweet, and the other person feels pain in the egg when it is salty.

Recalling the embarrassing moment in the cave where they were arguing over Momo noodles and grilled Momo, and almost rolled up their sleeves and started to fight, everyone's faces twitched, how empty they felt inside.

"Brother, do you want to look elsewhere?" Sa Qili glanced at the other teleportation formations.

"It's pretty much the same anyway."

"That's right, there are seven who breed Momo, and ten who breed livestock..." Sa Qili counted her treasures one by one.

"Then no need, just read it when you have time." I thought for a while and shook my head.

"Oh? Are you really not going? Maybe Momo elsewhere has matured." She said with a look of regret.

"It's just perfect for you, little brother, to experience the charm of roasted Momo."

"I'm really sorry. I've already eaten fresh grilled momo, and I don't think the momo noodles are as delicious."

No! Stop it! Don’t get involved in the dispute between Momo noodles and grilled Momo anymore! I shouted loudly in my heart, but I just couldn’t control my mouth.

In every man's life, there are at least one or two things that he must stick to to the end, and that's probably it.

"Hmm~~" Sa Qili narrowed her eyes, as if a storm was brewing again.

"Hey!"

She suddenly hugged me and kept rubbing my face with her hands.

"Baked Momo is the best, right?"

While rubbing my face, the other hand quickly went around the back of my head and pressed it slightly. Without warning, I nodded my head subconsciously.

"Long live, my little brother has turned from darkness to light and admitted that grilled momos are the best."

Before I could protest, Sa Qili had already taken the lead, jumping and cheering and announcing loudly.

But... damn, I was defeated by such a conspiracy. Vilas, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for your specially made Momo noodles!!!

My back was pale, and Otz fell to his knees with regret on his face, as if the whole world had lost its color.

"Don't mind, my newbie, Sa Qili is just like that. Although she is very reliable when fighting, she sometimes behaves like a child." Dajia patted my shoulder sympathetically.

"Yes, yes, it's like the saying, the older you get, the younger you get, right?" Tulakov said with a grin.

A finger of aging!

“Puff——————!!!”

Looking at Tulakov who bent over and coughed like an old man again, and Sa Qili who put away her slender fingers with a murderous smile, we couldn't help but shudder.

In the third world, you should never discuss age issues with female adventurers. People like Tulakov are seeking death. You must remember, remember.

Finally, we walked around the residential area. The biggest difference between this place and the camps in the first world is that the houses are built in an orderly manner. There is no choice but to reduce the area of ​​the camp.

However, it also leaves quite a lot of space, so there is no need to worry about population expansion or other problems.

"There seems to be no training ground or arena." I looked around, comparing it with the camp in the first world, and muttered subconsciously.

"There's no need, the best training ground is outside." Tulakov, who finally got over the troubles of aging and became lively again, rushed to answer, not forgetting to strike a fighting pose and looking at Shashik provocatively.

"The same goes for the arena. If you want to compete, just find a place outside. The camp does not provide such conditions." Shahik ignored the other party and took up the topic.

"If there is no training ground, what should the residents of the third world do? What should our children do? Those children who have the talent to become adventurers cannot be sent back to the first world to be trained. Could it be that these talents can only be wasted and let the children become adventurers?"

They spend their lives as civilians?”

"This is a good question, but of course it's not like this. If they have talent, we will train them to be excellent adventurers. However, the environment and conditions of the camp are not suitable. Those children with qualifications are sent to

He went somewhere else, you ask Raphael about this, she knows better than us."

"I see. It seems that there are really many things that we need to know about." I nodded and responded.

Both the first and second worlds have mechanisms for cultivating adventurers. Of course, the best and most complete way is to send them to training camps in the first world. In the third world, these methods do not seem to be very realistic.

, how to do it? I can’t wait to know the answer.

"There are more than 20,000 civilians in the camp, most of whom are responsible for the planting and breeding work you just saw underground, while the remaining small number are people with special skills, and we have the responsibility to protect them. Everyone is here

They play their role in their posts, and because of this, the camp can continue to operate and everyone can have no worries about food and clothing."

As I listened and watched, just as Sa Qili said, everyone was busy with a clear division of labor. Some children as young as five and six years old would follow their parents and do some housework within their ability.

Different from what I had imagined before, the civilians here did not show any fear or despair because of the powerful hell forces that the third world had to face. In comparison, they were better than the camp residents in the first and second worlds.

On the contrary, it gave me a more fulfilling feeling.

Here, a kind of poverty and hardship abounds.

"Huh?"

"What's the matter, little brother?"

Seeing my footsteps pause slightly, as if I saw something strange, Sa Qili asked curiously.

"No, it's nothing." I shook my head and continued walking.

Just for a moment, I seemed to see Mi Seya's figure. How could she put down her patrol work and come here? Could it be that I'm being blinded?

After spending an afternoon, I finally walked around the campground and got a general understanding. As dusk fell, I sent away the enthusiastic tour guides with a huge thank you.

"By the way, Aunt Qili, do you know a blacksmith named Lukogas?" Before we left, I suddenly remembered what old Farah said to me before leaving, so I tried to ask.

"Lukogas?" Everyone's expressions suddenly became strange.

"What's wrong? Is there anything strange?"

"No, I just didn't expect that my little brother, who knows almost nothing about this place, would actually know the name Lukogas." Sa Qili smiled and shook her head.

"Some stingy guy told me. Do you know Lukogas?"

"In this way, the stingy guy you mentioned is not a simple person. Even in the third world, not many people know about Rukogas, and even fewer people can meet him."

"Sounds like an elusive guy."

"It's not what it sounds like, but he is just such a person. To be honest, if I hadn't been lucky enough to meet him once, I would probably have thought that this person was just a fabricated rumor." Sa Qili's smile seemed a little a little bit...

have no choice.

"What's going on? If you don't mind, can you tell me, Aunt Qili?"

"Well... Lukogas is this person..." After a pause, she seemed to organize the words in her mind, and then slowly spoke.

"People who know him say he is an underground blacksmith."

"Underground blacksmith?"

"That's right, it means that you can only meet him underground, such as caves and the like."

"Why did you run to a place like that?"

"It is said that he was digging for forging materials. I don't know if this is true, but the only place I met him was indeed in a cave." As if she thought of something interesting, Sa Qili let out a chuckle.

"There is another rumor, little brother, how about the first world cave?"

"Huh?" I didn't quite understand what she wanted to ask.

"Is the passage complicated? How big is it? Take the evil cave outside the Blood Wilderness as an example."

"If the evil cave is... not very big, and if it is complicated... it shouldn't be considered as such." I replied hesitantly, recalling the scene when I first arrived in the Dark Continent and entered the evil cave to practice.

"That's right. Let me tell you, don't think the same thing about the evil cave here. The evil cave here is as complex and huge as an underground world. Even those of us who have stayed in the camp for more than thirty years

If a young man wants to enter, he will definitely prepare a teleportation scroll."

"Is the difference so big? Why is it like this?" I raised my voice incredulously, and my little calculation of entering the evil cave to find trouble with the corpse getting angry was shattered in an instant.

"There are many theories. For example, the corpse was angry because it was dissatisfied that its territory was too small, so it worked hard to dig it as big as possible. However, this situation is not limited to evil caves, so this reason is not sufficient. A more exaggerated statement is,

These complex passage caves were dug by Rukogas."

I:"……"

How come Old Farah knows so many weirdos? Is this the so-called birds of a feather flock together?

"In other words, if I want to find him, I have to crawl into a hole in the ground?"

"This is the only way."

"God, how many caves are there in the entire Rogge camp?" I said as if I was fainting.

"That's why I said it's difficult to meet him. It's impossible without luck. Even we only met him once in these years." Seeing my exaggerated look, everyone laughed.

"Well, actually, what I lack the most is luck." I said this, and secretly added in my mind, it's bad luck.

"Brother, you can't act recklessly. The cave environment is more dangerous than the outside. You should be very clear after so many years of experience."

Sa Qili thought for a while and simply said: "How about this, if there is enough time, we can take you to the entrance of the evil cave by the way?"

"Anyway, it's enough to have a good fight." Tulakov picked his nostrils indifferently.
To be continued...