Chapter 444 The Man Who Picked up Things

Afterwards, after exchanging a few words, I said goodbye to Shan Yong.

When I got home and lay on the bed, I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Shan Yong was mine. I was able to save the day this time. But lucky things won't happen again and again. What's the possibility next time? If something that would harm my guild falls on someone else, the result would be unpredictable.

The top priority is to strengthen yourself and resolutely keep a low profile. If you can avoid attracting others' attention, do your best not to attract others' attention, so as to avoid more troubles and accumulate strength.

Thinking back to the list of guilds recorded in the notebook, in addition to my guild, the name of Harold's guild was also listed on it, but the position was higher, in the first few lines of the first page.

On the side of his guild, a ‘※’ was drawn. Shan Yong told me that this symbol means important. Make friends as much as possible if you can make friends. If you can’t make friends, never cause conflicts.

It seems that the second young master is still wary of the existence of Harold's Valiant Guild.

This also reflects from the side that the energy contained in Harold's heroic guild is far beyond that of ordinary large guilds.

However, the names of the five major guilds in the Zephyr Continent are not marked on the book. I heard from Shan Yong that the second young master meant specifically for these guilds in the book. As for those that are not marked in the book, don't worry about them. Once they are involved, Those guilds that are not marked will immediately cancel their operations.

These unmarked guilds mainly refer to the five major guilds. In other words, with the strength of the five major guilds, even people like the Second Young Master will never be provoked.

What is the strength of the five major guilds?

So far, this question remains an unsolved mystery for me.

I have interacted with four of the five major guilds, namely: Jin Siqi, Xu Tengbo, Monroe and President Aoli.

If I go into detail, there are Bao Manli, Yu Shuangli, and a group of girls who call me the pervert.

Among the people I have come into contact with, from what I know, President Aoli is definitely the most powerful, followed by Monroe, then Xu Tengbo, and finally Jin Siqi.

However, these can only represent a relatively common part of the combat power among the five major guilds.

President Aoli once told me that the strength of the five major guilds is comparable, and there are many branches. With his current strength, he can only be regarded as one of the many upper-level dwarf guilds. Oh, by the way, I forgot. It shows that President Aoli's strength is level 11, which is only two levels away from the female warrior of the 13th level elves, who is known as the strongest.

What kind of existence is a thirteenth-level elf female warrior? I once asked him at the wine table.

President Aoli stroked his beard and answered me: "She is simply a genius born for fighting. Every move seems to be dancing. It is so beautiful that it makes people confused. The most terrifying thing is the speed of her sword. Even if I can sense where she is going to attack, and it is extremely difficult to get out of the way. I have fought with her twice, and both ended in me being defeated miserably. The most embarrassing thing is that from beginning to end, I couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes. Didn’t touch it.”

Naturally, a man's topic cannot be separated from the appearance of a woman, so I also asked him about the appearance and figure of the female elf warrior.

President Aoli's eyes were straight. It took him a while to come to his senses, he drank a bowl of wine, and then said in a rare and obsessed tone: "She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life!"

I don’t know whether President Aulë uses the dwarves as the standard, the human race as the standard, or all mankind as the standard. I don’t have the nerve to ask, and of course, I don’t dare to ask.

This question is no less sensitive than a loving couple asking a single person if he or she is a virgin.

He will turn the table over in minutes!

After thinking wildly for a while, I didn't know when I fell asleep. Anyway, when I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn.

The clinical Jackson was snoring, and his mouth was clicking from time to time. The most important thing was that under his face, there was a photo. Even without looking at it, I knew whose photo it belonged to - it must reflect the boss lady's. Grace.

After washing up, I changed my clothes and walked out of the door.

I plan to rush to the dungeon early and upgrade as many monsters as possible to prepare for the future.

When I passed the fifteenth floor, I met Yang Guo and his group who had also just entered.

"It's so early~" I greeted them.

Yang Gao nodded: "Morning."

Liu Yu on the side still had a frosty look on his face, but fortunately his hostility towards me had subsided a lot, probably because of the fact that I had safely sent Yang Guo home yesterday.

Duanmuyu saw me in the middle of the team and stuck her head out. This time, I didn't see the little stick figure on her head. It was probably either crushed or taken back by her.

"Do you want to go deeper?" I asked.

Yang Guo shook his head: "No, we will just farm monsters on this level."

"Oh, I'll go first then, bye."

With that said, he waved goodbye to them.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion or something, but I feel that the dialogue between myself and Yang Jiu feels much more tacit, like friends who have played together since childhood.

As I walked along, I didn't meet anyone I knew, and I went straight to the nineteenth floor.

As soon as I entered the door, a dark ghost-faced spider rushed towards me.

Without saying anything, I drew my knife and slashed randomly, creating a bloody path full of coins and materials.

However, after rushing out for dozens of meters, I realized that the money and materials were still not picked up!

So, I turned back and started picking up things.

A little girl picking mushrooms while humming while picking up the things she knocked down is also a kind of elegance. However, I am not a little girl, and the mushrooms I pick are not small mushrooms. I am a pure picker. The old man of things.

The groups of adventurers who passed by looked at me with contempt after seeing me collecting money and materials, and they couldn't help but get out of the way.

I even heard one of the group of adventurers say to the men and women around him: "Stay away, stay away quickly. This person is not a normal guy at first glance. He dares to come to the 19th floor to scavenge alone. He is not mentally ill." He is just crazy about killing monsters. In short, he is definitely not a normal person. Stay away as much as possible!"

Although their voices are quiet, my hearing is more sensitive.

I felt very helpless hearing these words, but I couldn't bear to part with the coins and materials scattered on the ground. I had no choice but to pretend not to hear, lowered my head, and continued to 'scavenge'.

After picking it up for a while, most of the scattered items were put into the bag, but a small part was still picked up by a passing team of adventurers.

Sighing, I had to continue to brush monsters, but this time I was no longer as desperate as before, but picked them up while brushing them. After a while, I felt that my waist was sore.

At this moment, not far behind, a familiar voice came over: "Why don't you hire a follower? Don't you want to give up the money?"

"Yes." I sighed, turned around and smiled: "A penny saved is a penny saved. This is my motto. By the way, Harold, you guys came too late today~"