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Chapter 212: Don ‘t you guys sll sothing strange?

Translator: 549690339

[ warning: a powerful force is pulling you to an unknown place. Do you wish to choose the automatic ring upgrade? ]

[ prompt: ‘Amber dream’ has lost its effect. ]

[ prompt: Sandy has dispelled the curse for you. He now looks a little exhausted and is in urgent need of so water nourishnt. ]

That powerful force instantly disappeared without a trace.

In that instant.

Roger seed to have returned to reality from an illusion. He looked at the record on the data bar.

His consciousness quickly sank into the ‘fire velvet bag’.

After a full twenty seconds.

Roger found Sandy sprawled out in the 2166th grid.

In the grid.

He saw that Sandy was lying on the two halves of the red-robed mage’s corpse.

His face was full of exhaustion.

Roger quickly took it out and put it in his palm.

“How are you doing?”

He asked with concern.

Immortal di lay there, stupefied.

Roger asked several tis.

He suddenly ca back to life and shouted, ‘

“I’m going to die!”

“I’m going to die!”

Roger hurriedly handed him two carrots.

Holding the carrot, Sandy began to gnaw on it while complaining,

“I’m dead tired!” master, can you tell how many slots this storage device has? ”

Roger’s face was filled with guilt.

“Currently, there are 6080.”

Sandy’s nose twitched, as if she had slled sothing uneasy.

“Currently?” Roger said honestly, ‘

“Yes, I am.”

“I once had a plan to carry ten thousand boxes.”

Sandy shivered when she heard this. After a while.

Only then did he catch his breath.

“Once?”

“In other words, you’re not going to make 10000 -grid bags now, right?”

Roger nodded and said,

“That’s right.”

I’ve modified this plan recently.

Immortal di said in relief, “That’s still acceptable …”

Roger coughed and said, ‘ but my revised plan is 100000 slots …

Sandy’s eyes widened.

His Adam’s apple moved quickly, as if he had a thousand words to say.

In the end.

He sat down dejectedly.

He was speechless.

“But … Even if you can’t keep your promise to clear your backpack, I won’t abandon you.”

Roger said with a pleasant expression, “Did you just dispel the curse for ?” mm, ” Sandy said listlessly.

Roger’s tone beca gentler.

“Why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Immortal di said in surprise, “Don’t we just need hands to dispel the curse?”

“Anyone can do it, right?”

“I’m still better at cleaning!”

Roger’s facial muscles twitched slightly.

But the next mont.

He had seen through Sandy’s exaggerated performance.

[ sixth sense: you noticed that Sandy was deliberately using such an exaggerated way of expression to cover up her knowledge of ‘dispelling the curse’. ]

“This guy’s small body is full of sches, right?”

Roger thought to himself.

Among all the servants.

Sandy was the most mysterious.

This guy could always give him so fancy work.

Considering its strange origin .

Since it didn’t want to say more …

Roger wouldn’t force him.

At that mont.

Roger expressed his gratitude solemnly.

She then stuffed him back into the Tinder bag.

A mont later.

Roger then went to the grid near where Sandy was.

He stuffed so more carrots, magic water bags, and turtle strength.

The next morning.

Nothing happened in the red robes ‘camp.

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

Under Vera’s command.

They began to speed up the progress.

That evening.

All the amber on the ruins were cut open.

After the intense battle.

The red robes and the slingshot Roger worked hard.

A total of 40 fallen sub-angels of varying strength had been killed.

The related progress bar was almost in place.

And now …

Roger’s waist and abdon strength had increased by 2.6 tis!

If you add the macho belt.

It could achieve an effect that was close to three tis!

He found a tree and tried it.

So of the more difficult fitness moves in his previous life …

For example, [ human body flag l.

To him, it was as simple as drinking water and eating.

If they were to return to Earth just like that .

He estimated that he would be able to achieve the ‘King of the crows’ milestone.

After dealing with the amber of legacy.

The red-robed expert in secret doors began to crack the “secret lock” on the entrance of the half-plane. It was worth ntioning.

Roger noticed.

After the amber was destroyed.

The curses on the red robes, including Vera, had not been removed! This ant .

There should be other Ember of legacy in the interdinsional space.

His specialty was expected to reach its peak.

But just as Roger was watching the commotion around the lock of secret texts

Vera suddenly walked towards him.

He then ordered in a cold tone, ‘

“Mr. Sak, the director’s work has been completed.”

“Now, please leave.”

Roger didn’t answer.

The scar-faced man and Yorick, the shadow Man, appeared behind Vera.

The latter said darkly,

“Ms. Vera.”

“Don’t tell you’re really moved by compassion?” “It’s such a waste to use such a good cannon fodder.”

Vera said with a blank expression,

“I said, let him go.”

“Did you not hear ?”

Yorick snorted coldly and did not say anything else.

“I’m not leaving!”

It was a critical mont.

Roger could only put on an act and roar with a red face,

“I want to protect you!”

Vera’s eyes showed a trace of pity.

She was about to say sothing. A joyful voice ca into her ears,

“The password lock is open!”

“The entrance to the interdinsional space should be safe!”

Roger suddenly walked over quickly.

As he walked, he shouted,

“I’m not leaving!”

“I will prove that I am valuable!”

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