Chapter 285: Chapter 220: The Elf Aunt Who Might Be an Enemy
"I’m number one!"
Roger’s excited voice hasn’t stopped since he finished compiling the intelligence.
Gapar and the others got sick of hearing it, and as soon as they entered Bed City, they quickly distanced themselves from this guy who sacrificed sleep and sanity, and each went back to deal with their own affairs.
Although Roger wrote the intelligence summary by pulling an all-nighter, he is still quite exhilarated, probably because these things were entirely his own ideas, and since it’s for his own work, he doesn’t feel tired.
If it was for soone else’s work and involved overti on so shitty job no dog would even touch, he’d probably feel drained within minutes and start pondering the aning of life.
Yeah, what is the aning of life, endless overti?
Roger didn’t think about such profound things; he didn’t even know where the end of the universe was, how could he possibly know the aning of life, to him, it was probably finding that bird from his childhood.
"Where should I release the information? The bulletin board over there seems good, lots of people, but it’s too noisy, maybe go to the adventurer’s guild, though fewer people, the elites are there, they’ll definitely recognize the value of my information."
"Right, should I charge for it, hehe, if it sells well I’ll buy more at for Hathaway, the money should let
lie... cough, let
do so research for a while."
He tilted his head back and downed a Physical Potion, his palm shone slightly, he wiped his face with his hand, using a simple appearance-changing magic to erase all signs of dark circles, making himself look no different from a normal person, just a slightly weaker voice.
"BAM—"
He forcefully pushed open the door, in his mind he had imagined countless tis how he would make his entrance, yes, the sound of the door opening should attract everyone’s attention, then I confidently walk to the center under everyone’s gaze and my information gets a popular reception.
But the reality was, people did glance at him, but not a second of silence occurred, people continued discussing their topics fervently.
Ah, this isn’t like what I imagined.
Roger was stunned for a mont, nearly hit by the door swinging back.
It’s okay, even though the initial effect wasn’t quite what I imagined, as long as I go and announce the information, there will definitely be a turnaround.
He unbuttoned his coat, reached for the intelligence stored inside, just as he was pulling it out halfway, he suddenly saw sothing familiar.
"Huh?"
Roger’s movent paused, staring at an adventurer, not because he saw an enemy or soone who owed money and didn’t pay, but because... the person was wearing a luminous stone mask!
Ah? Isn’t that equipnt only obtained from the spade room, why is it appearing here?
Due to the mask, he couldn’t see clearly who the wearer was, but judging from the refined body and aura, it should be a strong elite adventurer, if so, it’s not strange that this person got the mask.
But doesn’t this an that soone in Bed City already knows the information inside!
Roger hadn’t disregarded this problem, so he made the intelligence on Lake Lienia the highlight, he was acting together with the Sword Saint and Magic Professor, he should know more things.
I still have a chance!
But irritation began rising in his heart, he suddenly overheard a conversation of adventurers at a nearby table.
"Hey, have you heard about Lake Lienia, that new map that’s been really hot lately, it’s said to teleport you to Val City."
"Of course, we’re not deaf, but that place is difficult, until now only elites could get in."
Lake Lienia!
Capturing the keyword, Roger’s pupils shivered, the manuscript in his hand wrinkled sowhat, he continued eavesdropping.
"Difficult? But I heard from soone who went there that the exploration difficulty is even lower than Fran Fort, no disgusting Poison Swamp, and the Monster are quite scattered, plus the scenery is particularly nice."
"Is it? But I heard that the monsters there are very strong, even a lobster can shoot your head from 800 ters."
"Just a lobster? You kidding ? I heard soone encountered a residual shadow person selling cooked lobster claws, could be caught and cooked, how strong can a lobster be?"
Lobsters are f***ing strong, dude, scarier than Soul-sucking Ghosts, Roger couldn’t help cursing in his mind.
He completely stuffed the manuscript back into his inner pocket, pretending to wander carelessly inside the guild, but actually eavesdropping on people’s conversations.
"Mugram is so handso, I really like the feeling of him stabbing around!"
n, tone it down.
"Don’t you think the Tutor Hat is sexy, it moans when you dig into it."
That’s outrageous.
"Why didn’t it react when I did it, even said my Intelligence wasn’t enough and hurried
away?"
This guy’s got the makings of a Berserker.
While listening and secretly comnting, Roger despairingly discovered—the information he was ready to disclose had already spread among the adventurers!
Just by eavesdropping, he couldn’t determine exactly what level of information the adventurers had, inevitably there were so omissions.
In fact, the Skyrim Strategy Group, Luluwo and others knew less information than Roger, lacking about Academy Gate Town, Curry, Phosphorite Key, and others, after all, since they died once and were teleported out, they quickly headed to Bed City to be the first-hand "uncle party".
Roger’s information still had great value, but now he was hit by the news of "I’m not the first
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