Dungeon Player

The door with the number [77] written in front of me is an iron door made entirely of steel, and the small window above the door is also blocked by iron sheets.

Sherlock stretched out his hand and placed it on the iron door. As the magic power completely covered the iron door, the iron door in front of him seemed to disappear. Behind the iron door, there was a scene that even Sherlock was surprised by.

"What a bold picture, Lord Sherlock." Blue said with a teasing tone.

"Although I have obtained relevant information, I am still surprised when I see it. Anyway, let's take a picture first."

As Sherlock spoke, he took out a square box-shaped magic prop in his hand, and then took out a piece of gold ore polished into a spherical shape. This is an ore with excellent magic conductivity.

After Sherlock stuffed the spherical gold ore into the magic prop, he began to point the magic prop at the scene behind the iron door in front of him, and those scenes began to be continuously reproduced into the prop.

"That should be enough."

……………

Winterfell Affairs Office Building, City Lord's Assistant Office.

A well-dressed beastman walked into the assistant's office, and the people next to him greeted him respectfully:

"Good morning, Senior Beast."

"Good morning, Beast-senpai."

"Senior Beast, this is your sleeping insect black tea."

The straight-dressed beastman took a cup of the fragrant and steaming Sleepworm black tea from the person next to him, nodded his thanks, and walked into the assistant's office.

Today is another busy day in Winterfell.

The Beast Man, who was called the Senior Beast, sat down, took a sip of the fragrant Sleeping Worm black tea, and then "poof!" He spit out all the black tea and sprayed it on his desk.

"What's wrong? Senior Beast!"

A goblin outside heard the sound and came in in a panic and asked.

"Has anyone come into my office this morning?"

Senior Beast asked loudly.

"No, Senior Beast, no one has entered your office."

The goblin looked a little confused.

"Okay, you go out first."

The senior beast frowned and picked up the golden round stone placed on his desk. Inside the round stone was a scene of him and another thick male beastman "carrying out unspeakable things" together.

Although the picture is small, if you use specific magic props, you can quickly enlarge it to a clear enough level. Without looking, the senior beast knows what is in the picture.

That was the scene last night when he and another male beastman "did terrible things" together in the [Chengcai Teaching Assistant Bookstore] in the dark alley of [Bar 404]!

On the table, there is another letter.

"When you see the letter, please come to the innermost private room of the [Big Trouble] tea restaurant next door to your home immediately. I am pressed for time, so please come immediately. When you come, sit down and listen. Don't ask, just record it if you ask. Carve the stone for your wife and family.”

No, there is only so much content in the entire letter.

Senior Beast angrily tore the letter into pieces. If it weren't for being in the office, he would have even wanted to shout a war cry and carry an ax to kill people.

He wildly swallowed the torn letter into his stomach, and then squeezed the golden ball in his hand hard without crushing it.

His entire green face turned red with anger, he stuffed the golden ball into his pocket, and then went out angrily.

"Senior Beast? Where are you going?"

"In a hurry!"

Under everyone's stunned gaze, Senior Beast ran wildly out of the Winterfell Affairs Office Building, and then ran all the way to the [Big Trouble] tea restaurant. It was breakfast time, and everyone in the tea restaurant was full. .

Senior Beast took a few deep breaths to calm down the rapid breathing caused by running, and then tried his best not to look ferocious on his face. He clenched his fists as big as sandbags and headed towards the innermost box of the "Big Trouble" tea restaurant. went.

After walking inside, it became quieter. Senior Beast tried his best to restrain his urge to smash the box door, and then knocked on the door.

"Come in."

There was a voice coming from inside.

Senior Beast snorted, squeezed his fists, felt the raw power, confirmed his determination to be torn in half by the people inside, and then opened the door.

Sitting in the box was a young demon, a high-ranking demon.

In front of this high-ranking demon, there were a lot of tea drinks. He ordered almost all the tea drinks in this [Big Trouble] tea restaurant.

The face of the upper demon is hidden in the darkness, making it difficult for Senior Beast to see clearly. However, from the pair of complete flesh wings folded behind him and the aura of the upper demon emanating from his body, Senior Beast can still see it. It turns out that this is a high-level demon.

He can't beat it alone.

Sherlock looked at the senior beast who walked in and smelled a smell in the air, which made him frown, but he still asked:

"What to drink?"

"S-Sleepworm black tea will do."

Sherlock picked a cup from the pile of tea in front of him and pushed it over.

"Thanks……"

The beast said this politely.

Sherlock picked up a cup of bloody chrysanthemum tea from the pile of tea in front of him, drank it in one breath like a storm, and then said:

"If you're just one second late, I'll leave and let's get down to business."

Sherlock put a golden round stone in his hand on the table, and then said:

"The thing is very simple. I have checked almost all the eighteen generations of your ancestors. Your name is Beast, your age is 42, and your wife is the daughter of the Lord of Winterfell. That means you are basically sure to come from a related household. She is in Winterfell, the Merchant Alliance. You hold an important position in the branch. Your wife loves you very much and has two children with you. Behind your back and your husband, you learn to read the "Holy Grace" of the Kingdom of Heaven in the bookstore. You also worship Saint Jesus, and your faith is so pious that you even He has the power of holy light! Satan, if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I couldn’t believe it was true. I saw two beastmen emitting holy light in my lifetime. If the city lord or your wife knew about this, I’m afraid you’re dead.”

Sherlock paused for a moment. The beastman in front of him turned pale. Sherlock drank the toad venom milk on the side in one gulp, and then continued:

"I know that two days ago, the goblin boss of Home Inn Magic Items Shop came to see you. Let me guess what he asked you to do, asking you to reject a demon archaeologist who applied for a job two days later, right?"

"you mean?"

The beastman in front of him swallowed.

"Let me ask you first, how many magic stones did he give you?"

Sherlock picked up another cup of blood-topped pig tea and drank it in one gulp.

"Twenty thousand magic stones..."

The beastman said this with some difficulty.

"Has it arrived? The full amount?"

"Arrived, full payment." Beast then said excitedly:

"However, the goblin boss and I have already reached a contract. If the contract is broken, the consequences will be serious."

Sherlock leaned forward, crossed his hands and placed them under his chin, and said:

"That is indeed a very troublesome thing. I am not a bad and scumbag demon. After all, times have changed and demons also pay attention to their conscience. Let's do this. You give me half. I agree that you accept the goblin boss's request. There is no need to go. If you break the contract, you can keep the other half, how about it?"

"Okay...deal."

The beastman hesitated for a moment, but gritted his teeth and agreed. Then he took out his magic stone card, and Sherlock also took out his magic stone card. The two cards were connected together, and the transaction was quickly completed. Sherlock's The magic stone has an additional number of 10,000.

"Don't think I'm trying to trick you. After all, it cost me thousands of Magic Stones and a favor to investigate your information. It's very difficult to find out the information about you people with status. It's just to recover some of the cost." Sherlock put away the magic stone and then said:

"Then let's start talking about the second thing."

"The second thing?"

The beastman suddenly stood up excitedly, but after feeling the golden cobblestone in his pocket, the beastman sat down decadently.

"Well, I need you to hire an archaeologist to participate in the process of developing ancient ruins."

Sherlock nodded and said without any doubt.

"Wha, what? Didn't you just say you won't hire anyone?" The beastman's eyes widened, and he looked at Sherlock in front of him as if he were a schizophrenic patient.

"If the person who applied for the job two days later was not hired, why wasn't the person who applied for the job today not hired?" Sherlock said, taking out a certificate with the name [Rockshire] written on it, and said:

"This is my diploma in archeology. You see, I am a very qualified professional. I am definitely not forcing you to do anything difficult. If it is a written examination, I can also accept the assessment."

"There's no need for the assessment. I know what to do, but I hope you can promise, no, draw up a contract. If I agree to help you do this, you will never give the footage you recorded to anyone in any form." People saw it!" The beast man said with a desperate tone.

"No problem. I like to sign contracts with others. The more detailed the better. Come on, let's discuss my salary. I'll charge you 10,000 magic stones at a time. The settlement will be settled now."

Sherlock said with a smile on his face.

The beast stood up, walked outside the box, punched the air with a combination of storm punches, then went back and sat down:

"I understand. I will give it to you after signing the contract."

Sherlock nodded:

“By the way, I’ll also pay for the tea drinks.”

(Second update, please vote for recommendation~ I have two books, "Xinyue Member in Marvel" and "Welcome to the Monster House", the first order is 88,000, if not, it will be suppressed by the starting point)

The next chapter is scheduled to be at twelve o'clock in the morning. It seems that there will be a ten-minute delay in the scheduled chapter. It's very distressing. What should I do?