The next morning, when the sky cleared, two travelers hurriedly left with the Magic Iron Mine. Judging from Lorentz's expression, they should have made a lot of money in this business.

Green was also very satisfied with the transaction. Green and his group had limited loads, and the pile of ore was originally "unable to take away" debris. It was considered to be a good use to exchange them for a batch of materials that they could use.

Shortly after the two travellers left, Green and Shaqiya also began to pack their luggage.

"Green, are we really not going to explore that dungeon?" Shaqiya couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you planning to become a pioneer lord? That dungeon looks very complete. If the monsters inside can be eliminated, it will be a ready-made territory."

"The idea is good, but we don't have the strength to match it." Green stuffed the fine gold ore into the innermost part of the backpack. "If we had the strength of the golden level, I might consider exploring that dungeon, but we don't have that strength."

"Then...we're going to hire a group of adventurers to explore that ruin?"

Green's expression slightly sucked: "Please don't do this! There is a saying in my hometown: 'If you don't do it, you won't die'. I don't want to report to the Styx at such a young age."

Shaqiya looked confused: "Why?"

Green looked at Shaqiya with a strange expression: "There is an old saying in our hometown: A man is guilty of being guilty of being a treasure. As you said, if I could guide that dungeon, I could become a pioneer lord. How many people in the world can resist the temptation of becoming a pioneer lord? Once a third person knows it, it is very likely to attract unnecessary peeping."

"A man is guilty of being guilty of being a treasure..." Shaqiya lowered her head and savored this sentence carefully, "Words full of philosophy and wisdom. Green, where is your hometown?" Shaqiya became interested in Green's origin.

"A very far place, it's very peaceful." Green paused, a hint of tangle appeared on his face, "It's a pity that I can't go back."

Shaqiya thought for a while: "A place similar to Melodia?"

"It's almost, it's just farther away than Melodia." Green waved his hand, unwilling to continue on this topic, "I won't talk about this anymore. In short, the matter of that cave must not be known to the third party!"

"But the two travelers had already known about this place before." Shaqiya was a little worried.

"It should be no big problem. The two travelers didn't know that it was a teleportation magic array, and I had already destroyed the teleportation magic array. Even if they came back to check, they wouldn't find anything." Greenton paused, "In fact, even if they were discovered, it would be no big deal. Anyway, we have all left by then, and even if they discovered the ruins below, it would have nothing to do with us."

"It has nothing to do with us..." Shaqiya seemed a little surprised, "Aren't you planning to occupy this territory?"

Green looked at Shaqiya with a look of foolish eyes: "If you want to become a pioneer lord, you must at least have the strength to match it. With my current strength, I can't defend even if I have a territory. My first priority now is to level up, temper myself, and improve my strength, rather than wasting my energy on the territory."

In fact, it doesn't matter if this ruin is guided by others, and Green won't feel too distressed. Because as a "prophet", Green can find many better ruins, and there is no need to be obsessed with it.

Looking at Green's confident attitude, Shaqiya's expression was a little complicated: "...I finally believe that you really may become the pioneer lord."

"What!" Green looked shocked, "Didn't you believe I could become the pioneer lord before?"

Shaqiya puffed up cutely: "Never normal people believe it."

Green raised his eyebrows: "Well...forget it. Since you believe that I will become the pioneer lord now, are you interested in becoming my follower? Sign up now and you will become my number one follower."

At this time, Shaqiya no longer regards Green as a little brat who "loves to dream", so Shaqiya involuntarily began to seriously consider Green's proposal.

"I... are witches, and I have the blood of a demon." Shaqiya stretched out her hand to cover her left eye hidden under her bangs with a complicated expression. That different eye is the proof of Shaqiya's bloodline.

Green felt very calm about this: "Well, I know."

"You... do you know?" Green's calm attitude surprised Shaqiya: "Aren't you afraid?"

Green sneered: "Why are you afraid?" Girl, do you know, "witch" is an A-level "hidden bloodline" in the eyes of players. Ordinary players may not be able to get it even if they want to get it.

Shaqiya opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

Green looked at Shaqiya and seemed to see what she thought: "I don't think bloodline can determine everything. Angels are also depraved, and demons are also longing for light. As a wise creature, the way to go in the future is determined by one's will rather than bloodline."

Players are a group of incompetents who dare to abduct demons. No matter what bloodline you have, as long as they are not enemies, everything is easy to negotiate. In fact, there are quite a few players in the demon camp. Since opening the abyss camp, many game studios have also invested their main players in the abyss camp and then started to "sell" their teammates - because players in all camps can obtain high experience points when killing demons, so it is easier to take over the business of training if they go to the abyss camp. For major game studios, as long as someone pays money, they are willing to sell everything, whether it is intelligence, teammates, or even their own characters. In a sense, players are a group of people who are more evil and chaotic than demons. If it weren't for the system's restrictions, the whole world would have been turned upside down by players.

Shaqiya didn't understand the players' thinking, and was moved to death after hearing Green's spiritual chicken soup.

After opening his mouth, Shaqiya couldn't say a word for a long time.

Huh? It seems that there is a chance? Green was a little excited when he saw Shaqiya's expression.

"Shaqiya, do you want to be my first follower?" Green struck while the iron was hot and invited Shaqiya again.

After being poured into Green a pot of spiritual chicken soup, Shaqiya was moved: "Well... let me think about it."
Chapter completed!