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Chapter 60 The Real Female Man

Green and his group chose two adjacent rooms, Green and Shaqiya slept with one room, and Mitchell slept with one room alone.

After paying for the three-day accommodation fee, Doris went downstairs to prepare dinner and hot water for Green and his group.

"It's already very late. Today we have a good rest, go to the streets to replenish supplies tomorrow morning, and go to the adventure union in the afternoon." Green arranged a little later the itinerary so that Michele could be mentally prepared.

"If you want to replenish supplies, I don't need it." Mitchell said weakly. As a newcomer, Mitchell's financial situation is not very good, so he is very sensitive to unnecessary consumption.

Hearing Michele's words, Green thought for a while: "Well... if you have the conditions in the future, we will get you a mail, but we really don't have that much money now, so we can only wait until we make money in the future before upgrading our equipment."

Using divine arts is to borrow the power of gods, and it does not require communication and resonance with nature like a mage or a druid. Even wearing plate armor will not affect the power of divine arts. Therefore, in the early stage of the game, many clergy like to wear lock mail or even plate armor when fighting - the premise is that they bear enough weight and do not violate their faith.

As the priest of the Mother of Earth, even wearing plate armor is not against faith. Therefore, as long as her strength and physique are high enough, she can wear plate armor to fight. Even if she is not strong enough, it is still okay to wear a mail - although it is not very comfortable to wear mail under the priest's robe, it is better than losing her life.

Mail + priest robe + mallet, this is the standard equipment for most priests. In other words, Mitchell's current equipment is not even as good as that of novice!

Although Mitchell's equipment is very bad, Green does not intend to help her improve the quality of equipment. As a player, Green does not mind spending money on NPCs, but the premise is that the money spent can improve the team's combat effectiveness. Even if you buy a set of mail for Mitchell, it will only slightly improve her survivability, which will make the entire team's strength minimal. In this case, it is obviously more efficient to use limited team funds on Green.

As a senior magic apprentice, Green now only knows flashing and water-making techniques. The battle depends entirely on bows and arrows and magic props (guns and cannons), and sometimes even pick up swords and rush forward to chop! He knows nothing at all, and he is not good at anything. The potential of the advanced mage apprentice has not been discovered at all. Before, it was because there was no choice, but now that he has returned to the city, he should naturally consider his next development direction.

After dinner, Green took a pen and paper and pondered about tomorrow's itinerary in the room.

"The things you must buy include changing underwear, and Micheer's maid outfit. Then there are magic books and magic... If you can get magic potions, it would be great. Life skills will focus on pharmacy. It will be much more convenient if you can make magic potions yourself in the future."

Green wanted a lot of things, but after calculating the funds he had, the room for choice suddenly became much less. Ordinary clothing costs a lot, but the prices of things related to magic are very outrageous. Things like magic potions are even more money-free. There is no "player-made" in this world, and the price of potions is much higher than in the game, so pharmacy has become a life skill that Green must master.

After careful consideration, Green recorded what he would buy tomorrow on paper, then sat on the bed and meditated for half an hour, recovered his magic and spirit, and then rolled into the bed.

Perhaps because of meditation before bed, Green fell asleep quickly, but Mitchell, who lived in the next room, tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Mitchell didn't sleep all night last night and had been traveling for a day during the day. It is said that Mitchell should be able to fall asleep soon at this time. But the fact is that Mitchell had insomnia again.

Want to go to the toilet very much...

Because of psychological shadows, Micheer will be too nervous when she is alone, and she will be unable to excrete. In order to solve this problem, Micheer thought of a solution: that is, to hold it until she can't hold it in! As long as she can successfully excrete under a person's situation, she may be able to heal her psychological shadow.

Hold it! Hold it! Until I can't hold it!

In order to heal her psychological shadow, Mitchell has been desperate.

"My merciful mother of the earth, you are the mother of all things, the foundation of the world, the origin of everything..." Micheer kept praying with his eyes closed.

Because I couldn't sleep, Mitchell kept praying all night; because I was holding it in, Mitchell felt that the night was particularly long.

At dawn, a knock on the door suddenly came outside the house.

"Knock and knock~"

"Mitchell, are you awake? Let's go down and have breakfast together."

Green's voice came from outside the house, which made Mitchell's muscles tremble involuntarily, and the originally locked bladder and rectum suddenly relaxed.

"Um!~No!!!" Micheer couldn't help but scream, followed by a wet heat coming from his crotch.

The outside of the house suddenly fell silent for a few seconds, and then the door was suddenly knocked open from outside.

Green walked in from outside, looked around the situation inside, then turned his eyes to Michele, who was kneeling on the ground: "What happened?"

"Woo~ Well~" Micheer sat on the ground, still maintaining a prayer posture, making some unknown sounds from her mouth, and her body twitched involuntarily.

Green sniffed, and seemed to smell a scent in the air.

This smell is...

Green seemed to have noticed something, and looked at Mitchell, who was kneeling on the ground with a confused face.

After a while, Mitchell finally stopped twitching, and the confusion in his mouth slowly stopped, but there was still a soulless expression on his face.

Green was silent for a while: "You are incontinent again?"

Hearing Green's words, Mitchell was in a bad mood. At this time, Mitchell wanted to dig a hole and drill in!

"I'll go down first, you can clean up and get out too." Green said and turned around and left the room. Staying here would only embarrass both sides.

Watching Green leave, Mitchell looked desperate. Woooooo~ It's really a shame!!!

When Green walked downstairs, he saw a group of muscle brothers who were sleeping like corpses. Six muscle brothers fell on the ground like corpses, piled up there, looking like they were dead. If their chests were not still undulating, they might have been regarded as murder scenes.

The moment Green walked into the tavern, a muscle brother suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the ground, and threw a "corpse" pressed on him on the ground. The "corpse" hit the ground, making a dull collision sound. The sound was painful just to hear, but the "corpse" seemed to care at all, turned over, scratched their crotch, and then fell asleep again.

The brother who woke up stared at Green, as if he had seen something interesting.

He was a brother with a baby face, and his terrifying muscles that were comparable to a bodybuilding champion made people feel a strong sense of oppression just by looking at it, but he had a cute baby face, which looked like a strong sense of incongruity. He was not wearing clothes on his body, and even underwear... Fuck! No! There wasn't that under him! This is a girl!

The style of the whole world changed suddenly.

Cute baby face + brother's body + girl? What the hell is this!?

Green suffered 50 critical damage and his SAN value dropped by 50 points.

"Wow! What a cute little handsome guy~" The real tomboy ran towards Green with a cute voice.

Looking at the girl rushing towards her, Green's feet were soft. Her cute face, cute voice, and girls without clothes were obviously very pleasing to the eye, but why... why... why did I want to escape?

Mom! Help! There are monsters!
Chapter completed!
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