It's the little Sword Spirit girl from Dawn Sword, and now her voice is getting clearer.
Dick suppressed the excitement in his heart and responded secretly, "I will definitely not sell you. Don't you believe in the master's strength?"
"I... believe Master." The lingering voice gradually dissipated.
"Okay, I agree." Dick replied to the tauren whose eyes were as wide as copper bells.
The two of them sat on the coral chairs and got into a good posture.
Dick stretched out his left hand, which looked particularly slender compared to Niuniu's thick right hand.
The two hands were held tightly together.
Niuniu The muscles all over his body bulged, and his dilated nostrils kept spitting out white air.
While exerting force in a muffled voice, he firmly grasped the edge of the table with his right hand, cracking the stone tabletop, and pressed down hard.
But the thin human opposite him just looked at him with a smile and raised his eyebrows from time to time.
Niuniu's face turned purple. He took a sharp breath and shouted, and the veins at the corners of his eyes bulged out.
But Dick had veins on the back of his hand, but his expression remained normal, and his suppressed arm always hovered three inches away from the table.
Not long after, Niuniu's forehead was dripping with sweat.
The coral cowboy hat shouted anxiously from the side, "Dick, what's wrong with you? Try harder, I'm going to put all my money on you!"
At this time, less than one-third of the Haima Green Smoke has burned.
Dick shouted loudly, and with a "bang", Niuniu's thick arms were pressed on the stone table.
The two let go of their hands, Niuniu rubbed his already blue arms, drooped two scaly cow ears, lowered his head and muttered:
"I lost, Dick."
He reluctantly took off the money bag from his waist and handed it to the demon hunter opposite.
Dick stood up, accepted the money bag without hesitation, and stood on tiptoe to gently pat Niuniu on the shoulder, "Young man, if you work harder in the future, you still have a chance to defeat me."
He ignored the silent murlocs around him and walked straight to the cowboy hat.
The man in the coral cowboy hat had a big smile on his face. Judging from the breed, he seemed to belong to Shar-Pei, and his wrinkles were deeply drawn when he laughed.
He handed Dick an even bigger money bag.
Dick is satisfied with all the money bags deposited into the space badge.
When he turned to leave, the crowd spontaneously made way for him.
This is the respect the fish people show for the strong.
"Well, it seems that the harvest today is not bad." Dick murmured to himself and walked to the teleportation gate that was shining with white light in the square.
Two fishmen were guarding the door, one of whom was the one who warned Dick not to do business casually.
"Have you decided where you want to go?"
"Just go to other cities and have a look."
Dick said hello and stepped into the portal.
As soon as he entered, many deep-sea writings appeared above his sight.
After a brief guess, he realized that this inscription magic technology showed the names of deep-sea towns. He didn't know the meaning of each name anyway, so he clicked on one at random with his finger.
The next moment, the figure disappeared from the square.
A fishman guard wondered, "Cape? Why would he go to such a remote village?"
"Whatever, as long as you don't cause trouble, it's fine. Come on, I have some good seaweed smoke, and it's also mixed with the latest cultivated granny scallops."
As the fishman spoke, he actually took out a green cigarette from the water plant pocket on his waist.
The two fishmen immediately lit cigarettes, wagging their tails, and chatting in low voices, very comfortable.
Dick only felt that the vision in the portal was brightening and then darkening. When it lit up again, he had arrived at his destination.
Looking around, the jagged black coral is like an upside-down sword, cutting the village into broken spots of light.
Parasitic vines squirmed between the gaps in the buildings, spraying out fluorescent blue spores from time to time.
Although I live in Deep-Sea World, Dick always feels that the mountain villages here have many similarities with the mountain villages on the border of the Panda Continent.
There is no prosperity like the capital here. There are huts woven with unknown vines everywhere. The floor woven with fluorescent seaweed undulates slightly under the film barrier, carrying the unique salty smell of the deep sea.
However, there is a clear difference between this place and the countryside of the Panda Continent:
Like the capital of the fishmen, there is also a huge membrane upside down outside the deep sea mountain village, and the fishmen live inside.
Dick walked along the mountain village path and found that there were very few fishmen here.
They stared closely at Dick from time to time, probably out of curiosity about humans they had never seen before.
Dick I went through the entire village and couldn't find anything like a notice board.
It seemed that he had to find another way. He thought to himself.
He came to the open space in the middle of the mountain village and shouted as loudly as he did in the capital of Deep-Sea World: "Whoever has trouble come to me, the price is fair, and I am honest!"
Scattered fish-men were attracted, and the looks in their eyes were as novel as humans seeing talking monkeys.
However, time passed quickly and after the novelty faded, they found that there was nothing interesting about the human being in front of them, and they gradually dispersed.
When the surrounding area became deserted again, Dick knew that this method would not work.
"Now it seems that I have to go to other places to see, let's just take a walk here."
Just as he was about to leave, a faint whisper came from the front, "Come this way."
He noticed a little Slithereen hiding under the eaves of the thatched hut.
The upper body is naked and blue, and the shoulder blades are covered with scales.
Little Slithereen hooked his index finger at Dick, then quickly turned his head and disappeared behind the hut.
Dick understood this and followed closely behind little Slithereen. The little thing didn't stop until he came to a remote corner.
"Can you really help me?"
"Okay, but I have to charge some commission fee."
"I still have some Siren coins, but can you really help me?" Little Slithereen confirmed again.
"Of course you can." Dick repeated without boredom, "Kid, relax."
"My name is not kid, my name is Guoguo. That's right, my mother was killed last night." When these words were spoken, Guoguo's eyes turned red.
"Huh? There was a murder. Didn't you report it to the police? Or ask the village chief for help?"
"The fishman guards don't come here often, they just patrol regularly. And, what is a village chief?"
"Then you didn't ask anyone else for help?"
"No one in the village cares about us because we are outsiders and will be marginalized."
"Where is your mother's body? Can you take me to see it?"
"Follow me."
Guoguo hooked up again, and the two of them walked around the hills covered with water plants and huge coral reefs. After walking around several more coral reefs, a slightly tilted small house appeared in front of them.
In front of the house, a female fish-man who is slightly larger than Hugo and looks similar is looking around with a sad look on her face.
Seeing Hugo approaching, a smile appeared on her face, but when she saw Dick behind him, she took a step back timidly.
"Alps!" Guoguo ran up to the girl in a few steps and hugged the girl's snake tail with his short hands.
"Hugo, why did you come back? I'm almost anxious to death." Her tone was serious, but the movement of her right hand squeezing the little boy's head was extremely gentle.
"Sister, I found a human who is a demon hunter and said he could help us."
"I am Dick, don't be afraid." Dick also slowly took two steps forward.
"Don't come here, Witcher." The girl suddenly showed the bone spurs in her wrists, and her scales turned a warning scarlet red. "How can a terrestrial species know about the deep sea? You are not welcome here, leave now."