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I cut off the broken filaments and looked closely at the light of the roof.

The filament is like silk, imperceptible, and with a slight wave of the arm, it can be shaken with the ups and downs of the air current, which shows its light weight.

However, it was such a silky, light filament, but it was enough to bear the weight of Su Tengbo and many others, and it was able to withstand my blow without combat skills, which really shocked me.

handed the filament to Su Tengbo, who looked stunned and frightened, and said with hypocritical concern: "How do you feel?" ”

At this time, although Su Tengbo was gasping for breath, he still did not wake up from his fear, he looked at me like an idiot, his eyes were terrifying, as if he had lost his soul.

I was a little worried, so I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Are you okay?" ”

Su Tengbo was gently patted by me, trembling all over, and then, as if he had returned to his soul, he slammed to the ground, and his face was as white as paper in an instant.

"Hey, are you alright?" I didn't know why, but I finally felt that something was wrong, and I hurriedly leaned down to investigate Su Tengbo's physical condition.

But I'm not a pastor, so I don't know how to check my condition, so I can only look up and down indiscriminately, and at the same time secretly curse myself in my heart why I didn't think of bringing a pastor out with me?

At this moment, the leader of the Iron Wolf Guild stepped forward, squatted down, and began to check Su Tengbo's body.

After checking a little, he said, "It's okay, I'm just frightened, let's take a little rest here first." ”

I nodded, and the group sat down side by side against the wall, which had many advantages, as they could hold on to the raised rock wall when they were suddenly stuck to the filaments, and the others would be able to take time to help.

As soon as I sat down, I couldn't wait to ask the Iron Wolf Guild leader, "Are you a priest?" ”

The Iron Wolf Guild leader nodded.

"No wonder, I see that you are very professional in your technique when you inspect Su Tengbo" I asked again, "So, you have also done the fading task?" ”

He nodded again.

"Already done?"

He shook his head.

I'm a little crazy, I'm not good at this guy who has more expressions than words.

Just thinking about whether it was time to chat with Harold Yura and them, the iron wolf leader suddenly spoke: "My name is Monroe, and your name is An Xiaoyi, right?" ”

I nodded.

"I see that you are not very old, how can you have such a heavy killing intent?" Monroe frowned, his face was very serious, and said, "What did you do before?" ”

"How long ago did you say that?"

"Hmm......" Monroe was silent for a moment, "is that what you did before you became an adventurer?" ”

"Oh, you said at that time," I thought about it, but I still don't want to hide it: "At that time, I was an otaku, very homely, very homely, and I might not go out of the house once a year." ”

These words directly made everyone confused, not only confused, but also confused.

"What do you mean by otaku?"

Jura asked, tilting her head.

"Oh, otaku," I thought for a while, and said, "It's the one that I carry at home every day, and I don't step out of the door, and I don't communicate directly with other people face-to-face, the highest state of eating and waiting for death." ”

Yura listened to it and smiled: "It's also very appropriate to say this, every day in addition to going home, is to soak in the dungeon, and fighting monsters is just one person to fight by himself, and I never see you and the second person team up together." ”

Oh, the word otaku was unexpectedly interpreted by Yura with a new definition.

Monroe thought for a moment and said, "Then you haven't done any other jobs?" ”

Looking at his interrogating eyes, I spread my hands: "Are you torturing the prisoner?" ”

His attitude softened a little and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a little ...... about your sudden explosion of killing intent just now Discomfort, gaffe. ”

"It's okay, I can understand" I laughed: "Don't say it's you, it's those monsters in the dungeon, when you see me in that state, you'll also run away, oh, don't mind, I'm not comparing you to those monsters, but your senses are very sharp, yes, that's it." ”

As I explained, I sarcastically mocked him with all sorts of sarcastic words.

Monroe moved his mouth, and in the end, he didn't say a word.

Harold fiddled with the thin wire I handed him for a while, and said, "I didn't expect the toughness of this thin wire to be so good, can you guess what material it is made of?" ”

I shook my head, "I don't know, maybe it's spider silk, but I've rarely seen ghost-faced spiders use spider silk as a means of attack." ”

"You've only seen a ghost-faced spider a few times," Jin Siqi mocked.

"Oh? Looks like you've seen a ghost-faced spider spin silk attack."

Jin Siqi didn't speak, just snorted coldly.

Monroe took the filament, looked at it carefully for a while, and said to Yura, "Yura, use a fire magic." ”

Yura understood what he meant, raised her magic wand, and with a gentle touch on the filament, hula, a tiny fireball flew out of the head of the wand and hit the filament.

The filament shrank like burnt silk in an instant, and within a few seconds, it turned into flying ash, and at the same time, a strange smell filled the surrounding space.

The smell is a little burnt, a little choking, cliffs and burning plastic are two different feelings.

It's more like the smell of burnt heads.

When I was in junior high school, I burned the head of the girl at the front table with a lighter.

It also gave me a taste of being beaten by a group of girls for the first time so far, and they were better at scratching and kicking people than boys' punches.

In short, on the way home that night, people who knew me would invariably ask me: Did you tease the wild cat?

It's a bit of a stretch......

The head is composed of protein, and the burnt head is equivalent to burning protein, and the strange taste is unforgettable.

And at this moment, the emanation of the burnt filaments is also this weird smell.

I decided in my heart that it might be spider silk.

But I didn't say, firstly, where the source of the filament was, I didn't find it, and secondly, without any scientific basis, I said it was spider silk, and they could still think that it was a secret weapon made by someone.

In short, the conclusion is based on exact conditions, and since I don't have definite evidence, I can't confirm what it is.

While I was searching, I heard Monroe say, "Do you know where the source of the thread is?" ”

The others shook their heads, and I said, "Isn't it in the depths of the cave?" ”

"How do you know?" Monroe asked again.

I said, "This is the thread I cut off, of course I'll know." ”