The people walking in the dungeon are really not normal Chapter 903 Flower Heart

Chapter 903 Flower Heart

Chapter 903 Flower Heart

The game between guilds is often chaotic, and even the slightest noise can be seen as a pawn.

Just because we've been with Emily all day, the rest of the Moonlight guilds think we're connected to the Rose Legion.

Gossip and comparison, as long as you are human, you can't get rid of these two things, but some people take it more seriously, and some people look at it lightly.

Compared with the extremely utilitarian human race, the performance of the elf race is quite natural, and the conversation between the women only occasionally mentions some trivial matters of the Rose Legion, and when they mention it, their demeanor is very calm, there is no jealousy, only envy.

Envy is also normal, in Moonlight City, not only as long as you are a woman will be able to join the Rose Legion, but also must have both strength and good looks, these are the two iron laws for entering the Rose Legion.

I'm curious about this: I don't need to betray my hue, is it really that necessary to look good?

Emily said lightly: "The rules are not set by me, I am only responsible for the battle of the guild." ”

In fact, I don't need her to say it, I also know that this rule is definitely not set by her, the reason is very simple, don't say that Moonlight City alone, even the entire Zephyr Continent, I can't find anything more beautiful than her, if it is based on her aesthetics, then the huge Zephyr Continent, there will be no more than 100 people who can be selected to join.

Of course, if you have no good looks, but you don't have enough strength, you can't join the Rose Army, in Emily's words: either strong or potential, the Rose Army is not a vase shop, and you don't need a useless woman.

Straightforward, sharp, and merciless, these words, like her personality, are like a sword, a sharp sword.

The elven women who can't enter the Rose Army are either not strong enough, or they are average-looking, or they have little potential, or they have both, in short, they are not qualified and are eliminated.

After being eliminated, if they still haven't given up their beliefs and continue to adhere to their adventurer dreams, most of them will go to other large, medium and small guilds to survive, which is also the difference between the elves and other races, they don't have wandering adventurers, even if the comprehensive strength is worse, they can always find a home.

But in the end, it is not easy for these large, medium, and small guilds to have anything to do with the Rose Legion.

As the saying goes: hug the thighs of local tyrants.

Almost every guild on the Zephyr Continent is eager to hug the thighs of the five major guilds, even if it is good to touch a leg hair, but since they can stand out and rank in the top five of all guilds, they must have their own uniqueness.

There are generally only two points in this uniqueness - strength and vision.

There is no doubt that their strength is strong, and their vision is absolutely sharp, even if they can't tell which guild is more developed at a glance, they can still estimate which guild is more beneficial to their own development.

As the saying goes: survival of the fittest, merit-based admission.

The guilds that can be allowed to hug their thighs by them are generally not insects and snakes in the pit, and those guilds that don't have the opportunity to hug the thighs of local tyrants will naturally show envy after seeing these guilds, especially the elves who are not good at disguise, and they use their facial expressions to express their feelings clearly.

As the president, I naturally have great confidence in the future of the guild, but I am very helpless about the current situation of the guild - a group of people have to spend five cents and ten points to beat up an Amun, and if they want to enter the next layer to farm monsters, they don't know the year of the monkey.

These are not the key, the most urgent thing at the moment is that the Zephyr Championship is about to be registered.

Once you sign up, it means that the day of the tournament is not far away.

Can you really get a place in the Zephyr Championship at your current level?

I have deep doubts about this.

But it's better to have a dream than not to have a dream, and a guy without a dream is a salted fish at best, and a guy with a dream...... is a fresh fish that has not been dried, it depends on whether he can rely on his own struggle, get rid of the rope, leap into a dragon, or be worn away by life, and finally become another salted fish.

The women in the guild are chatting and rubbing experiences, and the men are fighting hard to create experiences, which is the current status quo of the Dreadnought Guild, and this status quo is still spreading in a contagious way, and so far, it has infected at least a dozen elven guilds.

The elf women who were originally conscientious and scrupulous have become long-tongued women who chat with other women and fart, and gossip, unlike the long-tongued women who stand on the street and scold, they are not only eloquent, but also highly powerful.

In fact, fighting monsters and upgrading is like that, there is no need for everyone to participate, as long as some of the best can be gathered, others can shout and cheer while rubbing the experience - provided that those who can fight must work hard and have no complaints.

This situation fits our guild best – Zach fights for Florence, Jackson fights for the boss, Billy fights for Godot, Loki fights for Lily, and I, for a bunch of chatty fiancées behind me.

As for the other guilds that have been infected by our habits, some are the same as us, some are different from us, those who are in the same situation as us basically get along very harmoniously, and those guilds that are different from ours, the women in them generally talk for a while, but they have found a way of harmony by themselves.

Since Emily's team cleaned up this layer, it is difficult for elven adventurers to have casualties in this layer, in fact, this is the most normal phenomenon, after all, the elven race is known as the most agile race, and a guy like Amon with great strength but poor agility is generally difficult to touch them - just like a monkey and a dog, no matter how hard the dog tries, it will not take the monkey, of course, unless the monkey dies by itself.

It was time for Billy and Jackson to fight Amon together, and it was a pleasure for me to rest against the wall and watch the elves fight.

I was enjoying it, fluttering and flickering, a white ball of light flew towards me, it was a small magic missile, this thing didn't contain much magic at first glance, even if it hit the body, it was just a sound, but it had no power.

With a soft sound, the little ball of light exploded, as soft as a breeze blowing on his body, and when he raised his head, Yura was blinking at me: "Brother, what are you looking at?" ”

I pouted, "I'm watching the battle." ”

"Oh, I thought you were looking at the graceful figure of the elf beauty."

She said this on purpose, and all the elven beauties around her instantly stared at me with vigilance in their eyes.

"How is it possible" I pretended to be calm and touched my forehead: "With so many beautiful fiancées, how can I still be bothered"

Still looking for "free".

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