I'm a skeleton, an extremely ordinary skeleton, and my number is 9526, which is one size smaller than a certain genius. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info So you don't have to be afraid of me, I'm really ordinary, of course, I'll move, but what's all the fuss about? The skeletons here move all of us, and the ones that can't move are called weird.

I was recruited into the underground cemetery a few years ago, and I don't remember how long I lay in the grave, but there is a line on the tombstone that makes me proud: "His death was the greatest contribution to the world." "Look, I've done good things before! But when I told my friends, everyone showed their teeth and smiled--- I really don't know what's funny?

The work of the catacommodal cemetery is actually very easy, that is, patrolling the same aisle back and forth. Since no one comes, everyone often finds something to relieve their boredom, such as taking off their heads as a ball to kick, or gambling money, our treatment is quite acceptable, and the general monthly salary is 1 or 20 gold coins, which can only be enjoyed by our humanoid NPCs, and those animals are not so lucky; So it became common for a bunch of bored necromantic knights, skeletons, scavengers, and zombies to huddle together and throw dice and cards. I went to see it a few times, and it wasn't interesting, that is, I bought the size and smoked 21 points or something, and I didn't feel comfortable playing mahjong yet; And the skeleton that wins the money often ties the money to its ribs, and the money bag is dangling when it walks, and it is not afraid of other people's eyes.

Of course, a skeleton like mine won't be red-eyed, not even eyeballs, how can it be red. My hobby is exploration, and it's a hassle to put this hobby here, and I heard the captain say that the entire catacombic cemetery is terrifyingly large, and I really want to go and see it, but the responsibility is only to wander around this floor, or listen to the vampire seniors who occasionally come to inspect to talk about what I have seen and heard.

Naturally, not all days are so idle, and you have to work hard when you should die; For example, not long after I arrived, there were many so-called warriors who came in, so where are the warriors, they are simply a group of robbers, and they don't even let go of the pitiful salary that we have worked hard to accumulate on our ribs, but fortunately, those horror knights, Richie, evil spirits and other seniors helped to escape, and finally let some of them stay forever.

After that, there was a fairly free time, with no enemies to harass; I've also been promoted from a small sword-wielding skeleton to an armored swordsman, and I can go around the other floors when I have time, and I see that the future is getting brighter, and some people even say that I may go to work in the Hall of Death--- that's a fat shortage! I began to fantasize about a happy life in the future.

But a strange enemy appeared.

It was some time ago, and I heard a commotion at the entrance to the cemetery, and then the ghost who reported the news flew over, shouting all the way: "All on alert! There are invaders! "Oooh! Finally there is a battle! I was refreshed, but the news soon came in that made us look at each other.

"I heard that guy ate all the zombies up there! Not even the zombie dogs! "The skeletons and monsters were talking.

"That's outrageous, isn't it? I don't want to get close to those zombies when I'm playing cards, they make me sick to watch! ”

"That's it! They still have worms on them, and they smell bad! ”

"That guy must be a pervert!"

"That's right! Right! A pervert for sure! ”

When this kid broke in front of me, I took a closer look at him, he was a relatively rare Terran, a poor leather armor almost all over the place, his head and face were covered with dust, and he couldn't see it clearly.

While I was looking, the guy grabbed one of my brothers and threw him at us, knocking the guards apart at once; I mustered up my courage and rushed towards this guy, but the skeleton soldiers and comrades around me were far away, for fear of being caught by him, and they sacrificed their lives and threw their bones at him; The charcoal-haired boy flashed his bones with ease, and then stepped on the bodies of his brothers and jumped at me, and I immediately felt like I was flying through the clouds, and I felt my skeleton shatter in an instant......

It wasn't until he was gone that we struggled to get up - we were undead, and as long as this catacommodus existed, we wouldn't die. "He's gone, he's a pervert, I just saw him pick up a bone and gnaw it!" A heavily loaded skeleton breathed a sigh of relief: "The seniors below will give him a good look, it's none of our business!" It's a pity that the kid came back right away, and he was still muttering, "Hell! Lost again! So he broke us up again.

"How did this underground cemetery be built, it is full of dead ends and labyrinths!" I asked in surprise.

"It's not a whim above! Maybe even a kickback. One zombie said angrily, "Doesn't care about our feelings at all!" ”

"Don't you want to bask in the sun?" Partner reminded him.

"Basking in the sun" is a terrible punishment, which of our skeleton undead doesn't die when they see the light? See the skeleton hanging from the shelf on the ground? It's the consequences of "enjoying" the punishment of the sun.

The brunette boy was back, and it seemed that he had risen a lot of levels, and we naturally couldn't resist it, and before I broke up for the third time, I heard him shout: "Immortal Banban!" I'm stuck! Well, I don't want to gnaw zombies! Then there was a silence, because he went and never came back, and it seemed that he had probably been killed by the old-timers.

But I heard strange noises, and then a ghost came and told us to find the wreaking brat as soon as possible, and not let him destroy our territory.

I was sent to the underground passage, and the zombie next to me told me that this was a hidden place, and that the kid probably couldn't find it.

"Knock", my heart sank--- he still came, it seemed stronger, so I was knocked out once; This guy must have become a rat, and he can find it in such a hidden place, a zombie who died a little later than me said, and he heard the guy shout: "Night Pearl!" It's all mine! "Hell, when do we have the Night Pearl here?

OK! After this time, that pervert didn't appear again, I don't care where he went, anyway, don't come to me, those skeleton brothers who are unfortunate enough to meet him, I can only pray for you.

"It's all over......" We were all relieved to hear that perverted, disgusting brat had finally left the catacommodal graveyard, and we still wouldn't meet such adventurers in the future.

So, everything was calm again, and I was still doing my promising job as always, what? You also want to come and see, forget it, I can only contribute you a maximum of 60 points of experience, which is not cost-effective.

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