The Dark King of London

CHAPTER 7

“Huh? “Did you see the number 250?” Michael was suddenly stunned, as if by accident, immediately after which he shook his head: “That snake is not dead yet! Just peeling off the skin, in a weakened state, so it looks dead at first glance. It's up to level 250, so it can help you complete the quest!”

There we go. Andrew Louis touched his chin and said, “Even if it was the key number 250, I still can't get it. Can you provide any auxiliary tools?”

 Sorry. No auxiliary tools! He could only rely on himself. Michael shook his head, a form of involuntary force.

Based only on his current ability, Andrew Louis thought that he could not get the key; this was not an effort that could be changed; some things only needed to exceed the limits of humans, so he had to rely on auxiliary tools. Just as humans cannot fly directly to the ground and need tools to do it, the key is the same; if not relying on auxiliary tools, Andrew Louis absolutely can not get the key, at least with the current rank is not possible.

“Then let me try again!” Andrew Louis finished and once again went to the golden jelly.

Andrew Louis stared at the key flying across the sky, suddenly remembering that the scales drawn from the Nine-Headed Snake's body - Lernaean Hydra, that giant fan of perfume, used to fly the key in mid-air was an unquestionably good method.

Andrew Louis immediately removed the scales from the world's inventory to get to the key flying in mid-air.

Who thought he had just taken out? The scales quickly turned into a black ash layer with the speed of the human eye visible, disappearing in the air!

This task really can't use any auxiliary props.

The task came here, the second time in the asshole.

Andrew Louis left to try, quietly sitting on the floor of the jelly house, reviewing the whole mission process, starting from the first moment he entered the Dark King, analyzing as if pulling a peeling silk, not skipping a single detail...

Unconsciously, an hour passed.

Andrew Louis pondered for so long, still having no clue as before; seeing it was lunchtime, he left the Second World.

To take a meal; to eat one's meal. As soon as he left the Second World, Andrew Louis heard the sound of the prison scene outside the prison, then a cup of white rice and a plate of vegetables arrived.

After hiding it, Andrew Louis took the ring off and slowly came out.

Lunch was still the same white rice greens as before; Andrew Louis soon became a habit, eating calmly and looking at no protests.

“After the weekend, your term of detention will end, and you will possibly be transferred to a public prison.” In case you stare at Andrew Louis, the prison door reminds you.

Andrew Louis had no other movement and continued to eat as if he had not heard.

The two guys at the door are unintended; for the average inmate, this is good news; in the public prison can talk to other inmates, and every day will not be like this private prison. But now Andrew Louis had no expression, no joy as if nothing could shake him.

They did not know that Andrew Louis, who had not counted himself as a criminal, could have entered the Second World, and was no different from the others in the public prison, would naturally not have been moved by this news.

...

Just blink, and three days pass.

Three days later, Andrew Louis goes back and forth every day between reality and theory; in the Dark Prison, he is an ordinary criminal; in the King of the Night, he is a player because of his mission.

This afternoon, Andrew Louis returned as usual after logging in, though he did not enter the game but went to the forum.

“Collectible American Newspaper Federation: the mission of America's first player [ Mona ]!”

“War Dragon guild leader [ Baby-Faced Assassin]: heartfeltly kills a Level 93 BOSS in a feudal quest.”

“Normal players [Immutable Minds]: the process of completing the task at hand.”

...

Just entered the game forum; the first to see is also the articles with a very high number of views, most of which are the completion of the visual tasks of a few advanced players, written for other players to refer to. Andrew Louis also previously looked at a few such posts; although each person's tasks are different, the place to refer is also very limited based on no help.

Based on the official statistics of the forum, currently, of the ten billion global players, only 5572 people have a career; on average, out of two million people, only one person can complete the task.

A few players also do not complete the quest, but because of their excellent performance, the quest is half done, and the completion level is over 50%, achieving the status of a random race!

Regardless of their career, they can still only choose the normal type; this group of players is roughly 5 million, accounting for 1/2000 of the overall player.

From this place, it is also possible to know how high the task's difficulty is; even though it is possible to complete half of it very well, the difficulty of Andrew Louis' task, which he wants to double, is more difficult to complete.

Andrew Louis continued to watch.

“The Ten Great Gods of the Second World!”

At this time, Andrew Louis saw a post placed very high, this post is not ranked in the attention, but the review is high to a billion! Andrew Louis took a look.

“I am [ Patrick ], the race is ancient scholar, the profession is explorer, and I also studied professional metallurgy, so this is very researched for treasures. As everyone knows, each country in the Second Period has its mainland block, which can make the number of continents of the Second Period reach a staggering 200. There are too many treasures inside; even if I am a very researched person for this, I can only recognize a very small part of the inside. In a small part of the treasure, according to my current explanation, the first to tenth class treasures are as follows.”