The dungeon came, and I became the Archon of the Demon King

Chapter 9 #009 Abuse
"Zizi..."

The sliced ​​meat sizzled and sizzled on the stove.

Coach An was knocked down twice by Chen En. Instead of being angry, he was in a good mood and took the initiative to take Chen En to eat barbecue.

He put the steaming pork belly on Chen En's plate, and said, "It's weird if you say it. With the fighting ability you showed, I think it's at least a B. How could it be a D-?"

Chen En shook his head: "I don't understand either. But I am a golden talent, and there are only more than 100 in the whole Dihua Market. From this point of view-my talent doesn't seem bad?"

"Gold talent is a hammer! Gold talent means that you are especially suitable for the profession of 'robber', and it is easier to awaken again. The real gold content is the comprehensive evaluation. The one with high attribute correction is really strong."

"..."

Chen En stopped talking.

Coach An turned the wine glass and said, "Do you have any impression of Wang Zhenyuan?"

"Who?"

"At the same time as you, dye your hair yellow, and say that you must be the fifth hero."

"..."

Who is it?

Chen En raised his head: "What happened to him?"

Coach An drank beer, and then said: "That kid is lucky, his occupation is just an ordinary swordsman, but his overall evaluation has an A-! As soon as he came out of the regiment headquarters yesterday, I went to communicate with him and wanted him to join the regiment. The negotiation process It can’t be said that the host and guest enjoyed themselves, it can only be said that it’s a shame, that kid and his parents are up for grabs, and they made outrageous demands.”

After Chen En heard this, there was no change on his face: "It's normal."

The invasion of another world brought not only monsters and magic essence, but also people from another world and organizations from another world.

Some organizations are friendly and some are malicious.

For the thirst for professionals with great potential, the size of the organization in the different world is no smaller than that of the regiment headquarters.

Coach An continued: "The profession of swordsman is very common, but A-level swordsmen are really rare. He may become one of the most powerful swordsmen in the future, and his value is inestimable. There are many big adventures in the 'Grey Curtain' Everyone in the regiment got the news, and a few people with good hands and eyes even came to Wang Zhenyuan's house earlier than ours, and they claimed to provide a full set of support, as long as Wang Zhenyuan is willing to become a member of them! It's really——ah!"

Chen En remained calm: "The conditions they offer are good?"

"Strictly speaking, it is a favorable condition that the regiment headquarters cannot provide at this stage. We are trying to play the emotional card, and the result may not be very optimistic. The main reason is that Wang Zhenyuan's family... is too snobbish."

"is it?"

Chen En doesn't care about others, he only cares about himself.

He raised his head and asked, "Coach, after the second awakening, will my attribute correction be improved?"

Coach An was taken aback, and replied: "It will definitely be promoted, otherwise it is not awakened to loneliness? But don't take chances, your background is poor, even if you awaken smoothly for the second time, you will be C or C+ at most."

"Isn't a C+ better than a D-?"

"... To put it this way, it is true. Work hard, you are a waste now, you can really get C+, you can hardly be considered a person."

"Maybe I can still wake up three times."

"What are you dreaming about? The average level of the second awakening is level 50, have you reached level 50! Let's eat, I'm going to work after eating!"

After finishing the meal, Chen En returned home with the silver shield in one hand and a plastic bag in the other.

The mechanism of dreaming is still unclear.

Whether that dream will still appear is still unknown.

In any case, preparatory work is to be done, and the necessary "verification" is also indispensable.

Chen En took out the mobile phone holder from the plastic bag, turned on the mobile phone camera, pointed it at the bed, and placed it on the holder.

Afterwards, with an ax in his left hand and a shield in his right, and a bandit mask on his head, he lay on the bed devoutly.

"Da da."

Time, minute by minute.

The room was dead silent, only the sound of the second hand of the wall clock moving.Chen En closed his eyes, not feeling sleepy at all.

He opened his eyes, laughed secretly at himself for being unable to hold his breath, and his thoughts naturally diverged.

He thought of "Wang Zhenyuan" mentioned by Coach An.

In the past three years, Chen En has spent two points and one line, spending all day in the training ground of the regiment headquarters exercising.Except for his sister, Long Xing and a few contemporaries in the regiment department, he hardly communicates with other people.

As for this Wang Zhenyuan...

Who is it?

Not at all impressed.

What is certain is that this Wang Zhenyuan must not be in and out of the training ground very often. He is not a diligent person, otherwise Chen En would not know him.

But fate likes to joke.

The comprehensive evaluation of A- proves that Wang Zhenyuan's attribute correction must be excellent, and he probably has one or even two A-level attribute corrections.

And think of my poor correction—

"Why do I only have a D-?"

Inevitably, jealousy was burning, and my chest felt very uncomfortable.

Chen En sighed softly, restraining the urge to turn over.He closed his eyes again, trying to calm down as much as possible.

After an unknown amount of time, the dream reappeared.

……

……

It's dark, it's dark, I don't know where it is.

【There is no danger before】

Chen En looked at the luminous handwriting in front of his feet, and realized that he had revisited his old place and entered the dreamland for the third time.

With both the silver shield and the ax in hand, he walked in silence.

At the end of the corridor, the fallen swordsman who was killed by Chen En last time was revived again. Chen En stepped forward without thinking, slayed with ease, and gained 330 experience points again!
"what!"

As expected!
The monsters that died in the dream will be resurrected, even if they can't beat the old man with the iron rod, they can gain 660 experience points every time they enter the dream!
The experience in vain is so fragrant!

"Roar……"

The second fallen swordsman died under Chen En's axe. When Chen En looked up, he accidentally found that the torches on both sides of the corridor were not lit.

what's the situation?
He frowned slightly, and shouted, "Old man! Are you there? Turn on the light, and I'm here again."

"..."

no respond.

Chen En let out a "tsk" and said, "One yard is worth one yard. Guests always have to be entertained, right? I have worked so hard to come to visit, and you are just ignoring me like this?"

"..."

Still no response.

"Okay, if you stop the elevator, I'll come to you now."

Without looking back, Chen Enyi groped forward in the dark, and soon stood on the elevator at the end of the corridor.

"boom……"

There was a heavy sound of machine guns, and the elevator began to operate.

About half a minute later, Chen En reappeared under the Rune Dome, standing in front of the old man with the iron staff!
He looked up and saw the old man sitting on the ground, wiping the iron rod with a dusty cloth, ignoring Chen En's intentions at all.

Chen En smiled and said, "Hello."

"..."

The movement of wiping the stick body, stop.

The old man turned his head to look, and there was deep disdain in his one-eyed eyes: "Are you greeting me? Little beast."

Chen En frowned: "You are very uneducated!"

The old man shook his head, still disdainful: "Upbringing—? Are you worthy of talking about upbringing? I've already made my attitude clear, I don't welcome you! If you really have a tutor, you shouldn't come here again!"

Chen En smiled: "I don't want to come, but I have to. There is no other way in this place. I have no other choice but to come face to face with you."

"Forget it! If I don't cut you off, kill you, crush you, and don't let you feel the pain, of course you will think I'm joking with you!"

call.

The old man waved an iron staff as tall as a person, with murderous intent in his one-eyed eyes: "Are you ready to face torture? As I said last time, I will abuse you."

(End of this chapter)