The hotel in the town was built by Angra for emergency when Magne brought the homeless players over.
Most of the homeless players now have small assets, and they have purchased their own properties in various parts of the town (although most of them have become paupers after the equipment enhancement system came into the market), which has led to a relatively deserted business in the hotel. state.
After all, the town itself is not a holy place for scenic spots and historical sites, and it is unlikely that travelers will come here to travel.
Simba and his party were temporarily placed in the hotel by Mufasa.
Even if you agree to join the God of Games Church and become a believer in the God of Games, offering your faith to a strange god that you have never met before is definitely not something you can do with just words.
At least no matter what Simba said, he already believed in that god, but Mufasa could still tell at a glance that he was lying...
Nana fell into a drowsy sleep after drinking the potion from the alchemist lady.
And Mufasa also has his own things to do. He resettled Nana in the hotel, warned them not to do anything that would be misleading, and then left.
Zazu decides to stay in the hotel and take care of Nana.
Although Simba was a little worried about Nana, he still decided to go around the street first to get a better understanding of this place.
This is a habit he developed when he had to carry out petty theft in order to survive in Lancaster. In the words of thieves, it is probably similar to stepping on the spot beforehand to determine the target and escape route. feeling.
In addition, Shazu and the others had been running around for the sick Nana early in the morning, and they hadn't eaten anything until now, all supported by yesterday's sumptuous dinner. It is definitely not possible to continue like this, so you can bring some food back when you step on the spot.
Mufasa left some coins called 'game currency' in the hotel room. According to him, almost all transactions in this town use this currency, and many unique building facilities in the town only charge game money. Coins, copper and Lien circulating outside can only be used in the town after being exchanged for this kind of money at the currency exchange.
Although he felt that it was not good to accept Mufasa's charity all the time, it was obvious that he couldn't buy food with empty hands, so Simba still had the cheek to accept the subsidy and brought some with him before going out.
When Simba and his group came to this town through the Resurrection Stone last night, they were not only tired and hungry, but also frightened. They didn't take a good look at the town.
I watched it again today with a little peace of mind, and the feeling I got was different from yesterday.
First of all, the two points of cleanliness and beauty have not changed, but what is different from yesterday is that there are many pedestrians on the street. Judging from their quite targeted movement routes, they don't look like those noble boys in Lancaster wandering around with dog legs.
Of course, in addition to these relatively normal situations, there will also be many situations that Simba finds difficult to understand.
For example, he just saw a thin figure running past like a gust of wind, and then a strong man with huge chest muscles followed behind him with a giant sword shining orange light...
Just when he was extremely shocked by this murder on the street, and wondered why there were no city guards to stop him, he found that the people on the street turned a blind eye to it, and some people were even joking and saying something "It seems that something happened to the dog..." "It deserves it, let him take that kind of blind photo. ''Calm down everyone, push that post higher and let the newcomers accept the baptism! 'some type of.
Their performance is not that they are accustomed to this kind of pursuit, but more like the feeling of disapproval when they watch their brothers fight.
"Well... aren't they afraid of getting hurt by doing this?" Simba tried to ask a passerby beside him.
"It shouldn't matter. The last time Goudan died, Joe's anger probably dissipated." The passer-by replied as a matter of course.
Is not this nonsensical? What do you think if everyone is dead? Could it be possible to chase him to the underworld and kill him again!
It's better to say that people in this small town have strange heads? Why don't you take death so seriously? Even the legendary barbarians who lived on the wild plateau and valued honor and battle more than life did not ignore death to such an extent!
Reminiscent of Mufasa's superb martial arts skills and decisiveness in beheading the enemy, a shuddering conjecture emerged in Simba's mind. Could it be because he has been living in such an environment that Mufasa is so violent? strong
Too dangerous! This church is really dangerous!
Simba shook his head, and put aside the wild thoughts in his mind: No, it is still impossible to determine the true appearance of this church from these one-sidedness alone, and more information needs to be collected.
The passerby was a little surprised why Simba would ask such a question, but after glancing at Simba's forehead, he muttered in a low voice: "Friendly unit, no blood bar." He seemed disappointed and left.
Simba continued to wander the streets, and then encountered more strange things in his opinion.
For example, many people lined up in a long line in front of the blacksmith shop, waiting to hand over their weapons and equipment to dwarf craftsmen for hammering.
This made Simba find it hard to understand: Although mountain dwarf craftsmen are indeed rare (in fact, the blacksmiths in small towns are gray dwarves that rarely appear on the surface, but Simba doesn't know this kind of thing), but those people It must be too fanatical, right
"Hmph, I've already washed my face according to the metaphysics post, and I danced around the candle in the middle of the night without extinguishing the candle, just waiting for today's enhancement!" "You're out of equipment." "No!"
Watching the believer who stretched out his hands towards the fragments on the anvil and screamed miserably on the half-kneeling ground was dragged away by the people behind, Simba couldn't help muttering in his heart: He didn't put the weapon on the fire to heat it, and then sprinkled it with precious Alchemy powder is used to strengthen it, but it is directly placed on the anvil to knock it, so it is strange that it does not break.
In addition, there are strange people who often meet on the road wearing a monkfish puppet head (the chandelier can illuminate the version) or a dolphin head; holding strange equipment in their hands, shouting "Hey, I'm out! "The weirdo who then gleefully passed out on the ground; the weirdo who knelt in front of a half-built house and begged the house to build itself...
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in the young man's mind, and he felt that he had seen through the appearance and saw the essence of all this.
Could it be that believers of the God of Games are fools!