"Brother Lieyang, I asked the monkey to steal the wine. If you encounter me in the future, please take care of me!" A short and thin man wearing a suit, with sinister eyebrows, a sharp mouth, and monkey cheeks came over, holding a goblet of brandy and shaking it against the golden sun. He was wearing a tall suit, and he really looked like a monkey who had stolen his clothes, with a slightly funny look. However, Golden Fierce Sun did not despise this person. He had heard a little about this person and relied on his stealing skills to become successful in the survival game. But other players couldn't hold his handle, so they could only feel itchy with hatred. Upon hearing this name, most of the dozen or so players surrounding the Golden Sun had contempt in their eyes. However, Golden Lieyang just nodded lightly at him and took a sip from the wine glass. "We are all players, as we should be. If we are really in danger, we may need everyone's cooperation." "Hahaha, brother, you are so humble." Monkey Toujiu seemed not to have noticed the expressions of the players around him. He still smiled like a familiar man and put his arms around Golden Lieyang's shoulders. He looked towards the person who was communicating with other people next to him. Aman winked and said in a low voice: "Brother, this is your girl, she has a very good figure!" Seeing that the golden sun had no reaction, the monkey stole the wine and winked and said: "But there are many other girls on the ship. I just asked about it. They are the aborigines of the wasteland over there. They are very hot. They want to Don’t you want to play together?” Golden Lieyang politely refused, brushed off his hand and said with a smile: "No need, thank you Brother Monkey."
Monkey stole the wine and made a helpless expression, but then put a smile on his face, "However, I just inquired from the group of aborigines for a while, except for some perfunctory words, I didn't get any information. It's really a bit confusing. strangeness." Hearing these words, Golden Lieyang became more energetic. Originally, this was a task assigned to him by his sudden wealth. However, although the banquet had started a long time ago, and the black-robed host came on stage to ask them to have a good time, he actually had no chance of getting close to the group of aborigines. There is no other reason. There seems to be an invisible and clear line between players and between aborigines and aborigines. That group of people kept a very strict tone, and even if a player took the initiative to approach them, they seemed unable to find out any information about this cruise ship or the holy land on the sea. Golden Lieyang was not surprised to hear Monkey Stealing Wine say this. However, the monkey's next sentence after stealing the wine aroused his interest, "However, I found this thing from all of them." Monkey stole the wine and lowered his voice. He seemed to have used some kind of prop to block the surrounding perception, and quickly stuffed something into the pocket of the Golden Sun jacket. Golden Lieyang's expression remained unchanged, his hand touched the pocket of his coat, and he frowned slightly when he touched the cold, hard and sharp thing. This is a cross made of metal. It seems to have some complicated languages and patterns on it, and it is also inlaid with a statue-like thing. At this time, Monkey stole the wine and raised his eyebrows at him, "How is it?" The golden sun regained its calm: "What is this?" The monkey stole the wine and said with a smile: "This is an item I just stole from an aboriginal lady. This cross seems to be a very precious item to her. She cherishes this item very much. Every 20 minutes or so, she will take it from her pocket. Take it out and look at this jewelry." If this is an ordinary item, the monkey who steals the wine may not come to share it with him. Golden Lieyang continued to follow his words: "Then what?" Monkey stole the wine and laughed: "Hey, the boss is indeed on the right track." His face suddenly became solemn: "I found that the aboriginal people who came here had an ornament similar to a cross. They are very rare. This item is very rare. Although it is not as obvious as the lady just said, but according to me experience, in fact, these people’s inadvertent actions revealed their concerns about this item.” At this time, Golden Fierce Sun had already transferred the item to the space backpack through the jacket pocket. The space backpack can display the information of the items obtained, so he directly clicked on the bracelet to view:
[Special Item: Token of Angel God] [Item level: unknown] [Item information: As the name suggests, this is a token of communication between believers and angels and gods, and it is the spiritual support of believers. Therefore, when you pick up this item, be sure to return it within 20 minutes, otherwise, you will accept Punishment from the wrath of the angel god. 】 [Item Note: This item is unique and cannot be taken out of the dungeon world and cannot be held] When he saw this item, Golden Lieyang's expression changed. Just when he quickly took out the prop and put it back into his pocket, Monkey Stealing Wine had already taken it back into his space backpack. Before the golden flames burst into flames, he quickly explained: "Don't worry, boss. I'm just trying to show off and will return this item to the lady in a moment. 20 minutes is enough." Hearing this, Golden Fiery Sun calmed down and distanced itself from Monkey Stealing Wine. However, the monkey who stole the wine had already left the crowd and slipped towards the aborigines on the other side. Among them, he even greeted a fat man who looked like he had a big belly. He seemed to be familiar with this kind of thing. Seeing the monkey stealing the wine and leaving, Aman also returned to the Golden Sun again. She said with an unhappy face: "Lieyang, why are you communicating with that kind of person? He looks so mean and disgusting. Stay away from him in the future." Golden Lieyang did not explain the special item for the time being, and nodded lightly. Aman had become accustomed to his somewhat perfunctory attitude. He sighed softly and told what he had gained this time. "I just inquired from the player group over there. They all received the task of going to the island. The points mode of the task is in equal increments of 10, 20, 30, and 40, which is the same as ours, so everyone I’m guessing whether I can leave this dungeon world if I have accumulated enough 100 points.” Golden Lieyang was a little surprised. He thought for a moment and said: "So he is actually a good person who doesn't drink carbonated drinks, specifically providing us with information to save us time on the island?" Aman said angrily: "Do you still believe this? I don't believe it. Let alone the dungeon world, even in the real world, I have to think carefully about this kind of thing." Golden Lieyang laughed: "That's right." As he said that, he supported his female companion's arm and walked towards a guest room where he was resting. He explained to the players around him: "My female companion is a little drunk. I'll take her to sober up first." Aman pretended to be drunk and leaned on his shoulder, "Ouch, my head hurts." One player joked: "Wish you two a good time!" The others more or less made way for the two of them with some meaning that I understood. The afterglow of the golden sun swept across these various people, the lights were bright and the wine was bright, and everyone had a satisfied expression on their face. This unparalleled banquet made everyone look polite, noble and elegant, as if it was a high-society cocktail party. However, underneath the skin, everyone has their own agendas and a group of demons are dancing around. Even the players themselves are not trustworthy, just like the soda without carbonation that conveys the message to the person behind the scenes. Including himself. At this moment, Monkey stole wine and sent another message to him: "Boss, do you think there will be any good things for us players, and a group of neurotic believers in the wasteland world, to take a mysterious ship to a mysterious island?"