Being an Adventurer Is Too Down-To-Earth

"You will say so when the time comes. At the age of sixty, I will use my toy staff to defeat the evil landlord and save the villagers." "It's Cthulhu." Chen Jianguo emphasized again: "Master, can you be more serious? We are adventuring in a different world. This is an evil god and it is difficult to kill." "It's true, but you're not hungry yet. Let's eat some octopus as soon as possible." Ye Qinghua said and chopped the lump of octopus into minced meat. "Um... Forget it, uncle, I'm hungry too." "Okay, let's try the hand-made pancakes from another world." "It's so delicious. By the way, uncle, where did your octopus come from?" Chen Jianguo looked at the broken stars in the distance. But the uncle just silently pulled out the eyeballs inside the flesh: "I don't think the little octopus is just pretending to be a ghost. The fruit has no tenderloin and no soul, so just make do with it. "