Chapter 466 Sorry, can’t go in

It is a splendid building with golden color.

Although the size strictly adheres to the sleekness of the class level and is two points smaller than the Pathfinder Guild, the decoration and design are several steps higher than the Pathfinder Guild.

Overall, there is an obvious nouveau riche beauty.

"He looks very rich."

As a person who likes small blue crystals, my favorable impression of this kind of vulgar upstart is unmatched by others.

Sood chuckled when he heard the sound and explained: "When it comes to wealth, the Yuan Mining Industry is indeed second to none. After all, their innate talents are destined not to be poor."

Lu Ming nodded: "Yes, the race comes with master-level construction proficiency, master-level carpentry proficiency, master-level blacksmithing proficiency, master-level clothing proficiency, master-level mineral survey proficiency, and master-level comprehensive mining proficiency (that is, multiple mining technologies). "

It's a pity that such talents have not yet found their home.

Fortunately, I am not a person who likes to put on airs. They can't find a place to belong to, and the place to belong comes to them.

"Huh? What a pity?"

Sood, who was shocked that Lu Ming knew so much about the Eight-Armed Clan, paused momentarily and looked at Lu Ming with a confused expression.

What's a pity?

As transferers, the Eight-Armed Clan relied on their innate advantages to thrive in the early stage of survival in the star field.

If there is no shelter, make your own.

If you don’t have a weapon, just forge your own weapon.

Once you start hunting alien species, you can directly create biological weapons and equipment that are 20% more powerful than ordinary forging.

The survival version of Jialan Apocalypse has been played into a cracked version.

Although his ability is biased toward craftsman specialization, his strength dropped significantly after entering the Starry Sky Hunting Ground and Dimensional Battlefield.

However, they immediately changed their minds, and with their strong mining talents and various specializations, they joined the lap of local residents and guides, and bid farewell to the battle for life and death in the dimensional battlefield.

And on the grounds of mining mineral resources and paying taxes, they won the favor of the nobles who controlled the war zone, and obtained hunting ground privilege certificates from the nobles, so that they could escape intact even if they encountered nobles who came to hunt in the starry sky hunting grounds.

Since then, the Eight-Armed Clan has jumped out of the competition for transferers and has become a third-party guild serving transferers.

Even if they are separated from their hometown for the rest of their lives, even if they need to be fawned over by other races, they still live with status and dignity than all transferees.

This kind of life, this kind of life, is something that my own tribe cannot even dream of enjoying. Why is it such a pity?

Lu Ming smiled warmly: "Yes, it's a pity."

This smile was obviously like a spring breeze, but it made Sood feel cold all over.

But Lu Ming's words and expression made Soder seem to have some realization, but he couldn't really figure out the reason. This feeling was very uncomfortable, like scratching an itch that was far away, and it made him care.

"How is Director Sword's stay at the Pathfinder Guild?"

Just when Sood was feeling itchy, Lu Ming's words came into his ears as light as the wind.

"ah?"

He was stunned for a moment, then Sood quickly came back to his senses and responded inexplicably: "I don't have to worry about food and accommodation, and the situation is stable. It's pretty good."

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In addition to the slow level promotion and the daily routine being too dull...

After stopping, Lu Ming hummed lightly and said nothing, leading Chu Xue towards the foyer of Dimensional Mining.

Sood watched Lu Ming walk away, his head immediately full of questions, and he had no idea what Lu Ming wanted to do.

I wanted to ask, but I didn't dare because of Lu Ming's position in the president's heart.

I can only hold it in with the "what a pity" I just said, and move forward with the itching getting worse.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he followed Lu Ming's footsteps, Lu Ming stopped, turned around and said, "Sir Soder, if there is a place where you can better display your talents, would you like to join?"

Sood's face darkened and he opened his mouth to speak.

Unexpectedly, before the sound came out, Lu Ming interrupted him with a smile: "Don't be too busy rejecting it now. You can treat it as if I mentioned it accidentally. It won't be too late for you to make a decision when time goes forward."

After leaving these words, Lu Ming walked forward quickly.

Tulusod stood there alone in a daze, unable to even keep up.

At the entrance of the hall, two pairs of burly, eight-armed young men were scanning the people entering the hall with indifferent eyes.

On the other hand, Lu Ming, since he and Chu Xue appeared at the entrance of the hall, people around him kept looking at them.

Some people had surprise and surprise in their eyes, while others had doubts and scrutiny in their eyes.

The former was obviously the transferee who had met Lu Ming Chuxue at the gate of Churchill City.

The latter are residents who stayed in the city before or rushed back later.

"Look, it's them."

Someone was muttering to the side, describing them to others.

"Oh - that's them. They are well dressed, but they are a bit thin because of their race. They don't look very sturdy."

The man nodded repeatedly. This habit of judging people by their appearance was quite accurate in the last days of Jialan, except for the nobles.

Lu Ming ignored the comments of the people around him, but he just didn't understand the focus of the people around him.

Ever since he entered the dimensional battlefield and came into contact with people, he had never seen anyone talking about Chuxue's beauty.

This is not in line with the classic plot in Chinese novels. Is it a difference in racial aesthetics?

I guess so.

Lu Ming triggered his logical self-consistency and took Chu Xue into the hall.

"etc."

Before Lu Ming could step into the gate, he was blocked by the eight-armed guard on his right.

Lu Ming looked confused, but the guard remained indifferent and said calmly: "You look strange, please show me your ID."

"oh?"

Lu Ming was very excited. Is it so strict? Even if he enters the city, he can still be asked for his identity certificate because he looks unfamiliar?

However, in line with the attitude of "when in town, do as the Romans do", Lu Ming still handed the dimensional black card to the guard.

When the other party saw this, he paused for a moment, then took out another cyan card from the space bag. When the two came into contact, the card showed no reaction.

He frowned and glanced at Lu Ming, then patted the guard beside him.

The guard obviously had a tacit understanding. He took out his cyan card from his arms and made contact with the dimensional black card again.

Two seconds later, the two doormen all turned their gazes to Lu Ming and said coldly: "Sorry, you can't go in."

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