BXBX NOVEL Chapter 592: Husky Gave Up Thinking
Chapter 592: Husky Gave Up Thinking
“…Uh-huh?“
Huskies looked bewildered.
At this moment, he felt as if he had studied hard for a long time with all his strength. Then, when he was gearing up and preparing to go, he suddenly received the news that he had guaranteed placement.
He was just about to start using his brain to execute the mission beautifully and earnestly. As a result, the BOSS monster in the mission, who was supposed to be deceived by him, took off all his equipment and exposed his weakness.
While frantically throwing his loot items on the ground, the BOSS monster began to recite the mechanism of other bosses at lightning speed.
“The whole world is stopping me from using my brain!” Husky grumbled, dissatisfied.
How can I prove that I’m quick-witted?
With that in mind, Husky looked around.
This place is a little familiar.
It is still Room 203.
“Oh, I’ve spawned back to the same place again?”
Husky muttered suspiciously.
He turned around and noticed that Frederick was still asleep in bed.
It was precisely the same as when he first entered the nightmare.
The difference from when he first entered the nightmare was that Frederick was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.
Husky’s keen sense of smell allowed him to determine that this was not the aroma of alcohol left when wine was spilled on the clothes but the pungent stench of alcohol when people sweated after drinking.
It was like a drunken man who fell without taking off his jacket after returning home.
A new plot introduction appeared before his eyes again.
However, this time, the plot introduction was completely different from before.
There was only one short line, the meaning of which was unclear.
[You decide.]
Then, the prompt disappeared on its own.
There was no new main mission.
“What do I have to decide?”
Husky stared blankly, “So, can I decide to stay idle and do nothing?”
“By the way, my brothers, what did Freder say just now? I heard it clearly that [Professor Wolf] is [Gray Professor]…”
“—Wait, I’m overloaded with information. I’m still reading.”
“—This is stupid. Why did you rush over to this level on your own?”
“—Thirteenth Fragrance hasn’t gotten any information despite his deliberate work, but you’re already at the finish line. What an illogical between the hare(Thirteenth Fragrance) and the tortoise (Husky).”
“—Haha, ignorance is bliss.”
Everyone in the bullet text was stunned.
They didn’t even bother to discuss the massive amount of information. Instead, they began to lament Husky’s luck.
After all, it happened suddenly.
Delicious Wind Goose had a pen and paper. He was the only one who reacted immediately and began to take notes quickly. The other players only remembered a little. Frederick spoke too fast.
When Husky was still pondering that “So, Professor Wolf is Gray Professor, ” he returned to his senses. Then, he realized what Frederick was talking about, the Wolf of the Valley.
At that time, Husky appeared to be at a loss. What about the middle part?
Then, when Husky was thinking about “What is the Wolf of the Valley? Is it Holo the Wise Wolf [1]“, he found Frederick shouting something like “When you see me again, just tell me the key”.
What happened felt like the teacher told the students, “Just revise after class”.
It resembled the feeling where the student was distracted in an Additional Mathematic class. When the student recollected his thought, he could not understand whatever was explained next.
The student would forget what was lectured for the middle part of the class, let alone memorize it… Worse still, Husky didn’t even listen to it attentively.
Would it hinder the puzzle-solving of this dungeon level?
“…But at least it shouldn’t affect you to overcome this level.”
Even if Husky was not as bright as Thirteenth Fragrance, Husky could quickly tell that Frederick had just thrown out a lot of information, probably realizing that he was in a nightmare. This suggested that Husky could not usually access the intelligence Frederick shared.
It would be too despicable to hide the necessary clues to clear this dungeon through the information outside it.
“Hey, Mr. Justice—”
At this moment, a young man’s shout came from outside the door.
Immediately, there was a knock on his door.
This startled Husky in the room, who was in the “meditator” pose.
Husky shuddered and looked toward the door.
Husky walked over with some hesitation and opened the door.
Husky found out that it was a young man dressed as a waiter. He handed the tray with food to Justice.
“You have ordered pan-seared lamb chops, honey-roasted chicken wings, and sheep pudding. Unfortunately, we don’t have any oysters, but the kitchen has prepared fried fish and salad for you. As for the drinks, they will be brought over shortly.”
The waiter looked at Husky with admiration. Then, he said quickly, with some nervousness.
“Oh, great.”
Husky’s eyes lit up, and the previous doubts clouding him had dissipated.
Husky smiled happily at the waiter, “Thank you, pal.”
Afterward, Husky took the plate with one hand and was about to close the door.
But at this moment, the waiter said anxiously, “Wait, wait!”
“Anything else?” Husky asked suspiciously.
Husky suddenly realized something, “Oh, I have forgotten the tips…”
But I don’t have any money with me, do I?
“What is a tip?” The waiter repeated blankly.
The waiter quickly explained his objective, “Can you sign for me!? You are my idol!”
As the waiter spoke, he handed over a section of cut cloth.
Using a large piece of paper for autographs was inappropriate.
Huskies understood that too.
After all, the situation in this world was unique, and there was such a thing as a ritualist. Who would know if someone would write it into a contract or a loan?
“Ha. Idol…”
Husky grinned, “You even know this word.”
Husky thought that since there was Idol Wizard in this world, the concept of “Idol” he understood should not exist.
Otherwise, when people hear the word, [Idol], they might subconsciously think in the direction of “the Idol Wizards from the tower”.
However, the reality was slightly different from Husky’s perception.
“Yes, this is a new word usage proposed in the book “On Idolatry” written by the teacher!”
The waiter smiled triumphantly, “Your Excellency Justice, I’m just a part-timer here. Now, I’m still learning ritual knowledge from the Gray Professor!”
“Oh.”
Huskies understood it now.
Thinking about it… Ordinary people would not understand this kind of uncommon vocabulary.
In a peaceful place like the Noah Kingdom, for townspeople in some small places, “wizards” and “transcenders” only appeared in legends and stories. They were not sure if it was true or not. The word idol, at least for now, was a jargoon… like the word “machine” was not yet commonly used.
Husky glanced at the waiter again.
Indeed, the waiter was about 18 years old.
He was indeed like a student.
He turned out to be a fellow apprentice.
Husky smiled slightly, “Cool. Bring me a pen and paper!”
He took a signature pen that looked like a fine brush and scribbled it casually on the cloth strip.
Of course, the wording was unlike the medicine prescription at the pharmacy.
Anyway, this junior would not know what Justice’s signature should look like.
Justice could scribble it casually.
“Um…”
At this moment, Frederick’s dreaming sound came.
Is he waking up?
“Thank you, Your Excellency!”
The junior was tacit when he saw the situation.
He quickly took back the cloth strip and pen and excitedly saluted Justice, “You saved my sister! Although you may not remember it, thank you very much!”
After that, the waiter immediately left and closed the door.
Husky held a lamb chop in each hand, squatted beside Frederick’s bed, chewed it, and waited intently for Frederick to wake up.
Even though Husky still had many things he could not understand, Frederick was about to wake up.
Whether this “Frederick” was himself or Thirteenth Fragrance, they were smarter than Husky. Then, it became meaningless for Husky to crack his head, which might narrow his thinking.
It was better to wait for the boss to wake up and ask the boss directly.
Frederick didn’t sleep much longer, though.
The moment Frederick opened his eyes, a large plate with a face appeared in front of him.
“Immature Wolf Wine, Second, Snowy Cotton.”
Husky immediately said seriously.
Frederick looked dazed, and his eyes were bloodshot when he woke up.
“What? What’s that?”
“Great!”
It’s Thirteenth Fragrance!
Husky was moved to tears immediately.
Although Frederick and Thirteenth Fragrance would help him think, meeting someone he knew was still worth being happy and relaxed.
So, Husky gave up thinking.
“Thirteenth Fragrance, help me—”
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