80 Start of Dungeon Raid, Come Heal (1/2)

Leaving Betta's temporary home, Roland felt a little dizzy.

Although the alcohol content of fruit wine wasn't high, his eyes were a little blurry after five consecutive cups.

Roland rushed out of the city before the city gates closed.

The setting sun at dusk assumed a golden color. People were coming and going at the city gates. There were merchants as well as travelers in a hurry: some entered the city, and naturally some caravans exited the city.

Wherever Roland passed through, people would give him a berth of two to three meters in advance—his magic robe was the best certificate of passage.

After exiting the city, Roland walked westward along the city wall. After walking for half an hour, he finally saw Delpon's pier outside the city.

A large river stretched before his eyes, and along the river, there were dozens of adobe houses erected. There was also a group of people shouting out work chants—divided into several smaller groups, several people used ropes to pull up giant stone slabs, tossing them into the air and letting them fall heavily back onto the ground.

At the same time, in the air, there were several blue Hands of Magic moving the earth.

Roland walked over and saw Hawk and Link on construction site, one to the left and the other to the right, commanding at least a hundred workers.

Hawk's eyes were quite sharp. Although he was very focused on his job, he still saw Roland's approach in his peripheral vision.

He first gestured to the workers to continue working, and then jogged up to Roland and said with a smile, ”What's this, the magic nerd is finally willing to come out of the Magic Tower?”

Roland looked at the buzzing construction site and exclaimed, ”How many days has it been—you guys already built so many houses? Have you done similar work before?”

Hawk shrugged. ”I graduated with a civil engineering degree and interned on a construction site for a while. Though I only have a small business now, I still have a lot of experience.”

No wonder.

Hawk looked at the many Hands of Magic flying in the sky and said, ”However, I really have to thank you. Although these magic apprentices only came for a single day, they've really helped a great deal. They can lift things that are several hundred kilograms, up to nearly two tons.”

”Don't thank me, just pay them in wages.”

”Sure thing.” With that said, Hawk frowned and said, ”But we've exhausted almost all our gold coins—do you still have any gold coins that you can sell us?”

Roland nodded. ”I haven't received this month's salary from the Magic Tower. At least, I haven't received the money from learning my specialty for the time being. The other mage players probably haven't found the learning location.”

Roland shook his head. ”No.”

Hawk looked somewhat puzzled. ”Then what?”

”Betta triggered a purple quest, a small-scale dungeon!” After Roland said this, he kept watching for changes in Hawk's expression.

It was just as he had expected.

Hawk was first stunned for a moment and then blurted out an obscenity. ”Oh sh*t!”

”Impressive, right? Actually, I'm also quite impressed by his luck.” Roland said helplessly, ”It's been almost two months since I've started playing the game. Out of the few quests I did, all of them were acquired by him.”

”Damned lucky player,” Hawk said hatefully, and then his eyes lit up. ”You've especially come to tell me this, it's not to make me eat lemons, right? Could it be…?”

Seeing Hawk's slightly expectant expression, Roland nodded and said, ”It's just as you guessed. I want to invite you and Link to join our party. This way we'll have four players.”

”Thanks.” Hawk patted Roland on the shoulder gratefully. ”However, Hawk and I are still just level two—I hope you don't mind.”

”Of course not,” Roland said indifferently. ”Players won't truly die, this is a huge advantage. Besides, we can't be certain whether the NPCs of this world can enter dungeons.”