Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

Under Chen Mo's questioning, Hestia showed a mysterious expression, and after a moment's pause, she continued: "This child's name is Bell, Bell Clonnie, and I picked it up on the road when I came back in the afternoon, because He hasn't joined other families yet, so I left him here... Just like you, Bell is now a member of the Hestia family, so you must get along well."

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"what?!"

Hearing that Hestia said that she was going to let Bell stay in the family, Chen Mo suddenly became restless.

"What's the matter, Chen Mojun?"

"No, nothing..."

Turning around and looking at Bell Cranney who was sitting on the sofa with a puzzled face, Chen Mo had to lament the power of historical inertia.

Obviously, he had already joined Hestia's family before Bell, but unexpectedly, this white-haired kid was picked up by Hestia just like in the original book.

Should it be said to be the protagonist?

This luck is no one else...

But being stared at by Chen Mo without saying a word for a long time, Bell straightened his back subconsciously, and the substantive gaze fell on him, making him feel like he had difficulty breathing.

Is there something wrong with me, why are you staring at me like this?

What should I say at this time?This person seems to be very serious...

I didn't expect the senior of the same family to be such a terrifying person, no matter how I think about it, it's not good!

Help, my lord Immortal!

Under Chen Mo's gaze, Bell, who was a little overwhelmed, quietly cast his eyes on the very gentle and kind fairy who picked him up from the street, hoping to be rescued.

however……

"Oh, oh, oh! It's beef! What exactly is the pattern of Frost's Fall, it's so perfect! Even Kui Niu may not be able to grow such perfect meat, right?!"

Pulling Chen Mo back, it was a bag full of various high-end ingredients. Hestia, who hadn't eaten a good meal of meat for half a year since leaving the heaven, even had stars in her eyes... As for She didn't notice Bell's eyes asking for help.

"Okay, white-haired brat, I won't eat you again, why are you so afraid of me?"

Looking at Bell's small movements with some amusement, thinking that he might have to fight hand in hand with this half-grown boy in the future, and it was still in a dangerous place like a dungeon. Chen Mo wanted to test him, so he continued to be stubborn With a straight face and a serious look, he said in a cold voice, "Listen up, kid, I'll just ask you once, why do you want to join the Familia? The dungeon is not a fun place."

Because he was afraid that his voice would not be cold enough, Chen Mo even pushed the sword open.

The moment the sword pressure was turned on, a sense of sharpness that seemed to hurt the bone marrow overflowed from Chen Mo's body, and Bell, who was the first to face the pressure, immediately turned pale, and even his heart stopped for half a beat. .

"Because, because... I... want to..."

Bell gritted his teeth with a pale face, trying to suppress his cowardly ugliness, and then continued in a trembling tone: "I want to become...more manly, more...handsome and reliable...and different Girls meet...then, stay in the dungeon..."

"what?"

"Leave... my own heroic adventure story!"

Bearing the pressure brought by Chen Mo, and the sword pressure that stimulated the spirit all the time, Bell had no time to think at all, and directly poured out the most true thoughts deep in his heart.

Looking at Bell's firm and pure eyes, Chen Mo could read the seriousness of this young man.

Become stronger in the adventure, become a hero, and meet different types of beautiful girls in the dungeon.

He really yearned for it from the bottom of his heart and sincerely.

As expected, he is the protagonist, even his desire to have a girlfriend and a harem can be expressed so confidently and aboveboard...

Chen Mo suddenly laughed, and at the same time turned off the external sword pressure.

Although it is indeed a very immature and naive idea, but... such a frank and funny kid, it is really hard to hate.

Seeing Chen Mo's gloomy face since he entered the basement, a smile appeared on his face, and at the same time, the inexplicable stinging feeling on his body suddenly eased, Bell couldn't help it. He breathed a sigh of relief, and his back, which was as straight as a javelin, collapsed.

"Hey, it's too early to relax now, right? Even if you pass my test, since you want to leave your own hero story in the dungeon, the dungeon will have to personally test you in the end." Just do it."

"Eh? That just now...was it just a test?"

Seeing Bell's surprised expression that didn't seem to be fake, Chen Mo couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Don't be here and give me a bargain and be a good boy, you will go into the dungeon with me tomorrow morning, be prepared, white-haired brat !"

"Well, I will."

He nodded seriously, but then Bell frowned suddenly, and said with some dissatisfaction, "Senior, I'm not called a white-haired brat!"

"I'm not called senior either."

Turning his head and glanced at the eye-catching white hair on Bell's head, Chen Mo's mouth curled up, and he continued, "White-haired brat, can you cook?"

"If it's just an ordinary home-cooked meal, it will be a little bit."

"Then come and help."

"Yes... yes! Senior!"

Nodding in satisfaction, Chen Mo picked up the food bag, turned around and walked towards the church above.

Because the space in the basement is limited, if you want to cook ingredients, you can only do it in the church.

……

the next day.