Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

"It's all right...but how did you know my name, Miss Li'ang?"

The movement of sharpening the dagger froze, Lyu raised her head and looked at Chen Mo, her face still had that cold expression on her face. After a few seconds, she lowered her head again, and said while continuing to sharpen the dagger, "Mr. Chen Mo's name has long been known. It has spread all over Orari, so why is it so strange that I know you...or do you want me to call you that, Mr. Black Holy Swordsman?"

"cough……"

When Lyu mentioned that super-shameful nickname given by the gods as a prank, Chen Mo blushed immediately, waved his hands and planned to run away.

"Then goodbye, Miss Li'ang."

"Lyu..."

"Ok?"

"Miss Li'ang sounds too unfamiliar, you can just call me Liu."

Chen Mo was taken aback by Lyu's words, but then he nodded and said with a smile, "Then goodbye, Lyu."

"Goodbye, Mr. Dark Swordsman."

"..."

Looking strangely at Lyu who was still polishing the dagger with his head down, Chen Mo suddenly had a sense of déjà vu.

【Then, Master Lily, please stop talking, this is really embarrassing. 】

[Okay, Mr. Chen Mo. 】

Ah, it really seems...

Maybe this cold-looking beautiful iceberg elf girl, like Lily, is unexpectedly evil-hearted?

"Ok?"

Sensing Chen Mo's strange gaze, Lyu stopped his movements, and shot her cold gaze like a knife.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Fearing that his thought of impoliteness would be seen through, Chen Mo quickly looked away, turned and left here.

……

There is no sun rise and moon set in the dungeon, so I don’t know what time it is outside, but there is still a reference to identify it on the No.18 floor.

That is the huge glowing white crystal in the center of the zenith above the head.

Synchronized with the orbit of the sun, the light of the white crystal will become particularly bright at noon, and the light will dim at night.

According to the judgment of experienced adventurers, it is now noon.

Pots and stoves were set up everywhere in the camp, or bonfires were set up, and people of the same family sat together and began to enjoy lunch—food brought from the ground by merchants.

In front of Hestia's family, the bonfire was burning fiercely, bringing a feeling of warmth to fiery heat.

Chen Mo was holding a dinner plate in his hand, which contained a mixture of mashed meat and mashed potatoes. It tasted salty, but to be honest, the taste was not very good, and it was barely edible.

As for the taste... What kind of taste do you want for this semi-liquid food?

"Chen Mojun, don't you want to eat?"

Seeing Chen Mo stirring up and down the dinner plate with a spoon, Hestia moved her buttocks, sat next to him and asked.

Hearing Hestia's question, Lily, who was sitting not far away, also cast her gaze over.

"...Sorry, Lord Shangshen, I... am not very hungry."

Not wanting to be considered as "a picky eater like a child at such an age", Chen Mo forced a wry smile and prevaricated the topic.

But what he really thought was...

Want to eat meat!I really want to eat meat! ! !

After fighting continuously all night long, Chen Mo's physical strength was exhausted. In addition to the subsequent battle with Goliath and strengthening Goliath, he felt that he could eat half a cow now.

And now what is this?Mashed potatoes or mashed potatoes?

I won't say much about the taste of this kind of food. How can I be full just by eating this? !

Just as Chen Mo was stirring the spoon full of resentment, an extremely strong smell of meat suddenly came from behind.

"Gu..."

Swallowing, Chen Mo turned his head and saw a silver-haired young werewolf.

"Bert Rocca...?"

The person who came was the attacker of the Loki family, the werewolf Bert Rocca.

The eyes only stayed on the other person's face for a moment, and then all Chen Mo's attention was attracted by the things he held in his hand.

"Hey, swordsman Chen Mo, I just heard you say that you are not hungry, so you probably don't need this thing, right?"

Hanging a pair of dead fish eyes, Burt looked down at Chen Mo who was sitting by the campfire from a condescending perspective, while talking, he gestured to throw away the whole roast leg of lamb he was holding.

"wait wait wait!"

As soon as he put down the plate full of mashed potatoes, Chen Mo stood up and grabbed Burt's wrist, but because the action was a little urgent, the force was a little stronger, "Please don't do this, I'm already hungry No more!"

"Oh?"