My Passive Skills Are Invincible
Chapter 122

Mike wants to laugh.

Judging from Allen's appearance, the sniper had nothing to do with being “tampan”.

Look at her.

His cheeks were always red because he was always drunk.

His eyelids never seem to open.

His ever-cluttered beard and hair made him look like a bum.

As such, Allen's words were not persuasive at all.

Of course, Mike didn't come to him for this. He just wanted to ask me something.

“Hello, Allen. I want to ask you about someone.”

Mike took the rum from the bartender tray, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Allen.

As an alcoholic, Allen certainly would not refuse this glass of rum.

He immediately took out a glass and gulped down a large mouthful.

The rum in the glass immediately dropped by more than half.

Allen looked at Mike with a smoldering look and said nothing.

Mike understood and looked over with a smile.

“Beauty more rum. Oh right, give this little tree spirit a glass of beer.”

The book says that plants like to drink beer. Maybe a lot of people didn't know about this, but Mike happened to see it, so he knew about it.

Little tree spirit stone asked curiously, “What is beer?”

“Bir?”

Mike smiled and touched his head. “Drinks that can replenish nutrients for you.”

“Keren, I can't wait to try it.”

The spirit of Stone's small tree jumps off Mike's shoulder and lies on the bartender's desk.

Allen, on the other hand, said very cooperatively,

“Thank you for your rum, then.. may I ask what God Slayer wants to know?”

Allen said in a daze while tasting the remaining rum in the cup while looking at the bar table.

Mike looked at the drunk in front of him and called out the name with a smile and a calm tone.

“Kordordontimus.”

At this moment, Allen froze.

His gaze changed from a drunken mist to an eagle-like sharpness.

His expression changed from a cynical mockery to an unprecedented seriousness.

He looked at Mike and asked word for word,

“Where did you learn this name? Why are you looking for him?”

The smile on Mike's face became clearer.

From Allen's reaction, it was seen that the king's information was correct.

“To be honest, I heard it from the king.

“There was a strong man named Cordontimus who left a roll of sheepskin. It seems that those who have the scroll can learn from Cordortimus.”

As he spoke, he took out a roll of sheepskin, but he did not hand it over to Allen. He just stared at Allen.

However, this gaze made Allen's eyes show a hint of surprise.

“That's right, I roll this sheepskin, it's the only one in the world…

“I mean, I didn't expect someone could actually get this.”

Mike smiled as he put down the scroll and said,

“In the eyes of those who pursue power, these scrolls are priceless.

“But in the eyes of many, power is not as important as money. Maybe someone accidentally got it and sold it for a good price, who knows?

“All this is not important. Now it's in my hands, can you lead? ”

A second glass of rum was sent by the bartender, but Allen did not continue drinking.

He looked at Mike. Only small tree spirits are left in the bar with ******* happy after tasting the beer.

After a while, Allen took out a cigarette from his waist and lit it.

He took a deep breath, then looked at Mike and said,

“I can tell you the approximate location, but I'm not going to take you there. Or rather, I don't want to see him again.”

“Why?” Mike showed an interested look.

Although Allen shook his head and avoided the question. Instead, he continued,

“You know about Violet Valley, right?”

Mike nodded.

“In Violet Valley lies the highest mountain peak. Cordontimus is on the top of the mountain. You can go now.”

After saying this, Allen leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes.

Mike knew that the other party was unwilling to continue.

He stood up and said with a smile,

“Thank you for your information. Your spending today is all on me. ”

He turned around to look at the bartender, but the bartender didn't seem to mind.

“Stone, let's go.”

Mike walks slowly to the bar counter and picks up Stone.

However, Stone held the cup tightly and refused to let go.

“Wait a minute, buddy, this drink is too cold. Let me finish it!”

After Stone poured the remaining beer into his mouth, Stone reluctantly looked at the bar behind the bartender before leaning on Mike's shoulder.

Mike felt that Stone and Allen could be best friends.

They really do fit, in terms of drinking.

..

After leaving the bar, Stone asked,

“Are we going to Violet Valley now?”

Mike thought for a moment and replied,

“Yes, but we may pass somewhere on the way.”

“Where?” the small tree spirit stone asked curiously.

“A grave.”

“OK okay, let's go to the grave.” the spirit of the little tree Stone is always excited.

Mike even wondered if Stone knew what “grave” means.

With that, the man and the tree left the City of Light.

Violet Valley is in the West.

Moreover, the City of Victory was in the middle of the City of Light and the Violet Valley.

In other words, they would pass through the City of Victory on the way to the Violet Valley.

Since they left, they might as well go to the cult base.

It's not far, and Mike's coming soon.

This time, Mike doesn't see Tiffany in the grave. Maybe the cult will change the corpse every time it recruits a new person.

Since he had been here once, Mike easily found an empty tombstone that had no inscription.

He imitates Tiffany's behavior and knocks on the tombstone.

Then, the floor in front of the tombstone sank, revealing a hidden staircase.

“Wow, this is so cool,” exclaim Stone spirit small tree.

Mike smiled and walked in.

After walking through long stairs and corridors, Mike arrived at the large room he had last visited.

The black-robed man was still standing there, exactly where he was before, as if he would never change his position.

Mike took a step forward and said,

“I have finished what was previously ordered to me.”

When the black-robed man heard this, he said in a somewhat dissatisfied tone,

“I'll record your contribution, but you're taking too long. The Evil God Lord needed more nutrients.

“Then, you must repeat this mission again.”

The black-robed man issued this mission to Mike again.

He felt that this new member had to leave this place to complete the mission.

Mike did not do it.

He smiled and said,

“Well, new mission has been completed. Please pay attention to my contribution. ”