My Passive Skills Are Invincible
Chapter 177
When Mike opened his eyes again, he saw a very clear flow.
A gentle breeze blew past, and the surrounding leaves rippled against each other. When mixed with the sound of the river, it made one feel very relaxed.
“Where is this?”
Mike is very confident that this is still a Second World continent, but the scenery here is rather unusual.
He wanted to try using the shuttle bracelet on his right hand..
However, he discovered that the shuttle bracelet on his right hand was completely gone.
Mike was a little surprised and quickly opened his backpack to take a look.
Fortunately, the other things were all there.
Mike then breathed a sigh of relief.
Although losing the shuttle bracelet was a huge loss, at least other things were still there.
If Law and the Sword of Meredith were to disappear as well, then that would be a big deal.
As he was thinking about this, the light sound of the horse tread came from behind Mike.
Mike subconsciously turned his head, and then his eyes widened.
He really saw…
Three Centaurus!
“Who are you?”
The leading centaur said.
At this moment, Mike realized something strange.
There was no identification on the heads of these three Centaurs.
Logically speaking, if they were “monster”, once they saw Mike, they would instantly attack.
Furthermore, if they were NPCs, there should be an ID in their heads.
This situation made Mike feel a little awkward.
It was as if he was not playing a game.
He hesitated for a moment and did not mention the matter of Lord F* ck. Instead, he answered,
“I am an adventurer of the human race.”
Hearing this answer, the three Centaurs looked at each other and discussed with puzzled expressions.
“Petualang? What is adventurer?”
“I never heard of it.”
“I've never heard of it either.”
This time, Mike was even more confused.
The entire Second World knew about the existence of adventurers, who were players.
Why did these three Centaurs not realize it?
For a moment, even Mike didn't know what to say.
He could only learn from the three Centaurs and inquire in return,
“Are you Centaurus?”
When the three Centaurs heard this, they looked at each other and could not help but laugh.
“Of course we are Centaur. You're really weird. You don't even know about Centaur and even call yourself an adventurer.”
“…”
Mike really doesn't know how to explain this.
It was perfectly normal not to see Centaurs in the Second World.
After all, this was a creature that only appeared in legends.
He even felt that he and these Centaurs were not from the same world.
Ah, he almost forgot. Mike is not from the same world as them. Mike is from the real world.
That's not important.
“Can you take me to your village to have a look?”
He had no idea where he was, why he had suddenly appeared here, or where the others had gone.
The best way to get all the answers is to go back to the Centaur tribe and see it.
Maybe they're all looking for him in the Centaur village.
The more Mike thought about it, the more he felt that this plan was perfect.
He already thought that if this Centaur rejected him, then he would call Lord F*ck's name.
This way, they would definitely not reject him.
However, to Mike's surprise, before he had to pretend to be Lord F*ck, these three Centaurs actually agreed straightforwardly.
“You want to be a guest in our village? Sure.”
The centaur who was leading smiled and said.
Not only that, he even walked up to Mike and said, “Sit on my back, I'll take you to the village.”
Mike wanted to say that it would be faster if he walked.
However, thinking that he needed them to lead, there was no point in him walking faster alone, so he did not refuse.
Mike even wondered if these people thought he was Lord F*ck like the other Centaurs before him.
Of course, if not needed, Mike will not take the initiative to use the identity. Anyway, the name is weird.
As Mike sat behind the Centaur, the three Centaurs walked along the river.
It turned out not far from the Centaur tribe, and before long they could hear the sound of cheerful singing.
This made Mike feel a little strange again.
Although there are rarely visitors, they still should not make a big fuss.
Isn't Centaur nearly extinct? Now they must hide and strengthen the tribe.
However, when the three Centaurs took Mike to their tribal entrance, Mike was completely dumbfounded.
“Where is this?!”
“This is our Centaur tribe.” The centaur under Mike turned around and smiled.
The confusion in Mike's eyes became more intense.
The Centaur Tribe in front of him was completely different from the tribe he had just seen!
This tribe was clearly over ten times larger than the previous tribe. Moreover, he did not see a statue similar to him at the entrance of the village.
“Do you Centaur have other tribes?” Mike couldn't help but ask.
After all, Cordontimus had said before that the Centaurs had once separated.
It's possible that this is another Centaur tribe. He doesn't expect them to develop well.
“Disana?” Centaur looked at his friend in confusion.
The other two companions also shook their heads, indicating that they did not know.
They had never heard of any other Centaur tribe in the world.
Mike thought about it and said nothing.
Actually, it's natural.
If they had separated before, then it was natural for these young Centaurs not to know about the separation.
However, what Mike does not expect is that the village with the statue is actually a war-oriented Centaur tribe.
These three Centaurs were clearly much friendlier than the earlier Centaur tribes. They must be peaceful.
When he thought about the war-oriented relationship of the Centaurs with humans and human statues, Mike felt there must be a shocking secret.
He must find a way to find out when he returns. Who knows, he might be able to trigger some hidden missions.
Thinking of this, Mike revealed a satisfied smile.
The more missions there are, the more rewards there are. As a player, Mike would not refuse.
At this moment, a familiar voice came from the Centaur village in front of him.
“Come, keep singing, keep dancing.”
Hearing this voice, Mike frowned slightly.
Why does this sound like... Cordordontimus?