My Archangel

"..."

Sliding his fingertips, Qiao Wen then turned the information to the second page.

Then... After scanning the information recorded on the second page, Qiao Wen also quickly realized that what Elsia specifically mentioned earlier that "this person is not very lucky" refers to the specifics .

'All three expeditions failed. I didn't have any problems. On the contrary, the same group members always had various problems...If these descriptions are true, this seems to be an incredible broom star...?'

'And...what the hell is this dice that has been rolled out for three days in a row?From another perspective, this guy is pretty awesome.'

With a slightly raised eyebrow, Qiao Wen lifted his head, retracted his gaze from the cardboard in his hand, and looked at Elsia again.

"How...? What do you think of this candidate, Mr. Qiaowen?"

The two sides made contact with each other, Elsia pursed her lips, and asked with some hesitation.

"It is recommended to immediately expel this person from registration."

Chapter 037: Just as my sister invited you

There is no need to hesitate.

Just kidding, although from the current information, Qiao Wen felt that this uncle named "Morik" looks very kind and has enough strength. Under this situation, there is no problem in being a teammate.

But... this is just a conclusion drawn from his panel data.

If you count this uncle's resume now, the result will be reversed.

Participated in a total of three expeditions.

As a result, almost all the routes on which they were located were disappearing in the first coordinate group to go out.

Among them, there was even the first true death of Li Siren, the main member of the expedition in nearly ten thousand years.

And... this is still the situation where all the companions are destroyed, and as a result, only this uncle survives.

Qiao Wen felt that this series of phenomena...may have been difficult to describe with a simple broom star.

At this time, he had already seen "destiny" in that world with his own eyes. Qiao Wen, who had some understanding of "destiny", even felt that...this uncle might have something strange about him.

However, it does not matter.

No matter what, it has nothing to do with Qiao Wen, who has now decided not to have anything to do with this uncle anyway.

Just kidding, he himself is a bad luck, and now finally, after finding two young gods as work...friends, his luck has only slightly improved.

With this uncle of the disaster star, Qiao Wen didn't think so much for the time being.

And besides that, the most important thing is... Qiao Wen himself actually doesn't have high demands on his teammates.

At least he thinks that even the current self does not need to hug other people's thighs, especially this kind of thighs that are problematic at first glance.

For the time being, the existence of a companion... as long as it does not drag him back, it is enough.

"...Mr. Qiaowen, what you meant just now... did you not want to communicate with him?"

At this moment, Elsia's stiff-sounding voice also reached Qiao Wen's ears.

"Correct."

Qiao Wen nodded very directly, and then he raised his eyebrows slightly, so he looked at Elsia with a lot of time: "What's the matter with you? I thought you were introducing someone, but this was the result. ?"

Although I was prepared to a certain extent in my heart, but at this time, after discovering that the person introduced was a little outrageous in pulling the hips, Qiaowen turned to Elsia's sight... and then became a little kind. .

This holy son... Could it be that he was dissatisfied with something about him, so he went around and wanted to introduce this uncle to him?

"Then, that, Mr. Qiaowen... always feel that your eyes seem a bit scary, no... you may have misunderstood, I am not dissatisfied with you..."

In Qiao Wen's gaze, it was as if he had already understood the meaning of his gaze. The expression on Elsia's face was a little stiff, and then she reacted, and she reluctantly pulled a touch at the corner of her mouth. smile.

"..."

Qiao Wen did not rush to speak.

But perhaps it was because he had been with a certain archangel who hadn't spoken all the time for a long time. At this time, he was very sure that what he meant...had been clearly conveyed to the saint child in front of him through his own eyes.

——Introduce this kind of guy who is favored by the disasters around me. Are you kidding me?

"Or, maybe for others, combined with the experience so far, Mr. Molick is to some extent... indeed a very dangerous companion, but... Mr. Qiaowen, you are different."

Speaking in such a low voice, a soft smile gradually appeared on Elsia’s face, as if she wanted to appease Qiao Wen: "Although luck, such a vain thing, can easily affect people’s judgments and even the world. There are many people on the Internet who are worried about this... But even if Mr. Morik really has the kind of luck that can bring disaster to the people around him, for you, this level of influence is not worth mentioning."

"...Forget it, just forget it."

Qiao Wen felt a little embarrassed about Elsia's description.

Because he didn't feel that his just improved luck... could toss like this.

As a self-aware person, Qiao Wen personally intends to cherish the luck of saving himself.

Now for him, he can accept that after trying all the methods, he will be ruined by monsters utterly... However, it is unclearly affected by the "doom" that comes with his teammates and ushered in life. The result of the end, he thanked Bumin.

"So, no, so let me finish talking first."

Obviously he had read his attitude from Qiaowen’s response. Elsia scratched her hair and continued to speak: "You also know that luck may indeed exist... But it is not terrible. Things, on the contrary, to solve this kind of problem... is actually very simple."

With that said, a very determined expression appeared on Elsia’s face: "Qiao Wen said first, if luck can be called a variable, then...correspondingly, the power you have now, you The power of those around you can be called definite."

"As long as the strength is sufficient, even if there is real bad luck in this world, it is difficult to pose any threat to you."

"Ten thousand steps back, it is still unknown whether Mr. Molick's body really has that kind of bad luck. Maybe the previous expeditions are just pure coincidence... You have Lord Vina and Lord Elisa by your side. , Something like doom... hardly works for you..."

It seems that because Qiaowen has no plans to communicate with Morik at present, Elsia is still trying to convince Qiaowen.

"..."

But Qiao Wen did not intend to let go.

Hearing the theory spoken by Elsia’s mouth, he didn’t try to refute it. He just looked at the various information presented on the "hard paper" in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "This is mentioned above. Doom dice...what is it?"

Qiao Wen is a little curious now.

Teaming up with Morik...he didn't even think about it.

But among them, what makes him more concerned... is the "dice of doom" mentioned above.

In this world...is it possible that there are already props that can detect a person's luck?

"That, probably... is a prop like a little toy to kill time?"