Chapter 600: CCXVII. The Shadows of History
The most ridiculous thing has happened!
The most, most ridiculous thing has happened!
For the three Evil Dragon Judges, the sight before them is more shocking than hearing the news of the Emperor’s demise.
It’s as if a low-functioning Parkinson’s patient truly completed a highly complex neurosurgery using only a screw knife and wrench.
No one expected Archer to fight. They just hoped he could gather intel on the battlefield and follow orders, because there’s a big task ahead, and he was banned from drinking these days.
A few minutes ago, Archer was frightened by the massive army of canned soldiers, and just happened to hear a loud noise. Something was happening in the city, so he thought of some tactical evasion, and came in to check it out.
But he didn’t dare come in without drinking; Lao Li’s antics have become increasingly bold. The good old days spent idling on the ship were much better than now, and Archer found himself unable to adapt.
For Archer personally, being a cook on the ship and being a major shareholder isn’t much different. Every day was about drinking, and the money was squandered on pretending to be wealthy. To him, it didn’t matter whether he pretended or not; the difference was truly negligible.
He secretly took a couple of swigs before coming.
"Dragon Descendant?"
The leading Judger could only think this.