"It sounds old-fashioned, it feels very mediocre." Yang Cong couldn't help but complain.

"Yes, as you said, that's it, but the point is in the story that follows. The sage happily reported to his Lord God the crafting of the Sage Stone... However, the God who got the stone smashed it on the floor and broke it in front of the sage's eyes... and brought eternal life..."

“……”

Listening to this, Yang Cong couldn't help but shake his head, feeling speechless.

"Pointing with your fingers at the sage who lost his soul and only had an empty shell, the god was about to continue smiling until his stomach twisted."

This is probably the most funny and boring myth he has ever heard.

Hestia often gave him myths, but compared to what Hestia said, Aina said at this time, it was much worse.

Aina said: "The Stone of the Sage seems to be something created by chance, and it can't be refined any more. After the Sage, people who can exhaust the ability of "mystery" to such a limit have never appeared again, and the Stone of the Sage gradually became a legendary prop."

"Aina means that development ability is as proficient as personal ability value?"

Although Yang Cong was not sure, he decided to ask, after all, he didn't understand what the world looked like.

Aina nodded and said, "Yeah, I don't have proficiency. It's just like basic abilities, it's just that there is a division of abilities from S to I. If you want to move up to the next stage, it will be extremely difficult, or even reach a level that is incomparable to basic abilities."

The two chatted and unknowingly arrived at the entrance of the Tower of Babel.

Although they are, to put it bluntly, there are several trapezoidal stairs surrounding the tower and passing through the wall of the first floor.

After passing through the door, the hall with white and light cyan as the main colors came into view.

The entrance to the dungeon is actually underground.

"Let's go up there," said Aina. "After all, the free space provided by the Tower of Babel starts from the fourth floor."

It can be said that the first floor of the Tower of Babel is just a place like an entrance, and the main public facilities start from the second floor.

There were several round pedestals there, and the two rode on one of them.

Relying on this wall that feels a different sense of transparency from glass, it is like glass, giving rise to such an obvious feeling.

Then he rose up like this, and it felt amazing, but Yang Cong was not too surprised.

Not to mention anything else, in this world, all unscientific things can be explained by magic stones.

Magic Stone is really powerful and has many uses.

Soon, the two arrived at the fourth floor of the Tower of Babel.

Aina said: "Although the store I like is still above, it's rare to visit another one."

There are shops selling weapons and armor around.

Among them, Yang Cong also noticed that all of them were shops of Hephaestos family.

Could it be...

It seemed that Yang Cong's doubts were also seen, and Eina said: "From the fourth floor to the eighth floor, they were all rented by [Hephaestos]."

Damn, I'm really rich and powerful.

Is this the world of rich people? Just rent them all.

Yang Cong thought that going to the dungeon was the most profitable, and it would be better to build weapons.

This kind of money making from adventurers seems to be the safest and most profitable one.

Yang Cong took a look at the price above and it was just a few million or tens of millions.

He couldn't help but look at the sword around his waist. This was made by Hephaestus himself, so the price...

Yang Cong couldn't help but shivered, and felt much colder in an instant.

"Welcome! This guest, what do you want to buy today?"

When Yang Cong was about to take a walk, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Hestia?" Yang Cong couldn't help looking over.

Wearing a red apron uniform, who is not Hestia?

"Huh????" Yang Cong felt very confused.

Why did Hestia appear in this place?

"Hestia, why are you here? Didn't I say you don't have to work anymore? Just wait for me at home, why do you still have to work here?"

Hestia was also stunned when she saw Yang Cong, and then saw Aina next to Yang Cong. For some reason, her face turned red in an instant at that moment.

"I... I just feel that no matter what, I can't relax. If you get hurt one day and can't go to the dungeon, I can also raise you, right?" Hestia lowered her head and couldn't help but say.

Yang Cong's mouth twitched, "You are planning for the future, so should I hug you very much? Oh my God, my God, you are really thinking too thoughtful."

There is a very likely thing that something is going to happen soon, so you can support me.

Baa Baa Baa Baa Baa...

What nonsense?

How could something happen to Yang Cong?

"Hestia, go back with me, I can support you." Yang Cong said.

Hestia shook her head and said, "No, I want to work here, don't ask, God has things he has to do."

Yang Cong shook his head and said, "No matter what, you are always my goddess, not to mention that my abilities are enough to support you, so there is no need to come to this place in the future."

"No, no..." Hestia shook her head quickly.

"Hey hey hey.... Newcomer, don't play there! Keep working for me quickly!"

A scolding came from a distance.

"yes!"

Hestia ran away directly.

Seeing Hestia like this, Yang Cong couldn't help but shake his head: "Oh."

Aina, who was standing by, didn't know what to say when she saw this scene, could only smile dryly.

Yang Cong then looked at Aina: "Sorry, I've let you see such an ugly scene."

"Nothing." Aina shook her head and said, "Let's go to the upper floor,"

"Yes, OK."

Then the two went to the eighth floor of the Tower of Babel.

Taking the magic stone lift, the two soon arrived at the eighth floor.

The elevator door opened, and the scene in front of me was very lively.

There are various armor stores here, weapons stores selling various weapons.

Looking around, there are more adventurers here than on the fourth floor.

The adventurers here are basically first-class adventurers and have very good strength.

"Please come with me." Aina smiled, and then took Yang Cong into the most common things in the family.

Walking into a store, Aina looked at Yang Cong: "How much did you stay?"

"It's not much, just two million." Yang Cong replied lightly.

There is really not much, and you can tell it.

Aina couldn't help but want to complain, and she didn't know whether it was Yang Cong's intention or something.

Every time I answer this kind of question, I am particularly humble, not the ordinary humble, but the very humble.

When you enter the store, you will be surrounded by all kinds of armor.

The prices vary, including tens of millions and very cheap ones.

Aina probably wants to choose a suitable set of armor for Yang Cong.

As for weapons and so on, Yang Cong has the sword of Hestia and does not need any other weapons at all.

If others knew that this was a weapon made by Hephaestos, many people would probably want to see it if they had broken their heads, and even wanted to buy it.

But to be honest, Yang Cong doesn't like this kind of armor very much because it feels very intrusive.

If others were told that Yang Cong thought so, he would probably kill Yang Cong with a blow.

Is this what you say? You don’t need it, but others still need it.

Aina looked at Yang Cong standing there looking at the armor in front of her, and couldn't help but say, "What kind of armor and weapons does Congjun want?"

"If you have a weapon, it's enough." Yang Cong took out his sword.

Seeing the sword in Yang Cong's hand, the careful Aina instantly saw the name on the scabbard, Hephaestus.

For a moment, Aina was stunned for a moment: "How could you have..."

"Shh..." Yang Cong hurriedly stopped Aina and covered Aina's mouth.

Aina stared at Yang Cong with wide eyes.
To be continued...