You promised to wreak havoc on the dungeon, but instead you've got Dragon Slime!

[A murmured speech: If you are in the water, there is a chance that a school of small fish will come to watch you give a solemn but incoherent speech.]

Upon seeing the explanation, Ron barely managed to suppress a laugh. These skills…

The level of abstraction far surpasses his own strange entries; it's practically the pinnacle of performance art.

Forget about harming adventurers, it'll probably only amuse them.

He waved to the old blind fishman.

The merman immediately used his spear to support his body and moved clumsily but quickly in front of Ron, his fins waving with extraordinary effort.

He stood up straight, his single eye gleaming with loyalty:

“Mr. Ron! I, the old blind fishman, will make those... those land creatures experience the power of the ocean!”

It swung its seaweed-covered spear with great force, staggering as it exerted too much strength.

Ron gestured for it to follow him.

Claudia followed behind, looking back at the old murloc who swayed with every step, as if he were about to fall apart at any moment. In the end, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Ron."

Claudia made no attempt to hide the mischievousness in her tone:

"Now I understand why nobody hires it. This... fishman who can barely walk, you're planning to use it... to make adventurers laugh to death?"

Her teasing made the old blind merman's cheeks swell up, and he wanted to argue, but in the end he just lowered his head in annoyance.

He could only try harder to move his fins, making an embarrassing splashing sound.

Ron didn't laugh; instead, he thoughtfully reminded him:

"Claudia, have you noticed?"

"Ok?"

Claudia's smile faded, and she looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"This fishman looks like he walks unsteadily and moves terribly slowly."

Ron slowed his pace, his gaze fixed on the merman's staggering figure:

"But whether we're walking or we've just stopped, it always...keeps up with our pace perfectly, and it's never left behind, no matter how fast or slow we go."

Claudia paused, carefully recalling the path she had just walked.

The rocky passage wasn't exactly flat; it had some small slopes and steps, but this limping old fishman actually... didn't miss a single step!

It staggered with every step, but the frequency of the staggers seemed to be carefully calculated, just enough to offset the difference in its lame leg.

She looked at Ron in surprise:

"Yeah! How strange! It should be... supposed to be very slow..."

This was the first strange thing Ron noticed—there was an inexplicable contradiction about this mutated fishman.

"Remember the pink slime from before?"

Ron added a suggestion.

Claudia nodded:

"Well, what happened?"

"When it stood in the center of that small island."

Ron's gaze sharpened:

"The surrounding fire elemental flames suddenly shot up for a moment. I thought it was a coincidence at the time, but now it seems... it definitely wasn't!"

Claudia recalled the scene from that moment:

A giant pink slime fell, followed by a sudden surge of a ring of fire!

This situation is indeed unusual!

Two observations, two coincidences?

Ron was convinced that these seemingly useless "mutated defective products," discarded by other lords, must be hiding secrets that had yet to be discovered.

Chapter 89 Strange and Bizarre Monsters

Considering the old blind fishman's water attribute, Ron placed him near a pool of water.

“Mr. Ron, I’ll show those damned adventurers what I’m capable of.”

The old blind murloc swung his spear a few more times, making the distinctive murloc-like "jiliwa" sound.

Hearing that sound gives me a headache.

Ron returned to the group of monsters, looked at the rest of them, and focused his gaze on the four sand snakes.

This snake is sandy in color, and by staying in the sand, it can develop a certain degree of camouflage, preventing it from being discovered.

There is a beach near the accumulated water at the Black Language Cave.

"You four come with me."

Four thick sand snakes followed behind Ron.

One of them is LV19, and the other three are LV16.

Ron took a closer look at the LV19 stats.

【Name: Storm Sand Serpent】

[Race: Beast]

[Level: LV19]

[Experience: 202/532]

[Racial Trait: Blood of Nature]

Skill Slot 1: Fishing for air, Skill Slot 2: Giving roses, Skill Slot 3: Empty

It's that strange skill again.

Click on the skill.

[Fishing in the air: Using your tail to fish in the air can sometimes be successful]

[Giving a rose: Taking out a rose and giving it to the enemy]

These skills seem useless, and in fact, they really are useless.

During their journey, Ron noticed two faint, thin, cicada-wing-like appendages on the gills of these sand snakes. As they fluttered, some barely perceptible afterimages would suddenly appear around the Storm Sand Snakes' bodies.

It seems that the distinctive feature of these mutated sand snakes lies in their cheeks and eyes.

Ron brought four sand snakes to the vicinity of the beach and let the four of them swim there.

After making the arrangements, Ron looked at Claudia, who was following behind.

"You can just stay in this area with these sand snakes."

Finally came to life.

Claudia puffed out her chest.

"Don't worry, I guarantee those damned adventurers won't come back alive."

Ron thought for a moment, then took out the Anubis Resurrection Stone and handed it to Claudia.

"Claudia, you take this treasure."

"Consider it their reward after the adventurers defeat you."

Claudia looked displeased.

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you talking so rudely? What do you mean by 'adventurers defeated me'? How could an adventurer possibly defeat me?"

In response to Claudia's remarks, Ron reassured her, "I was just giving an example."

"Even examples won't work."

Although he said he was very unwilling, his body language betrayed him, and he reached out and took the Anubis Resurrection Stone.

To be honest, Ron didn't have high expectations for this princess; he just wanted her to fill in the numbers and increase the total number of levels in the Black Whisper Caves.

Returning to the entrance, I looked at the remaining 6 monsters.

Among them were three kobolds wielding pickaxes. These monsters already looked strange, but these three were even more bizarre.

One of them has a broken wooden bucket on its head, a dull look in its eyes, and a round body; it is level 19.

There was also a money bag cloak made of tattered cloth, just like the Nine-Bag Elder of the Beggars' Sect, LV17.

The last one had a glass bottle on its head filled with a colorful liquid, the contents of which were unknown. It was level 17.

Seeing Ron scrutinizing them, the three kobolds stepped forward, pickaxes in hand, and introduced them in a relaxed tone:

“Mr. Ron, the one wearing the wooden bucket on his head is our eldest brother, Wooden Hammer Nogu, I am Gulu Treasure, and the one with the bubble bottle on his head is our third brother, Wudong Bubble.”

Ron smiled but said nothing.

I now have a whole family of kobolds.

These monsters are often thought to live in underground mines, where they are usually constantly mining.

I checked the skill panels of the three characters.

The skill associated with wearing a wooden bucket on one's head is [Rhythmic Tapping].

Slamming the floor creates a rhythm, giving the entire team a "good mood" buff.

[Random Potato Drop]:

When you slam the ground, there's a chance a potato will drop. If it hits an enemy, it will bounce back to their face and you'll eat it, restoring 1 health point.

The Beggar Clan elder's skill is [Tossing Gold for Self-Admiration]:

He threw a copper coin at an enemy, then rushed over to snatch it back, knocking down a line of enemies in the process.

[Golden Prophecy Technique]: