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

He shouted, "The treasure map has appeared!" and drew a simple doodle of a treasure map on the ground.

The last remaining bubble kobold's skill is somewhat useful.

[Bubble Brainwashing Technique]:

Blowing bubbles into an enemy's nostrils has a small chance of causing them to enter a "smiling state" that lasts for 5 seconds.

【Gudaguda Po】：

The charged bubble flies out, making a "pop" sound when it hits an enemy, and inflicting a "wet" status on allies and enemies in the vicinity.

After checking the three men's skills, Ron led them to an area filled with shallow pits.

"The three of you will stay in this shallow pit."

Now there are only three LV17 Tumbleweed monsters left, which are Tumbleweed spirits.

It's quite rare for a tumbleweed to reach level 17.

Ron sized up the three grassball monsters.

【Name: Grass Ball Monster】

[Race: Plant]

[Level: LV17]

[Experience: 158/370]

[Racial Trait: Photosynthesis]

Skill Slot 1: Rising Wind and Rolling Clouds, Skill Slot 2: Sneeze Moment, Skill Slot 3: Empty

Ron clicks on two skills.

[Wind and Clouds Rise: If you collide with an enemy, deal 1 point of "awkward damage" and trigger their dialogue "What is this?"]

[Sneezing Moment: Deals a "sneezing check" to all units within 5 feet. If an enemy sneezes twice in a row, they will develop "psychological contempt" towards the Grass Ball Monster.]

Ron couldn't resist trying out the sneezing moment.

"You three, use your sneeze moment on me."

The three adorable grass ball monsters immediately shook their round bodies, releasing a large amount of seeds and fluff, which floated away like dandelion seeds.

Ron couldn't help but feel a tickle in his nose.

"Ah..."

A sneeze came out.

Then came another sneeze.

Ron sneezed twice, then curled his lip in disapproval.

"These grass ball monsters are so silly. I would call them the weakest dungeon monsters. They have virtually no destructive power. Killing them is just a waste of your energy."

Ron snapped back to reality about five seconds after the thought crossed his mind.

"It turns out that it really can instill contempt in people's hearts. I thought it was just a joke."

The placement of such a monster needs to be carefully considered.

After much thought, Ron took the three grassball monsters to a flat area with a narrow passage and placed them there, close to the paralyzing mushrooms.

"Okay, then there's no problem."

All the monsters brought in have been dealt with.

As for Ron himself, he could simply find a high spot with a good view and stand there to enjoy watching the adventurers being tortured up close.

Ron stood at the highest point in the Black Language Cave, tested the view, found it was good, and then sat down to start fiddling with the entries on the panel.

The number of entries obtained previously was quite large.

LV1的词条有76个，LV2的词条则有48个，还有LV3的词条龙鳞模拟一个。

The monsters in the Black Language Cave are now all at level 7 or higher, so they can all be combined to create higher-level affixes for use.

Ron then began synthesizing entries.

Chapter 90 Slime Baby Dragon

Viser's voice was low and cautious, echoing in the damp underground passageways:

"Be careful, don't be careless."

He led this newly formed adventurer team—the members, though labeled "newcomers," each possessed experience far exceeding that title.

All five were highly skilled and experienced veterans, so their path to advancement was almost without any obstacles.

In just a few days, they had cleared out most of the dungeons marked "E" in the Dark Hills.

Now, only this last one remains.

Victory is in sight. Once this hurdle is overcome, all five adventurers' badges will be engraved with the shining "LV10".

Therefore, Viser reminded his teammates again.

They had all suffered the consequences of pride, and the painful experience of falling back to LV1 was still fresh in their minds; no one would repeat the same mistake.

The group of people looked focused and walked with steady steps.

After a brief but intense battle, the dark depths of the cave returned to calm.

"Finally... Level 10!"

Mills, the team's tank, let out a long sigh of relief, a smile spreading across his tired face as he glanced at his equally refreshed teammates.

The upgraded light from their mutual contact still lingers around them, bringing a long-lost sense of power.

Reverend Lambert, his face beaming with a smile that seemed to stretch across his wrinkles, remarked:

"Looking back, we used to secretly compete with each other whenever we met, and none of us had pure thoughts. Who would have thought that we would become partners who could entrust our backs to each other?"

The light at the tip of the staff in his hand softened slightly.

With a hint of mockery, the thief Jill looked at the icy mage Belin in the group.

"I remember back then, Miss Belin's pretty face was like the frozen soil of the North. Just looking at it made you feel a chill from the bone, let alone getting close to it."

"Hey, I was secretly thinking back then, what kind of clueless man would dare to marry such an ice queen?"

Mills and Lambert couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Belin glared at Jill with an annoyance, and a chill seemed to gather around her once more.

"Don't worry, there's definitely no place for you on the list."

Her green robes, though seemingly rough in texture, subtly shimmered with a magical sheen.

Jill laughed even louder:

"Yes, yes, I was just meddling!"

Looking at his teammates' relaxed and playful atmosphere, Viser felt a little dazed for a moment, as if he had returned to the time when he was still a naive young man.

Back then, he also had a group of friends. They stumbled and fell, and there were bound to be complaints and arguments, but after the arguments, they would always laugh and joke around the campfire together.

Now, that familiar feeling is back.

He felt a long-lost sense of purity, even more genuinely fulfilling than when he was known as "Silver Blade."

Viser composed himself, bent down, and picked up the loot he had collected after clearing the level—

A shield surrounded by a faint glow of emerald green energy.

He weighed it in his hand, then handed it to Mills:

"Look, this green one is much better than your current broken tinplate one."

Mills took the new shield, tried swinging it a few times, and the solid feel of it made him grin.

Suddenly, he remembered something, and a eager glint appeared in his eyes:

"Hey, we're level 10 now! If that 'Black Whisper Cavern' hadn't been upgraded, wouldn't we be able to go and try out that legendary hellish beginner dungeon right away? What a pity..."

"What a pity!"

Jill smacked her lips, her face full of longing:

"I really want to go in and see how deep it is."

Just then, Belin's cool voice rang out, her gaze sweeping over the crowd in turn:

"Assuming... I mean assuming, the Black Language Caverns haven't been upgraded, nor have they activated that 'anti-testing mechanism' that records intruder behavior."

"Given our current strength and experience, what are the chances of us getting out if we manage to break in?"

This problem is like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

Jill was the first to speak, with his usual quick wit and a hint of arrogance:

"Half and half. That kid's design of the mechanism did have a slightly unorthodox feel to it, but well—"

He shrugged:

"As long as we are extremely careful, there shouldn't be any major problems."

Mills' smile contained a hint of bitterness:

"I think... at most 30%. You can't imagine how it can trap people if you haven't experienced it firsthand or seen the videos of those bizarre rules. You can easily capsize if you're not careful."

Lambert's answer, however, was full of confidence:

"Eighty percent! I'm very confident in our team. Don't forget, we also have the Holy Light!"

All eyes turned to Captain Viser, awaiting his judgment.

Viser met their gazes, his expression calm and unwavering:

"The challenge standard for a D-rank dungeon is LV11 to LV20. Black Whisper Cavern is currently a D-rank. So, instead of just talking about it on paper..."

He paused, his tone carrying an undeniable composure:

"We only need to level up one more level—just LV11—to experience it for ourselves. Why bother guessing?"