My bloodline is so eager to improve.

But the veteran simply said it calmly.

"That person is capable."

Kid, remember what he looks like.

I think we'll be dealing with him quite often in the future.

The veteran didn't explain much to his men; good eyesight takes time and experience to develop.

When he saw Otto again, he believed the kid would understand what he meant.

As for Otto, who had disappeared into the morning mist, he overheard the conversation between the two.

Now that Otto's strength has increased, his physical abilities have improved considerably, and he easily noticed the conversation between the two, but he simply didn't respond.

"I should ask them their names when I have the chance, and have a good chat with them."

Otto thought that, putting the young soldier aside for the moment, the old soldier should be a good source of intelligence.

As Otto pondered this, his animal friends gradually became restless.

The eagle, disgusted by the thick, damp feeling of being enveloped in fog, kept rubbing its feathers with the wool of a black sheep.

The white dog sensed danger; there were many powerful scents in the distance.

The black cat turned its head and flicked its tail to wake the sleeping brown bear, reminding its leader that the Adventurers' Guild had arrived.

That's it for Chapter 5?

Following the black cat's guidance, Otto pushed open the door in front of him.

The Adventurers' Guild's lobby was filled with the smells of cheap mead, leather, rust, and even a faint stench of blood!

"Is this the Adventurers' Guild?"

Otto entered the hall, but at that moment, at least a dozen pairs of eyes turned to him.

Seeing this, and with Lance's reminder, Otto didn't care much.

This is probably how it is when a newcomer walks in.

Experienced players, like wolves that have smelled blood, will scrutinize a newcomer from head to toe, assessing their worth.

Otto ignored the stares and walked straight to the counter at the far end of the hall.

His leather boots made a slow, deliberate sound as he approached the counter.

However, five of the six counters in the lobby were crowded with people. In order to save time, Otto immediately went to the counter where there was no one in line.

Otto was greeted by a woman with a cold expression.

Otto couldn't estimate the other person's age, only that he was around twenty-five.

The other person's blond hair was tied up high, revealing a sharply defined jawline.

Although her features could be described as those of a natural beauty, she was by no means the kind of pretty face that's all show and no substance; rather, she possessed an incredibly sharp and charismatic presence.

With high brow bones, a straight nose, and thin, pursed lips, he looked as if he was constantly trying to avoid being asked some silly question.

She was wearing a well-tailored dark uniform with tightly fitted cuffs.

However, Otto noticed that she was wearing a thin silver chain on her right wrist, with a worn-out round emblem hanging from the end of the chain.

However, the woman had no intention of showing the emblem; she simply took out some papers and asked indifferently.

"What kind of business do you need?"

The woman's voice was not high-pitched, but it was very powerful.

With each movement, the guild uniform clung tightly to the other person's figure, outlining a beautiful and alluring curve.

But unlike the beautiful scenery, Otto noticed something unusual: the adventurers around him unconsciously took a few steps back the moment the woman spoke.

"Could it be that I made a terrible choice?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting awkward, Otto quickly explained his purpose.

"Register an adventurer to apply for a priest for the village of Lot."

Upon hearing this, the woman finally raised her head and looked at Otto.

Those emerald green eyes were the color of something found only in a deep forest.

Combined with the woman's icy aura, it only made her seem more profound.

Fortunately, after hearing Otto's words, the woman's cold demeanor softened considerably, and she proceeded to organize the data for Otto in a methodical manner.

"You will need to provide proof of identity and undergo some skills and practical tests."

After passing the test, you will become a formal adventurer.

Regarding your request, we will try our best to post it.

Upon hearing this, Otto immediately showed the woman the bearskin he was wearing.

“This is the one-eyed bear that escaped the adventurers’ attack last year. Village Chief Lance should have written this on the parchment as well. It was the one I hunted.”

If possible, Otto was unwilling to miss any opportunity to acquire resources, and he would naturally showcase as much as possible what he could.

Upon hearing Otto's words, mocking laughter erupted from a table in the corner of the hall.

The laughter was so loud, it was almost as if it were deliberately trying to attract Otto's attention.

Otto turned his head and saw a large man leaning against the bar, arms crossed, his leather armor on his chest open, revealing thick chest hair and a necklace of animal teeth.

Standing beside him was a companion dressed similarly, Maodou, who was looking at Otto with an expression of anticipation.

"Is it the little bear that ran away last time?"

I just thought it was too much trouble, so I didn't follow up.

You're actually showing off this as an achievement?

As the man spoke, a few scattered laughs rang out around him.

Experienced adventurers had already pulled the table aside, waiting to see what would happen.

This kind of person is all too common in the Adventurers' Guild.

After working for two or three years and taking on a few decent projects without suffering any major setbacks, I started to feel that I had the right to show off in front of newcomers.

They call this 'giving the newcomer their first lesson'.

But actually, I just wanted to have some fun on a boring afternoon.

Otto neither spoke nor acted immediately, but patiently watched his 'animal friends' commotion.

The brown bear's eyes gleamed fiercely, poised to pounce!

The eagle accepted the provocation and loudly encouraged its companions.

The white dog raised its head, declaring, "We will win!"

The monkey squinted, sensing something amiss; this man was an extraordinary professional!

The wisdom of monkeys brings you information about extraordinary professionals.

【Tier 1 - Extraordinary: Boxer (1/3)】

[Upon reaching the pinnacle of cultivation, it can provide the job seeker with three attribute points, respectively enhancing strength, stamina, and spirit.]

[Job Appointment Ceremony: You can become a job after winning more than ten provocations you initiate by punching your opponent.]

The monkey's assessment of this extraordinary profession was: "Worse than that woman, rubbish."

Upon seeing such a review, Otto was momentarily stunned.

Is the growth rate for extraordinary professions a bit too low?

You should know that just equipping the Bloodline Mark can give you a six-point attribute boost!

He has personally verified just how powerful the attribute point increase is these past few days!

But Otto soon realized something was wrong.

"That woman also possesses an extraordinary profession, and she is even stronger than this man. Even a monkey couldn't figure out her background!"

Otto boldly speculated that there is also a power imbalance among the so-called first-order transcendent beings.

A weak extraordinary profession can offer limited help, but a strong extraordinary profession is a different story.

"It seems I'll have to gather more information in this area from now on."

As Otto thought about it, he filled out the adventurer's registration form.

After he finished filling it out, he turned around and immediately walked towards the man.

Gradually, the laughter in the hall subsided.

The experienced adventurers put down their glasses, took out their money bags, and prepared to gamble with their companions.

Some well-meaning people reminded Otto that the other person was an extraordinary professional and there was no need to bother with him.

Even the big guy took out drinks from the counter, ready to watch Otto make a fool of himself.

The big guy had already decided that if the kid could take a beating, he might recruit him into his team.

"There are too few adventurous people with guts these days."

Larger teams need reinforcements, preferably beginners who are easier to command.

But despite his provocations for several days, few courageous individuals dared to challenge him.

Therefore, Otto's mere courage to come over was enough to impress him.

Not to mention that the other side hunted the one-eyed bear that had escaped from their grasp, which could be considered a stroke of bad luck.

"You pay it back."

Before the big guy could finish speaking, Otto's fist came crashing down!

Chapter Six: Fighting

Otto's punch was very powerful; the big guy had to use both arms to block it.

This surprised him somewhat.

"Are you also an extraordinary professional?"

Just from that one blow, Big Guy felt a bit of soreness in his arm.

The other person is no less strong than me!

But Otto was focused on the battle and didn't say anything more.

His 'animal friends' each displayed their unique characteristics at this moment.

When a monkey notices a man blocking its path, it will instinctively veer to the left.

The black cat grinned menacingly; its chance had arrived!

The brown bear roared, determined to exact its revenge on the man before it!

With the help of his animal friends, Otto now knows what to do.

He pretended to approach, but actually picked up a glass from the bar and threw it at the man in front of him.

The other person subconsciously pushed the wine glass away, but Otto seized the opportunity.

Otto used his speed advantage to close in and suddenly bent down to throw a punch.

Just as the monkey analyzed, although the man tried his best to defend, he still subconsciously veered to the left.

Otto's fist landed squarely on his right waist.

With a muffled thud, the big guy's eyes bulged outwards, his mouth was wide open but he couldn't make a sound, and his whole body fell straight backward like a wall whose foundation had been removed.

His back slammed onto the floor, making the glasses on the bar jump.

All of this happened so fast that the man's companions didn't even have time to wipe the mocking look off their faces!

At that moment, the adventurers burst into loud laughter.

Some people even took a glass of mead just to pour it on the man's face.