My bloodline is so eager to improve.

"well played!"

An old adventurer with a full beard raised his glass with a smile, revealing a set of yellow teeth beneath his thick beard.

"His speed and power are both good, and his timing is also excellent."

"Kid, have you studied physical martial arts, or have you been involved with a Qi cultivation school?"

But the adventurer's question remained unanswered.

Otto simply shook his fist before turning back to the bar to check on the progress of his adventurer registration process.

Seeing this, the adventurer who had asked the question wasn't annoyed; he just chuckled and kicked the big guy at his feet.

"You idiot who's all muscle and no brains."

I told you when you entered this industry that extraordinary professions aren't as glamorous as they sound.

Inferior extraordinary professions cannot even provide decent bonuses.

Otherwise, why do you think I haven't landed a supernatural job yet?

These words were both a reprimand to the big guy and a piece of advice to Otto.

Otto naturally heard the loud voice, but he made a mental note of it and would make a decision later.

This old adventurer was someone I could strike up a conversation with.

When Otto returned to the counter, the woman's expression noticeably brightened.

However, looking at the extra few silver coins in the other person's hand, he guessed that this guy had probably also participated in his bet against the big guy.

The woman, however, didn't seem to care and simply said calmly.

"My name is Eileen. From now on, I will be in charge of your adventurer business."

You have a lot of guts, and you fought well. Plus, with that one-eyed bear as proof, we can skip the strength test.

As Lance said, in the adventurer's business, whether you can win or not is the first thing, whether you fight or not is another matter.

This is the countryside. It's easier to deal with a bunch of uncultured thugs than to fight them.

As it stands now, Otto has saved himself a lot of trouble because of this conflict.

As they were talking, Eileen handed them over a peculiar necklace, with what appeared to be a wooden tag hanging in the center.

"Congratulations on becoming a beginner log adventurer."

Next, I will explain some of the rights and obligations of adventurers, as well as some precautions.

It will take quite a while to find a chair.

I'll go pour the tea.

Upon hearing this, Otto simply nodded and immediately went to the bar to fetch a chair.

During this time, Otto carefully stroked the wooden plaque in his hand.

The front of the wooden sign features a symbol of an overlapping sword and shield.

This appears to be the logo of the Adventurers' Guild.

The information on the back of the wooden sign is related to Otto.

Including but not limited to name, background, etc., its function is self-evident.

Only at this moment did Otto begin to truly feel like an adventurer.

But just as Otto was stroking the wooden sign, the bearded adventurer who had just reminded Otto said with a smile.

"Thanks to you, Eileen is in a much better mood."

Hopefully, no one else will be thrown out by her today.

With the explanation from the bearded adventurer, Otto finally understood why he had felt strange when he first entered the Adventurer's Hall.

It turns out that there are always some clueless newbies who try to flirt with Eileen.

Eileen, of course, wouldn't tolerate it; anyone who tried to flirt with her was kicked out of the Adventurers' Guild.

"It literally means 'thrown out,' she didn't even leave her seat."

Otto was somewhat surprised by the bearded adventurer's words.

Keep in mind that the distance from the counter to the main entrance is at least 300 meters!

Although Otto's strength has now surpassed the limits of ordinary people, he dares not say that he can throw a fully equipped adventurer this distance, or even throw him accurately out the door!

"As expected, there is a huge gap between extraordinary professions!"

Otto thought that the monkey might not be able to discover information about those potential extraordinary professions for the time being, but that didn't matter. He could slowly inquire among adventurers and look for opportunities to become a powerful extraordinary professional!

Taking advantage of the lull, Otto quickly asked the bearded adventurer for his name, saying he just wanted to chat.

The bearded adventurer didn't seem to care much, simply waving his wine glass and maintaining his cheerful demeanor.

"I am Maika the Giant Axe, a melee attacker, and also the mentor of that big guy."

Well, you'll soon understand what I mean.

But what you really want to ask is about extraordinary professions, right?

Michael knew, of course, that young people like Otto all had their own ambitions.

They are naturally very interested in extraordinary professions.

"It's not a secret, you'll find out for yourself later."

Initially, there are actually differences in strength among extraordinary professions.

You should have already seen the weakest one.

That big guy ignored my advice and rushed to take the job as soon as he found a broken job in the ruins.

As it turned out, not only did I not receive any special class bonuses, but I also easily failed against ordinary adventurers.

Michael took a sip of his mead before continuing.

"The initial stage is called the extraordinary stage. Although you can change your class later, the initial choice is still very important."

If you're interested in this, it's best to avoid inferior or crippling professions related to extraordinary abilities, otherwise you could easily go astray.

Chapter Seven: First Adventure

Michael's words were not an exaggeration.

After all, the fate of the big guy is right there in front of us.

Otto realized that he needed to carefully consider the strengths and weaknesses of different extraordinary professions and his own suitability for them.

While Otto was pondering this, Eileen had already returned to her seat with black tea and a thick contract.

Seeing this, Otto simply said he would contact her again when he had time, and then hurriedly brought a chair back to Eileen.

But before Otto could speak, Eileen had already placed the documents in front of him.

"Let's get to the important things first."

You can currently only accept data collection commissions.

Hunting or other high-level commissions can only begin after you have formed an adventurer squad.

Don't worry, the Adventurers' Guild will find suitable adventurers of the same level for you.

This answer surprised Otto somewhat.

After all, according to Lance, adventurers are supposed to be very free.

But seemingly noticing Otto's gaze, Eileen simply explained lazily while fiddling with the task sheet in front of her.

"Our Oak Town Adventurers' Guild Master is planning to run for the management position at headquarters, so he needs to produce some results."

Both the adventurer's performance and survival rate are important indicators during the election.

According to him, he is very confident this time.

Eileen snorted coldly as she finished speaking.

"Who would have thought that such an ambitious person could be found in such a small place?"

However, at this point, Eileen gave Otto some advice.

"Joining the adventurer team is not a bad thing."

The safekeeping and management of funds, the maintenance and purchase of weapons, and even subsequent exploration and escort missions, or large-scale hunting commissions, all require an entire adventurer team to complete.

If you're all alone, the daily chores alone will be enough to give you a headache.

As Eileen spoke, she took out the commissions that Otto could currently accept.

"There's no rush regarding the adventurer team members. You can now choose your gathering commission."

Eileen laid out the three commissions and placed them in front of Otto.

They are respectively collecting fluorescent light, and...

"I recommend you choose the fluorescent otter."

Screaming mushrooms easily attract monsters.

"With stinky mushrooms, if they're not harvested properly, it can take several days to get rid of the odor, no matter how much you wash them."

Otto wasn't particularly resistant to Eileen's suggestion.

He took the fluorescent phlegm-filled box, then turned and left.

Watching Otto's retreating figure, Eileen simply let out a long sigh, took out a small booklet, and began to make simple notes.

"Having hunted cunning beasts that escaped from adventurers on their own, and even being able to contend to some extent with adventurers who have obtained inferior extraordinary professions, the resource is tentatively rated as excellent, with no specializations."

I request that some courses and mentors be arranged for him.

Their subsequent treatment will be determined based on their performance.

After Eileen finished recording, she immediately got up and left the counter, seemingly intending to handle some business.

As for Otto, he only glanced at Eileen while walking out the door.

His animal friends then brought Otto some information.

The eagle keenly observed the notes Eileen had written.

Otto wasn't too surprised to learn that he was considered a so-called high-quality resource.

Just as he had expected, the Adventurers' Guild valued performance.

Whether it's the one-eyed bear's spoils or the process of defeating the big guy, it's all proof of its strength.

As for the curriculum, Otto figured it would all be related to adventurers.

While Otto was pondering this, he had already arrived at the fluorescent area, ready to carry out his collection mission.

This was not a difficult task for Otto.

He carefully searched for the fluorescent light in the forest.

He had searched for this kind of material before, so Otto's animal friends also remembered the fluorescent navel naan.

The white dog smelled the fluorescent light and, without hesitation, took a deep breath.

Seeing that the white dog had found the fluorescent Takrut W, he immediately ran over to it.

But just then, he heard a strange noise.

Seeing this, Otto immediately crouched down behind a fallen tree.

Through the gap, he saw two small figures, like human cubs, crouching by the stream.

The grayish-green skin clung tightly to the ribs, and the pointed ears gleamed with a strange crimson hue under the light.

Otto recognized the creature: a goblin.

Their appearance is so striking that it's hard to mistake them for something else.

One of the goblins seemed to be throwing stones at something, while the other was jumping around playfully with a rusty sword.

One damp, muffled thud after another, and Otto guessed that they must be the goblins' prey.