Becoming an adventurer by copying monster abilities

After many days of hard work, Luca's level on his panel finally became "lv.2".

Aside from the change in his level display, he did not receive any attribute boosts.

According to his prior knowledge, changes to the body only occur after reaching a certain level.

However, after [Imagination Manifestation] was upgraded to level 3, some qualitative changes occurred.

First, the attribute bonuses from ogres, goblins, and gnolls have had their duration extended by about twice as long.

The intimidating effect of Yenogu's Fang lasted even longer.

What surprised him most was the Ash Lord's fireball. Although it could still only be fired three times, its power had been greatly improved.

At a launch distance of about forty meters, it can now create a crater the size of a washbasin.

An ordinary goblin can be easily dealt with with just one fireball.

The proficiency of the other combat skills, except for Gluttony Slash which remained unchanged, all increased to some extent.

In particular, after upgrading [Crimson Rampage] to level 2, the number of uses increased slightly, becoming "4/4".

The previous cycle of restoring usage every eight hours has been changed to a cycle of restoring usage every six hours.

Having fully mastered his abilities, Luke ended his intensive training of the past few days.

Back in town, I first went to the Adventurers' Guild and exchanged my loot for gold coins.

Luke then found a bathhouse in town and took a relaxing bath.

Unlike the simple bathing services offered in taverns, the bathhouse not only has comfortable pools but also provides clothing washing services for adventurers.

Feel your tired and sore muscles being enveloped in warm water.

The intoxicating lightness made Luke let out a long, comfortable sigh.

I've heard that some places even have magic baths.

It can not only heal injuries, but also strengthen customers' bodies for a certain period of time.

Luke's memories of this world consist of only a little over ten years of ordinary rural life.

It was far less colorful than what he had heard and seen in the town during the two months since he transmigrated.

I've decided to head to Ryan City, mainly to deal with the mark on my wrist.

But he also has a strong desire to explore this magnificent and colorful world.

Back at the Old Oak Barrel Tavern, Luke, as usual, ordered a set meal of roast meat soup and rye.

Before going upstairs, I explained to the tavern owner, Bernard, that I was going on a long trip and would be checking out of the room starting tomorrow.

As a regular adventurer at the tavern, the owner offered Luke a relatively favorable rate for lodging.

However, Luke may not be able to return for about a month.

Even though his savings have risen to over two hundred gold coins again due to his recent string of commissions, he should still save that money where possible.

The owner, Bernard, maintained his gentle smile and assured Luke that the discounted accommodation price would remain when he returned.

As a businessman who can run a tavern business so successfully in a town full of adventurers.

The most important thing is to have a keen eye for people.

Luca, this young adventurer, grew up step by step under his own eyes.

From the very beginning, he was a green and inexperienced newbie, wary of everything around him.

Now, he can control his aura with ease, and his every move exudes the confidence of a powerful adventurer.

The other party's growth rate was so fast that he had seen the most terrifying talent among all the adventurers he had ever encountered.

Moreover, this confidence was not pretentious; one could see the awe in the eyes of the adventurers in the tavern as they looked at Luca.

It's not hard to see that the other party is already quite well-known in this town.

At least among the lower-level adventurers, some should have already noticed Luca's existence.

"Have a safe and smooth journey."

...

Early in the morning, Luke packed his things and left the Old Oak Barrel Tavern.

I bought some food from a street stall for breakfast and headed to my destination.

The post station in Twilight Town is quite large.

After all, countless adventurers gather here, and there is a huge demand for everything from daily necessities to various herbs and materials.

Every day, trucks of all sizes stop here to transport goods.

Even early in the morning, this place is far more noisy than other places.

The nasal cavity was filled with a mixture of horse manure, tobacco, and body odor.

In front of some convoys that were about to depart, you could see many passengers haggling over prices, as well as some homeless people looking for odd jobs.

Many adventurers even lifted their shirts to show off their scars to the caravan leader.

This is an attempt to inflate the value of the employee being hired.

Luke entered the post station and began searching for his target.

Soon, his gaze fell upon a convoy of vehicles displaying brightly colored flags.

This is a fleet of vehicles that frequently travels between Twilight Town and Lane City, transporting goods and also providing professional passenger services.

Paul, a staff member of the association, recommended it to him. The car team was backed by a large chamber of commerce, so it seemed quite reliable.

Most importantly, this chamber of commerce also has a cooperative relationship with the Adventurers' Guild.

Showing your identification badge can save you a lot of money.

Sure enough, the team leader showed more respect for Luca after seeing the specially made metal nameplate in his hand.

As a seasoned veteran who had spent years among adventurers, he naturally knew what the nameplate represented.

Although the other party looked very young, he was already a professional.

The team leader not only reduced most of the transportation costs for them, but also provided free meals along the way.

However, when the team encounters some manageable dangers, they need Luca to provide some assistance.

The two parties had a semi-employment partnership, which Luke readily agreed to.

The coachman, who had received special instructions from the person in charge, was also very polite to Luke.

He was placed in a relatively spacious and comfortable carriage, which was also the most expensive.

Stepping into the wrought-iron and wooden-wheeled carriage, the noise outside was shut out, and the air became fresh with the scent of incense.

There were only four seats in the carriage, and three people were already seated.

Across from Luke was a young couple, smiling and talking quietly.

The other passenger sat next to Luke.

The other person was wearing a hood, and their long, wine-red hair was particularly eye-catching, falling smoothly over their shoulders.

He was holding a thick leather book in his hands, turning the pages from time to time.

Her skin was fair with a hint of pink, and her eyes were tinged with pale gold, making her alluring and beautiful.

Despite his time-traveling experience, Luke still considered the red-haired woman's appearance stunning.