Becoming an adventurer by copying monster abilities

To be honest, the "black wheat" that Torin longed for wasn't particularly amazing to Luke, who had tasted industrial craft beer in his previous life.

However, it has a unique bitterness, and a sweet aftertaste after swallowing.

It certainly has a unique charm for adventurers who have been traveling all day.

If I had to describe it in just two words, it would be "powerful".

The roast meat and soup were also above average in taste, and Luca was very satisfied.

After a hearty meal and a hot bath, Luke sat on the edge of the bed and began to consider the things in his hands.

First, there's the goblin's left ear; this filthy creature has absolutely no useful value.

Collecting the Left Ears is merely a requirement set by the Adventurers' Guild as proof of ownership; there are 24 in total, worth 48 silver coins.

Then came the coins found in his teammates' pockets. After deducting the two silver coins he had just spent, he had a total of 30 silver coins and a dozen copper coins.

Finally, there was the velvet money pouch with 20 gold coins.

Not counting the weapons he retrieved from his teammates, including a Sutton dagger, a Peggy's short sword, and Torin's double-edged axe.

The total assets have now reached 27 gold and 8 silver!

That's enough for him to squander in town for a long time.

Earning so much on the very first adventure mission, while luck played a part, it's enough to show how extravagant an adventurer's income can be.

No wonder that despite the persistently high disability and mortality rates in this industry, countless people with dreams still flock to it.

After taking stock of everything, Luke lay down on his bed.

Looking at the wooden ceiling, my thoughts drifted.

Recalling what happened in just one day, once the world quieted down, a wave of lingering fear washed over me.

This was his first adventure, and if it weren't for his ability called "Miracle Fantasy," he and his three teammates would have already become food for the ogres.

However, besides fear, Luke felt more excited.

In this fantastical world, everything is so novel and interesting.

Especially during battle, the feeling of tension and exhilaration intertwined was somewhat captivating to him.

Even when the dagger slit the old hunter Sutton's throat, he felt no discomfort whatsoever.

He seems to have a real talent for becoming an adventurer...

Luke got up early the next morning.

The most urgent task is to exchange the goblin ears in our hands for silver coins.

It's currently the peak blooming season, and although it's not the hottest time of the year, the flowers won't last long before they spoil and rot.

The Adventurers' Guild in Twilight Town is a three-story building.

The walls are made of dark blue stones, giving them a rustic and grand appearance.

It may not be the most grand and magnificent in town, but it is definitely the most lively.

Early in the morning, countless adventurers had already gathered here, coming and going.

Luke walked into the lobby on the first floor, went to a window at the front desk, and handed over the bag containing his spoils.

"Hello, I would like to submit a task."

Behind the counter, a long-haired girl in an Adventurers' Guild uniform pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses and said:

"Okay, could you please provide the adventurer's nameplate?"

An adventurer's badge is an identity document issued after registering as an adventurer with the Adventurers' Guild.

The format is a metal card with crude patterns printed on it, which records the quest information that the adventurer has accepted.

Luke handed over the nameplate he had taken from Sutton earlier.

He hasn't done it himself yet, mainly because registering a nameplate costs one silver coin, which was a huge sum for him just two days ago.

Therefore, Luca's current status can only be considered that of an "outsourced" adventurer.

The long-haired girl with glasses took the nameplate, fiddled with it behind the table for a moment, then looked up at Luca's face:

"Task confirmed complete, reward is 2 gold coins."

Luke was somewhat curious; the Adventurers' Guild seemed to possess the ability to directly confirm whether a commission had been completed.

Perhaps it's some kind of supernatural force?

A total of 6 gold coins and 8 silver coins were pushed in front of Luke.

The long-haired girl with glasses then asked:

"Should we remove this nameplate for you?"

The nameplate contains the adventurer's identity information, and the girl was just confirming that this nameplate did not belong to Luca.

However, she wouldn't inquire about the reasons behind it, which is a common occurrence in the world of adventurers.

Luke's prepared explanation was of no use, so he was happy to save himself the trouble. He nodded and asked the other party to register a new nameplate for him.

If you want to take on commissioned tasks solo in the future, you'll eventually have to spend this silver coin.

Having collected his reward, Luke walked out of the Adventurers' Guild.

The information about this mission is inaccurate; there are not only more goblins, but there is also an ogre among them.

The Adventurers' Guild did not provide any additional compensation.

Inaccurate information is common, after all, monsters won't just stay put and wait for adventurers to come and defeat them; they are inherently time-sensitive and uncertain.

Furthermore, there is a lot of malicious intelligence released by enemies and colleagues who want to harm them.

Or perhaps the client concealed incomplete information in order to lower the price, etc...

Therefore, discerning the authenticity and completeness of intelligence in order to assess the danger of actual missions is an essential skill that adventurers must learn.

Of course, if you think it's unreasonable, you don't have to go. Anyway, if you don't do it, there are plenty of adventurers who will.

Luke weighed the heavy money bag in his pocket. This amount of money was enough for him to find a village, buy some cattle and sheep, and live the life of a wealthy farmer.

But given the precedent of villages being destroyed, he certainly wouldn't choose this path.

Wealth without the support of strength is like a castle in the air.

In this world filled with extraordinary power, only by constantly becoming stronger can one achieve a more stable life.

After walking around the town for a while, Luca stopped next to a blacksmith's shop.

Twilight Town is an adventurer's paradise, and naturally, there's more than one blacksmith shop there.

The shop he chose was called "Good Buddy Blacksmith Shop," also recommended by the talkative Torin.

The other party's original words were:

"This restaurant may not be the best, but it definitely offers the best value for money!"

This statement was echoed by two other teammates.

It can be said that "Good Buddy Blacksmith Shop" is highly favored by adventurers at the bottom.

Occasionally, an adventurer who buys my work might give it a bad review, but most of the time the quality is acceptable.

After all, the most terrifying thing is having no negative reviews, just like selling parachutes in my past life without any negative reviews.

My good friend, the blacksmith shop owner, Durek Silverhelm, is a true dwarf.

It's about 4 feet tall, just a little taller than a goblin.

His muscular body, bulging and bronze-colored, bore the marks of years of forging in steel and fire.

Upon seeing the unfamiliar guest enter, he greeted him very warmly:

"Welcome, may Moradin bless you!"