Everyone's become an adventurer, so who's going to put in the effort themselves?

"If you can do that, I'll call you 'Big Brother' whenever I see you!"

"What if you can't do it?"

Fiona snorted, giving Lynn a threatening look, but then said with a wicked smile:

I'll just sit on your face and crush you!

Lynn fell silent again.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fiona laughed: "What? Scared? If you're scared, then don't brag next time!"

Lynn shook his head and said frankly:

"No, I was thinking, could the rewards and punishments be switched?"

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll choose failure without hesitation."

Fiona fell silent.

Isn't this guy's red dragon bloodline a little too pure?!

After giving Lynn a strange look, Fiona clicked her tongue:

"It feels a bit eerie."

"I know you have ill intentions, but I really want to give it a try!"

"Then let's do it!" Lynn opened his arms wide: "Come on, give me a good test!!"

Fiona rolled her eyes at Lynn, then grinned.

"Since you've put it that way, then I won't stand on ceremony!"

"How can you be so impolite?" Lynn asked curiously.

At this moment, Fiona said with a mischievous smile:

Have you ever heard of 'Peel Ghost,' the nightmare of newbies?

Lynn raised an eyelid and remembered the records he had seen in the Adventurer's Handbook.

A skeleton ghost wearing human skin... No way!

Seeing Lynn's reaction, Fiona's smile widened even more:

"You should be mentally prepared."

"Don't throw up when you see the Skinny Guy later!"

Chapter 48 Bone Powder Milk Tea ~ Rose Street Men's Favorite ~

On a small hill less than 5 kilometers from the town of Rock.

Lynn, who was only allowed to carry a dagger and armor, stood on high ground, looking down at the forest of black iron trees below, and his eyelids twitched involuntarily.

Even from a high vantage point, Lynn could still smell a strange odor mixed with a fishy, ​​sweet smell and a metallic rust smell.

It looked like rotten meat, blood, and sugar mixed together and fermenting for dozens of days.

"Can you smell anything here?"

Lynn clicked his tongue, covered his nose, and looked down at the woods below.

In the forest of cycads, tall, gaunt figures wandered about, looking frighteningly thin.

They were terribly emaciated, or rather, they were simply skin and bones.

Some of them even have more than one pair of arms, but four or six.

Some of the more elusive creatures even wore the intestines of other animals around their necks, wandering aimlessly through the forests of ironwood.

Even just looking at it from a distance, Lynn felt it was terribly disgusting.

Compared to the arrow frog, which is disgusting but tolerable, this monster is purely disgusting.

"See that? That's Skinny."

Fiona stood to Lynn's right, one foot on a rock, looking down at the Ironwood Forest below:

"Would you like to go down and experience it for yourself?"

"Or perhaps, let me introduce you first?"

"...I suddenly regretted it a little."

Lynn fanned the air in front of his nose and said:

"How could a dungeon give birth to such disgusting monsters?"

"It wasn't born from the underground city either."

Fiona calmly explained:

"At first, the monsters in the dungeon were all normal. However, it is said that a hundred years ago, a necromancer developed a special skeleton ghost, and then died in the dungeon with his skeleton army. After that, monsters like the leather ghost appeared in the dungeon."

Lynn was stunned when he heard this; this information was not written in the Adventurer's Handbook.

"Dungeons can turn the food they eat into hordes of monsters?"

Fiona thought for a moment and said, "What those experts and scholars say is similar to what you say."

"But none of that matters. The most important thing now is to improve your thieving skill! Train it to the point where it can upgrade your attributes."

"In my experience, killing about thirty Leather Goblins should be enough to upgrade your Stealing skill to the point where you can upgrade both Agility and Stamina!"

"Your experience..."

Hearing this, Lynn gave Fiona a strange look, then glanced at the leather ghost below, and, suppressing his nausea, said:

What's so special about this skinny guy that you could steal?

Fiona narrowed her eyes and said with a half-smile:

"Value is something that people define themselves, while the skill of stealing is the skill used to steal treasures from others."

"You think Skinny has no value to steal, but Skinny himself doesn't think so."

"When the Skinny realizes his treasure has been stolen, your theft will be a resounding success!!"

At this point, Fiona smiled and asked further:

"So, what do you think is the most valuable thing about Skinny?"

Lynn glanced silently at the leather goblins below, then at the few multi-armed monsters in the group:

"Was it their hand?"

"Answer...Wrong!!"

Fiona deliberately kept everyone in suspense, saying with a wicked smile:

"It's the spine!!"

Have you ever heard of bone meal milk tea?

"The must-drink beverage for men on Rose Street, guess what it's made of?"

Lynn's face immediately turned somewhat green:

"You mean... this isn't right, is it? Who the hell drinks this crap?"

"The spine of a leather ghost, ground into powder, has aphrodisiac effects. Now you understand, right?"

Upon hearing the words "aphrodisiac," Lynn immediately looked down at the leather ghost below.

Suddenly, Lynn felt that even the disgusting-looking leather ghost suddenly seemed somewhat handsome:

"So, this is why the safe zone is so close to the Skinflint's territory?"

Don't tell me, really don't tell me!

Skinny's spine is actually worth stealing!

Some of my brothers from my past life were very curious about how this thing works!

Fiona glanced at Lynn, whose eyes were shining, and kindly reminded him:

"I think the adventurer's handbook your advisor gave you should have already explained the Leathergill's fighting style, right?"

Lynn nodded upon hearing this.

The next second, Fiona grabbed Lynn by the collar, and her white hair, like a lion's mane, wrapped around him, forming a giant hand made of hair.

Lynn, who was being held in the palm of a hand, was stunned:

"Wait, what are you planning to do?"

"Since you know how to fight, just go for it! What are you hesitating for?"

Fiona was only halfway through her sentence when her hair-formed arms were already poised to throw.

"etc....."

"Have a safe trip, buddy!"

Next second,

Lynn's cannonballs are firing in full force!

"Fuck!!"

Lynn only had time to leave this message before she plummeted toward the Ironwood Forest.

As Lynn soared through the air, watching the growing ironwood forest expand in his field of vision, he gritted his teeth, protected his head, and prepared to defend himself, praying that he could land alive.

Then he crashed into the seemingly incredibly hard branches and leaves of the iron tree.

Splash!

Lynn felt as if he had hit layers of cotton blankets; the impact was quickly contained by the tree trunk.

He paused for a moment, then quickly rolled over, grabbed a nearby tree branch, climbed up, stood on the iron tree, patted his chest, and said...

"Damn, I was almost scared to death!"

As he spoke, Lynn turned and looked back at Fiona on the hillside not far away:

"You idiot!! What are you doing?!"

At that moment, Fiona, standing some distance away, cupped her hands in a megaphone shape and laughed heartily at Lynn, saying:

"Before you start cursing me, you'd better watch your step!"

Upon hearing this, Lynn lowered his head and immediately saw a four-armed monster under the tree trunk. The monster had spotted him and was grabbing the trunk with its four arms, preparing to climb up.

Lynn glanced at the height of just over 2 meters above the ground, silently pulled out his dagger, calculated the distance, gritted his teeth, and jumped down.

Plop!

After landing, Lynn rolled on the spot to dissipate the force, then stood up, locked onto the leather ghost, stealthily approached, and with a backhand grip, stabbed the leather ghost's exposed eyeball.

in an instant,

The monster's eyeballs were pierced through!

Rotten, foul-smelling liquid splattered out.

Lynn suppressed his nausea, drew his knife and retreated. Turning his head to look at the leather ghosts surrounding him, he retreated towards the forest exit without thinking.

At that moment, Fiona's 'voice' traveled dozens of meters in a straight line and reached Lynn's ears:

"Hello! This is Fiona, I'm communicating with you telepathically!"

Before Lynn could respond, Fiona continued:

'You learned stealth before, right?'

"Then just give up stealth, run on your legs, and then, without the dagger, use your hands, use your thievery, to tear the skinglin's spine off."

'I'm telling you this: if your attributes haven't leveled up by the time you've broken off thirty sticks, I'll be kneeling on the ground and letting you ride me like a horse!'

"Riding you? Forget about it."

Lynn then muttered a complaint: