The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 710 Rumors
  "This time the adventure is over, I am going to be separated from you all for a while. Without me by your side, you have to pay attention to your safety!!"

In the wilderness under the night, there is a hint of hidden danger in the tranquility. In front of a blazing bonfire, several adventurers of different races chatted animatedly around the bonfire.

A half-orc with a scar on his face, who looked very bold, suddenly said something while everyone was relaxing, which immediately attracted sideways glances from his companions around him.

"What? Are you going to go back to the tribe to find a mate and have a little orc for fun, Risto?"

A petite female kobold asked teasingly.

"fart!!"

The half-orc named Resto laughed and cursed, and then explained to everyone: "This time I am planning to go to the food city in the north to see if there is any chance to break through the current bottleneck."

"Are you saying that you want to try some of the magical dishes that have become so popular recently?"

Another person interrupted, a tall and lanky male troll, and asked with interest.

"Yes, I have been stuck at level 12 for more than two years. If I don't find a way to break through, I will probably stop here in my life."

Risto stretched out his right hand and squeezed his fist. The muscles suddenly swelled, causing the tight leather armor to swell up.

"Does the magic dish have any effect? ​​It's not a lie, right?"

The kobold female said with a skeptical tone.

"Hey!! Don't talk nonsense!!"

A hobgoblin who was originally quiet became a little unhappy when he heard the doubts from his kobold companion, and quickly interrupted the other person: "I have a friend who is a thief, and he has been stuck on the threshold of being promoted to the intermediate level for several years. , and later heard that there was a magic dish called "Night" in Green Lake Town that could help him advance. After hesitating for a long time, he spent a lot of money to hire a magic chef to help him cook this dish. He really made it that day. He has advanced to the level of Shadow Warrior."

"Besides, my friend you have also met is Michelle from the Urok tribe, the guy who usually hangs out in the dark night bar."

"Oh, I was just making a little joke. I looked at you Detel and made you anxious, as if you were from the Green Field Tribe."

The female kobold smiled charmingly and turned around to tease the hobgoblin again.

"You can make other jokes, but jokes about the Green Field Tribe are not to be made casually. You all know that the idol I admire most is Mr. Allen of the Green Field Tribe. The magic dishes were created by him. How could the effect be possible? It’s going to be a lie!!”

The hobgoblin named Detel looked at his kobold companions seriously and said seriously.

"Okay, okay, I apologize. I shouldn't have made fun of your idol."

Mira, the kobold female, noticed her companion's unhappiness, so she lowered her figure considerately and apologized directly to the other party. Soon, the unhappiness of the hobgoblin Dettel gradually dissipated.

"I also heard that their Green Field Tribe is recruiting magic chef apprentices. Anyone who is interested can go to Green Lake Town to study. After graduation, they can directly join the God of Cookery Guild and obtain the recipes for magic dishes!!"

"Really?? Why didn't I hear about it?"

"You only pay attention to the female's lower body all day long. How can you pay attention to the gossip around you!!"

"Hey hey hey!!"

"I've decided!! I'm going north with the captain to see if this so-called magic dish is really as magical as the rumors!!"

"Huh?? Stop!!"

"With both of you close combatants running away, won't it mean that our adventure team won't be able to take on suitable missions!!"

"Let's just treat it as a holiday. Anyway, the place where we are adventuring this time is Namur Fortress, the nearest town to the Green Field Tribe, which is only a dozen days away. Otherwise, let's all go to the Green Field Tribe together. ??”

"I think it's okay. Didn't it say that the Adventure Guild has also opened a branch in the Muir Fortress? The worst we can do is go to the Adventure Guild over there to take over tasks and stay in a different place for a while. It's actually not bad."

"I have no problem, as long as I act together with everyone."

"It doesn't matter to me either!!"

“Then it’s decided!!”

The cheerful laughter, accompanied by the cries of various insects and animals, floated in the deserted wilderness. Soon the laughter disappeared, leaving only a few orange bonfires dotting the dark wasteland.

……

“Far away wasteland;

There is a group of hardworking and wise goblins;

They have bright minds;

They are highly skilled;
  Can turn wild grass into delicious food;

It can bring life back to dead trees..."

In the prosperous trading city of Dunrk, the Kingdom of Human Dawn, after nightfall, groups of travelers and adventurers had nothing to do and gathered in a spacious, brightly lit tavern. On the high platform, there was a bard playing the harp, and his melodious singing floated back and forth in the tavern. Although few people in the noisy crowd paid attention to what the poet was reciting, it still made people feel relaxed and happy.

A lone adventurer huddled in the most remote corner of the tavern, his eyes turned to the traveler playing the harp on the high platform, and he listened to the song recited by the poet.

As a darling of shadow energy, after first showing his talent as a thief when he was young, Hank became a prominent presence in their family. In a small family with a population of less than a hundred people, it would be possible for a shadow talent or someone to appear. Anyone with a talent for spellcasting is a great joy to the family.

In order to allow Hank to develop his career as a thief, his parents spent a lot of money to send him to the Imperial City's Hidden Thief Academy, which lasted six years.

However, six years later, Hank had to drop out of the academy because his thief profession was stuck at level 8. Even though he only slept 4-5 hours a day and spent the rest of his time either meditating or exercising, he could In the end, I still couldn't break through the middle level.

The elders in the family who once favored Hank have changed their faces one after another. The praises in the past have turned into all kinds of sarcastic remarks. The companions who once smiled at him now look like a joke. To see him.

Because of their support to him over the past six years, Hank's family has fallen directly into poverty from a well-off family. His parents have worked harder and older, and his younger brothers and sisters have also enjoyed life because of Hank. Too much pampering and not liking him. Unable to bear this kind of guilt and sarcasm, Hank never returned home after dropping out of the academy. He spent his whole day wandering around various prosperous cities in the Land of Dawn, using his hidden skills to sneak around and spend his time in a muddle. every day of his life.

Despite this, Hank still fantasizes about being able to break through the low-level bottleneck and become a mid-level advanced combat class one day. At that time, he will be able to return home with pride, regain his confidence and pride, and let his parents They are proud of themselves again.

And this time cannot be too late, otherwise at the age of twenty-four, Hank may no longer dream of climbing the ranks of high-level thieves in the future, and will remain stuck at the level of mid-level thieves for the rest of his life.

Just a few days ago, Hank had been tracking the leader of a group of gangsters for a long time, and finally exposed the place where the gangster hid their stolen goods.

This time, when the opponent was trying to avoid the limelight and get rid of the stolen goods, Hank relied on his excellent concealment and trap-breaking skills to come up with a trick, and unknowingly exposed the opponent to huge risks. A batch of stolen goods gained from the risk were looted and then came to the famous trading city of Dunrk to sell the stolen goods.

Now that he has a large amount of money in his hand, Hank originally planned to return to his hometown with this money so that his parents and brothers can resume their former well-off life. However, after hearing the bard's poetry and the tavern, The adventurer's chatting made him ambitious again.

"Should I go home? Or take another gamble?"

Hank kept fiddling with the wooden beer glass in his hand and muttered to himself.

Crunch! ! !

The dilapidated wooden door of the tavern made another harsh friction sound, and then a majestic and heavy step stepped in, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Yo? Isn't this Big Belly Pixar? How dare you show up in a dark night bar without fear of meeting Sol and beating you up again??"

Some regular customers seemed to recognize the sturdy human who walked in, and teased the human who was wearing heavy armor and seemed to move a little slowly.

"I came to see Suer today. Does any of you know where Suer is??"

The heroic voice of a human man named Pixar sounded, full of provocation.

The noisy tavern suddenly became silent. The person being questioned by the humans in front of them was the owner of the tavern they were in now, and the boss of the largest gang in Dunker's southern city. This gangster named Zuer is not only powerful, but also vicious. Anyone who provokes him will have a bad end. The human warrior Pixar who suddenly broke in before him had almost been lost in his hands earlier. life.

"Boss Sol is not here, but I, Brund, am here. If you have any questions, you can tell me the same thing!!"

A middle-aged human being with two bare arms and strange patterns tattooed on his arms walked out of the tavern and confronted Pixar with sinister eyes.

"Are you worthy??"

Pixar's eyes widened, and suddenly there was wind at his feet, and a pair of physical fists directly hit the human Brund who was less than three meters in front of him.

Seeing this, Brende's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately rushed forward with a pair of fists pointing towards the enemy, his momentum definitely not falling behind.

boom! boom! !

Boom! ! Boom! !
  The four fists hit each other, but the results were completely different. Brund's legs were unstable, and his body flew back several meters, knocking away several drunkards who could not dodge, and one or two pieces of wood. On the table, Pixar, who was fighting with him, did not move at all, leaving only two shallow fist marks on his body armor.

Although Pixar had the advantage of armor, the collision of power between the two was undeniable. Obviously, Pixar's strength has greatly increased now. No wonder he has the confidence to come back and find trouble with his old enemy.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to bully the small. When Sol let me go, I didn't bother you with the gang's business. You go back and tell your boss that I'll be waiting at the arena at noon three days later. he!!"

Crunch! !
  Although his behavior was rude, the human Pix, who also showed a bit of honesty, disappeared into the tavern just as he came. Brende, who was guarding the tavern, slowly got up from the ground and rubbed the place where he was hit by the opponent's fists, showing a calm and cautious look in his eyes.

After Brenda walked up the stairs and returned to a separate room on the second floor to recuperate, the drunkards who had just looked like they were watching a good show suddenly had more to talk about, and they all gathered together to comment on what had just happened.

"I didn't expect that Pixar's strength would have grown so much after disappearing for more than half a year. It seems that he has really reached the peak of high-level."

"What kind of shitty luck did he have? I remember that even though Brendel lost to Pixar a year ago, he could barely compete with him for hundreds of rounds. How could he lose so cleanly like today!!"

"You don't know this, right? I heard that Pixar was defeated by Sol more than half a year ago, and then he sold his family's property and went north to the wilderness. I heard that he was going to the food city to find the magical dishes and break through him. Over the years, I am only one step away from reaching the high-level peak level.”

"Now it seems that he really ate the magic food, that's why he has grown so much in strength!!"

"Isn't it so magical??"

"He has been stuck at level 14 for many years. Is it true that he broke through just by eating a delicious meal?"

"..."

Hank, who was still hesitant at first, heard the chatter among the local drinkers around him, and his eyes gradually became more determined as he followed the content of the other party's conversation.

Gollum! !
  He raised his head and drank the remaining wine in the beer glass. After putting down the glass, Hank stood up suddenly, pushed open the dilapidated wooden door of the pub without hesitation, and walked into the dark night. It was obvious that he had made a decision in his heart. .

…………

Similar scenes not only appeared in various places in the Mansha Wilderness, but also among adventurers from the northern and southern continents, almost at the same time, they began to spread the word that a goblin tribe in the remote wilderness had a good medicine that could help professionals break through bottlenecks. legend.

All kinds of rumors are true, and the fact that countless famous professionals have truly broken through their bottlenecks after eating such dishes proves that these rumors are true.

Even later, there were rumors that a certain high-level professional suddenly found his own path to legend after eating a magical meal and was about to break through to legend.

For ordinary adventurers, even if they have heard of such rumors, they can just listen to them as fun to pass the boring time. But for those adventurers who are stuck at a certain bottleneck and still have ambitions to climb up, this so-called magic dish is really a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

The magical dishes of the Green Field Tribe itself do have the effect of assisting breakthroughs. For those adventurers who have been shackled by bottlenecks for a long time and have already laid a very solid foundation, it is really a good medicine for the disease, although it cannot be said that there is a 100% breakthrough. effect, but three or four out of ten have achieved breakthroughs due to this. This kind of effect is really enough to shock people.

There are more and more adventurers who have eaten magic dishes and finally made breakthroughs, and the rumors in the world have become more and more real and effective, driving more adventurers in need to come and try it.

Neither Allen nor the senior executives of the Oak Merchant Group who secretly triggered the rumor wave thought that magic cooking would eventually bring about huge repercussions and waves, and with the emergence of Namur Fortress and Green Lake Town of the Green Field Tribe, More and more adventurers arrived, and after discussing with the senior management of the Oak Merchant Group, Allen postponed the plan to sell the formula, and instead worked together to collect materials for various magic dishes.

Judging from the current development situation, the longer the delay is, the better it will be for Allen and the others. It has only been just over a year since the rumors began to spread, and there is already such a scene. Judging from the vast territory of Feynman's world, it will take at least half a year before the rumors are completely spread across the two continents and trigger a crowd of people.

Only when the magic dish's fame reaches its peak can the benefits brought by the Green Field tribe's formula sales be maximized.

(End of this chapter)