Chapter 248 247. Search

"Ah... I'm so sorry for making you worry." Vera pulled a few people to sit down and served each of them a bowl of mushroom soup with a warm red fluorescent light.

The swordsman took a sip, his eyes slightly brightening, but his thoughts quickly drifted away from this strange delicacy. He asked, "Why have you been staying here for so long? What trouble have you run into?"

"We... were asked by Puji and the tree demon to restore the vitality of this layer." Vera pointed to the various sprouts of magical plants that were dotted in the surrounding soil and explained a little embarrassedly.

After all, he didn't have the courage to say that those people were kidnapped and forced to work because they had angered Puji.

"Fortunately, it's almost done."

The swordsman glanced at Vera with a hint of suspicion, and wondered in his heart, has this guy's overly nice person nature deteriorated to the point where he even cares about monsters?

However, the best news is that the person is still alive.

The relieved swordsman focused his attention on the mushroom soup, trying not to pay attention to his two teammates.

The two men are now surrounding the elf, asking about its well-being, acting like pigs. Even if the elf is indeed attractive, it is really too embarrassing.

"Huh? A man?!" The mage suddenly exclaimed loudly, not knowing where they were talking.

Then the mage and the hunter fell to the ground at the same time, looking deeply shocked.

The difference is that the wizard rolled back to the swordsman with a sullen look on his face, but the hunter cheered up after a brief setback and became more enthusiastic towards the elf!

The swordsman watched, and silently decided not to team up with this, in a sense, quite dangerous hunter anymore...

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After most of the day, the elf Xirian finally completed the revival work in the last corner. Although the food in the dungeon has been good recently due to the existence of red mushrooms, everyone has been eager to go home.

The only uncertainty is whether the Pujis are really willing to let it go...

Accompanying the three swordsmen who were unaware of the situation, Vera tentatively walked towards the entrance of the stairs leading to the fifth floor. However, when he arrived at the entrance, Vera's heart sank because a group of Puji were blocking the entrance.

"No way..." Vera looked grim.

Xilian sighed. "Perhaps... I just need to stay and you guys leave first?"

"How can this be possible!" Vera immediately rejected it. "I was the one who came up with the idea. If you want to leave, let's leave together."

"Vera, what is going on?" The swordsman was even more confused by their conversation.

Vera was about to explain, but saw the leader, Puji, twisting its soft body and inserting a tentacle into its white and bulging body and groping around for a while. After a while, it rolled out a pure purple magic crystal the size of a finger!

"A...A-grade magic crystal!" Feiyin recognized the quality of the magic crystal at a glance and exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone's attention was instantly captured by this tiny crystal, and Feiyin subconsciously swallowed her saliva. No mage could resist the temptation of a high-level magic crystal!

Fortunately, everyone present at this time is of a certain moral standard. If such an A-grade magic crystal is thrown into some teams, it may trigger a backstabbing plot.

Puji used his tentacles to wrap up the precious magic crystal and finally handed it to Xirian. After all, the restoration of life depended entirely on his natural magic.

Although others were envious, they eventually looked away.

As for the three Vera people, each received a small bag of red mushrooms.

Then the Pujis slowly dispersed and went about their own business, completely clearing the way to the stairs.

"Does this count as... letting us go?" Vera tried to take a few steps forward, but no one came to stop her.

Seeing this, everyone hurried to follow.

Just as they were about to leave the sixth floor, Fei Ling couldn't help but look back, looking at the backs of those Pujis, and whispered, "Vera, what do you think... Is Puji suitable to be a magical pet?"

…

On the fifth floor, deep in the dank swamp, Lin Jun was sorting out his recent plans.

The dungeon has been almost repaired. Although the ecology of each class has changed, it is still under our control and is not a big problem.

With the cooperation of Fanpuji, the surface of the earth also successfully obtained official endorsement and can develop to its full potential.

The only unexpected obstacle to the spread of the fungal blanket was the thing that Lin Jun once longed for so much - the sun.

The photosynthesis brought by sunlight is much more efficient than the natural absorption of magic power by the fungal mat. The temperature from direct sunlight is not a problem either, as my own [High Temperature Resistance] can fully withstand it.

But... there is a lack of water.

The forest and underground environment are moist, and the natural moisture is sufficient to maintain the vitality of the mycelium. However, in open areas with direct sunlight, the dry land will cause the mycelium to gradually wither and die.

Moisture from surrounding areas has to be mobilized to maintain the creep in these areas, but this greatly limits the extent of the creep in unsheltered areas unless there is a stable water source nearby.

The solution is nothing more than extracting groundwater or using water magic to condense water vapor in the air.

However, groundwater is limited. It is sufficient for small fungal mats, but it is difficult to sustain large-scale expansion. As for magic, Lin Jun has to do it himself. Even if Lin Jun has a lot of energy, he doesn't want to waste it like this.

It would be great if we could guide humans to do it, just like growing rice, or building some canals for our mushrooms...

On the other hand, Lin Jun is producing a batch of second-generation scouts. Their strength is positioned below the knights and above the elite Puji, and they are born for specific tasks.

Most of the cracks in the dungeon have been repaired by Lin Jun, and only a dozen or so remain, scattered in different levels. These cracks lead to various foreign lands, and some of them may point to the same area.

For example, there are four paths leading to the dense forest, and three of them exude a slight curse...

Rifts will affect the normal operation of the dungeon, and preventing the rifts from expanding further will also consume computing power.

At present, this number is still a bit too much. Lin Jun plans to retain only a few of the most critical channels in the end. Naturally, he has to select the one that is most suitable as the future settlement among the cracks leading to similar areas.

The second generation of scouts were born for this purpose.

This is also Lin Jun's exploration of the area opposite these rifts. At least he wants to figure out whether there is a dungeon on the opposite side and where it is, so that he can make targeted arrangements in the future.

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Mushroom Garden No. 3.

Next to the warm self-heating pot, Qiong was sitting with several tribesmen, happily eating hot mushroom soup. He even invited the tailless lizardman to join them.

As for the dragon man who was staring at them from afar, Qiong tried to talk to him but was ignored, so he could only let it go.

Ever since Qiong shared this delicacy with Shou and witnessed the momentary relaxation and enjoyment on his face, he became obsessed with recommending this ultimate delicacy to his tribesmen.

At this moment, watching everyone enjoying the food and chatting and laughing carefreely, Qiong's heart was filled with indescribable satisfaction. He felt that nothing could be more joyful than this.

At this time, the figure of Shou came from a distance.

Qiong's eyes lit up, and she immediately waved happily, inviting him to join in: "Hun, come on! I just made it!"

Shou approached, his eyes sweeping over the relaxed smiling faces of the tribesmen, and then fell on the newly exchanged leather bag next to Qiong, which was bulging with delicious red mushrooms.

He was silent for a moment, then asked, "Qiong, how many contribution points do you have left?"

"Cough!" Qiong, who was drinking soup, choked suddenly. He didn't look up, his eyes wandering, staring at the bowl in his hand.

Shou sighed softly and said in a low voice: "Qiong, red mushrooms are indeed delicious, and it's nice to enjoy them once in a while, but you are like this..."

He paused, his tone growing heavier. "We still have our companions' cores to exchange for. Starfire is also eager for new life to be born in the tribe. We need enough contribution points to exchange for fat beasts at the breeding farm..."

"Sorry..." Qiong lowered his head even more, his voice as thin as a mosquito. Several demons who were dining with him also stopped what they were doing, their faces full of guilt.

Shou didn't say anything else, but just stretched out his broken hand and patted Qiong's head soothingly.

In the corner, Norris held the half-full bowl of mushroom soup that still exuded an alluring aroma. He felt the edge of the bowl was hot, and he froze in his place, not knowing whether to drink it or put it down. He only regretted not asking the boss for a digging skill...

(End of this chapter)