This Dungeon Grew Mushrooms

"A stolen wondrous soul, the power of a hero, plus a classic suffering start as a catalyst!"

"Such a savior would... Holy crap, how did a mushroom fall in?!"

Lin Jun, wh...

Chapter 333 332 Prioritizing (Additional Update)

Chapter 333 332. Prioritize (Additional Update)

At the dock area of ​​Yufan Port, even the salty sea breeze could not dispel the tense atmosphere, and a conflict broke out without any warning.

A Puji Master who had just completed a commission and reaped a great reward clearly heard the vicious taunts uttered by several adventurers leaning against a cargo box regarding the mycelium marks on his face.

After only three heated words, anger broke through the dam of reason, and fists replaced the pale truth.

The situation got out of control in an instant.

Seeing this, the Puji Master colleagues nearby immediately urged the Puji Masters who were busy carrying the catch from the fishing boat to come over and help.

On the other side, the adventurer's companions roared and joined the melee. In an instant, the roars of men, the screams of women, and the distinctive "puff puff" of the puffing creatures merged into one, as human fists and feet clashed savagely with mycelial tentacles.

With a sharp "clang" sound of metal friction, someone couldn't help but draw his weapon!

Just as the ordinary fight was about to escalate into a bloody conflict, a series of orderly and heavy footsteps sounded in time.

"Wings of Judgment! Stop immediately!"

With a majestic shout, the team led by Solalin arrived in time. The shining holy emblems on the team members' breastplates flashed with unquestionable authority in the sun, instantly suppressing the situation that was about to get out of control.

The well-trained church warriors quickly joined the battle group, effectively separating and subduing the conflicting parties.

Soon, all humans involved in the fight, whether they were Puji masters or adventurers, were detained.

However, when the team members faced the nearly one hundred Pujis that stayed in place, they were in trouble.

In the past, all you had to do to catch a troublemaker with a magical pet was to lock them up in a sturdy cage.

But there are so many Puji in front of me... there aren't that many cages...

One of the team members subconsciously turned around to look for the team leader Solarin for instructions, but found that their captain was leaning against the wall far away, bent over, vomiting heart-wrenchingly, as if he was about to vomit out bile.

Just now, as her eyes swept over the familiar Puji scattered across the docks, Solalin almost instinctively activated [Vision of Truth]...

In just a moment, the scene of the port city with gentle sea breeze and bright sunshine suddenly collapsed and faded!

Instead, there are countless madly intertwined chaotic blocks of color, greedily clinging to various parts of the city, as if to assimilate everything into that blasphemous scene!

"Maine... the rest... is up to you..." Solarin said to the priest who came running over with all her strength, trembling.

Then she stumbled and pushed away the hand that was trying to support her, and ran towards the squadron leader's temporary command post with a pale face and almost exhausted.

Ten minutes later.

"You ask what's going on in this city... Haven't you noticed that there have been a lot more dried mushroom slices in our rations in the past two months?" The captain of the Wings of Judgment looked at Soralin who had suddenly come and asked with some confusion.

"You mean..." Soralin's face turned visibly pale.

"vomit--!"

Looking at his subordinate who was leaning against the wall and vomiting non-stop, the squadron leader took a few steps forward and patted her on the back helplessly.

"Is it really that painful? Your...that thing..." The squadron leader gestured a few times next to his eyes with his fingers.

"Truth... horizon." Soralin replied weakly, her stomach churning again.

"Yes, that skill really seems so weird?" Although the squadron leader knew that his subordinate had special abilities, he obviously could not feel the impact personally.

Solalin took the paper and wiped her mouth, her voice trembling slightly. "It's not just disgusting... it's seriously polluted! I don't even dare to use it anymore! Also, what's with all that poofing? Why are monsters running around the streets?"

"That's not just running around," the squadron leader, who was quite knowledgeable about this, patiently explained, "Those are Puji controlled by 'Puji Masters.' The principle is similar to contracting a familiar, but more convenient and with a lower barrier to entry."

After the squadron leader explained everything about the "Puji Division" and symbiosis in detail, Soralin could hardly believe her ears.

"For... for this little bit of power, you let something of unknown origin parasitize your body? How is this different from... how is this different from those fallen people who surrendered to the Empire and willingly transformed into vampires for the sake of eternal life?!"

"Hey! Be careful!" the squadron leader hurriedly interrupted her outrageous remarks. "Our mission is to quell conflicts and maintain public order, not to add fuel to the fire! Don't you dare say a word of this outside!"

"But these monsters... they are essentially... the same thing..." Soralin tried to describe the suffocating unity and chaotic nature that she felt behind all the poofing.

She originally thought that this thing would only stay in the dungeon and perish along with the dungeon, but she didn't expect it to become like this now!

The squadron leader frowned as he listened, then pondered for a moment before saying, "It's too arbitrary to conclude that all the Puji are the same individual simply because their colors are all Chaos."

Soralin wanted to refute, but the captain quickly continued:

"But your findings and concerns are not without merit. In your spare time, write a detailed observation report, objectively describing what you saw and eliminating any subjective speculation. I will attach it to the regular reports and submit them to the bishop for his final decision. In the meantime, try not to use your skills. Remember, maintaining public order is our primary mission on this trip."

The handling method was reasonable, so Soralin could only agree and turned to leave.

"By the way," the squadron leader added behind her, pointing to the mess on the ground, "Don't forget to call a servant to clean it up for me when you leave."

"How is it?" asked Maine, the pastor's fellow waiter who was already waiting outside.

After Soralin finished explaining the squadron leader's arrangements, she asked, "Mayne, do you also think I'm overthinking?"

Mayne glanced at her and said truthfully, "I can't imagine any being in the world capable of simultaneously controlling such a large number of individuals to act independently. You have to understand, this isn't just a single underground city of Puji, but one spread across the three cities of Mushroom City, Fishing Port, and Norweg. I don't know how many Puji masters and Puji there are. To say they're all one being is too..."

Maine wanted to say "absurd", but felt that the word was somewhat hurtful, and he couldn't think of a suitable way to describe it.

But Soralin didn't care about this. She thought about it seriously and realized that it was just like Maine said. She couldn't imagine what kind of existence it would be.

Everything is it and it is everywhere, so doesn’t that mean that the other party is similar to God?

It was so outrageous, so outrageous that she began to doubt herself.

The squadron leader and Maine were right, I was too arbitrary.

Ultimately, it's just speculation based on this rare and rarely referenced skill [Vision of Truth], and it lacks further evidence.

Anyway, write the report honestly...

What Soraline didn't know was that her report had not gone unnoticed.

The report was submitted by the squadron leader to the regional bishop, who then passed it on to higher authorities. Finally, the document landed on the desk of Archbishop Ditas of the Light.

Ditas's eyes slowly scanned the contents of the report, and there was no trace of emotion in his old and deep eyes.

He was silent for a moment, then calmly put the report into the drawer without giving any relevant instructions.

He had an important meeting with several dukes today. The core topic was how to systematically incorporate those "Puji Divisions" who seemed to have great potential into the kingdom's military system to fight against the imminent demon invasion.

(End of this chapter)