Chapter 65: 65. The Rotten Willow Tavern is gone?

In the rebuilt Jinyangmu Tavern.

“I’m telling you!

At that time, the big black mushroom man just punched! One punch!

Just smash a big hole on the ground!

It knocked us all out.”

In order to make others understand, the green-clad adventurer who was speaking tried hard to open his hands and gesture the width of the pit.

But obviously not everyone believed him. A bearded adventurer sneered and asked:

“Forget about the large black mushrooms. Anyway, there are indeed a lot of strange-looking walking mushrooms down there. It’s not impossible that they really exist.

But you said six floors?

Who doesn't know that the walking mushroom only goes up to the fifth level?

Not to mention that the power you described is clearly beyond the realm of a sixth-tier monster.

I'm afraid even a monster on the tenth floor wouldn't be able to make the kind of noise you describe.

Can you brag in moderation?

If you go too far, people will see through it at once."

The green-clad adventurer blushed and stepped on the table, saying anxiously:

"What I said is true, you can ask my teammates.

Now run to the sixth floor and you can still see the pit!

Do you dare to bet with me..."

Dylan scratched his ears and felt that the big black mushroom described by the people at the next table seemed a little familiar.

Could it be what I was thinking?

Forget it, why bother?

He smacked his lips and drank the glass of mellow wine in his hand. It tasted many times better than the inferior wine in the Rotten Willow Tavern.

But...he was still not used to drinking it.

Dylan also felt that he was being a bit too mean, but it was not something he could control.

It's now his third day here.

The reason why he was sitting in the Jinyangmu Tavern instead of the Rotten Willow Tavern was because -

That idiot Cole actually capsized in the gutter!

I don't know who reported me for stealing equipment from dead adventurers.

Now the person has been arrested and the store has been closed.

Although everyone was disgusted by Cole's behavior, the happiest person should be the owner of the Jinyangmu Tavern.

Dylan even thought that maybe he was the whistleblower.

Although the Lanliu Tavern has been closed, not everyone can afford to spend long hours at the Jinyangmu Tavern.

For a while, the adventurers at the bottom who had nowhere to go complained a lot, which put a lot of pressure on the people above.

It seems that they want to send someone from the guild to continue maintaining the Rotten Willow Tavern.

However, no one really trusts the guild members to run the tavern well.

In fact, right now in Mute Wind Town, the guild’s credibility has almost hit rock bottom.

The last time we concealed the resonance, it resulted in heavy casualties among the adventurers.

Although generous compensation was given afterwards, it was still impossible to regain the trust of the adventurers.

Not to mention, the person who is now in charge of the Dumbwind Town branch is actually the instigator - Oberon!

Many people don’t understand what the adults in the association are thinking.

Not only did you not lock this guy up, but you also reinstated him?

For a while, all kinds of rumors spread among adventurers.

There is a huge network of interests behind Oberon that saved him.

Or maybe Oberon sent a large piece of S-level magic crystal to it, so it escaped the disaster.

Among these rumors, the most outrageous but most widely spread one is:

Oberon sold hooks to the adults in the association for ten consecutive days before he regained his position as branch president by relying on his extraordinary skills.

From the rumors, it can be seen how much the adventurers dislike this branch president.

Dylan didn't care about the above activities. He only knew that this time, he might have to compromise and buy wine from the Jinyangmu Tavern.

After all, it's better to have something than nothing, and he is not really short of money right now.

He had already sent the boss's letter and the S-level magic crystal through the mail network provided by the guild.

The highest standard red letter was used, and it cost 3 gold coins just to send such a letter.

Correspondingly, if the letter fails to reach the other party, the guild will take full responsibility.

After completing the boss's instructions, Dylan went to find the intelligence dealer again.

After paying a deposit of 10 silver coins, he asked the other party to inquire about Bella's whereabouts.

Since his boss paid him a lot of money and gave out bonuses frequently, he was now almost saving up 100 gold.

It's also time to send this money that I don't need much to my precious daughter.

He had only inquired once before to confirm that his daughter had recovered.

After that, I never had the chance to find out about my daughter's current situation. This time, I took the opportunity to do all these things.

While no one around was paying attention, he quietly took a sip of the magic potion.

Dylan just hoped the information dealers would move faster.

——

The reconstruction of the Adventurer's Guild in Dumbwind Town is a huge project.

Even though the Demonic Tide had passed for some time, the guild had only been half rebuilt.

The completed half includes the branch president's office.

There was a gentle knock on the office door.

"Come in--" Oberon's muffled voice sounded as if his entire throat had been soaked in a wine barrel.

Mirabelle frowned as she looked at the branch president in front of her, who was drunk even in broad daylight.

Oberon's body, which was corroded by the three-headed snake's venom, had long been fully restored under the effect of the regeneration potion.

It’s just that there is a clear color difference between the newly grown skin and the old skin, which looks very strange.

Some people have begun to call him a two-faced man in private.

"President, this is the latest report on changes to the dungeon."

Mirabelle performed her duties as always.

Oberon glanced at it and asked with a burp, "What...is the change?"

"Report on the ecological changes caused by the Puji that appeared in the first five layers."

"Puji again. Got it! Let's go now."

From the look on Oberon's face, Mirabelle knew that if she left now, the report would be in vain.

"President," she emphasized the pronunciation of these two words, "Are you going to stay depressed like this? Shouldn't you make achievements and prove yourself again now?"

Mirabelle thought this would persuade Oberon to cheer up, but she obviously didn't know enough.

Oberon complained hysterically as if a sore spot had been touched:

"Prove yourself?

Do you... do you think that they let me return to this position because they still value me?

Do you feel... I still have a chance to make a comeback?

Wrong!

I'm just here to be a target!

All the resentment during the reconstruction period is pushed onto me. Once order is restored here, I will be kicked out immediately!

Hahaha…hahaha…

Most likely, he was thrown to the islands...

I don’t know, I may die in the fog one day.

I'm done... my life is over..."

After saying that, Oberon was too lazy to pay attention to Mirabelle beside him.

He drank strong liquor in big gulps to numb his nerves.

Mirabelle looked at him and he really looked hopeless.

I could only leave with my dissatisfaction.

As for that report?

Oberon never picked it up or even looked at it.

He no longer cared about what would happen to Dumbwind Town and Amethyst Dungeon.

I just want to have a good time before I am exiled to the archipelago.

(End of this chapter)