Chapter 255 254. Exploration
Ding-ding-ding-ding
The dull, monotonous sound of digging echoed in the dim caverns of the fifth level.
Every time the pickaxe fell, a few faint sparks flew up, illuminating Glenn's lifeless face.
His eyes were empty, as if his soul had long been taken away, leaving only his body numbly repeating the movement of swinging the pickaxe.
Dwarves are generally sturdy, but at this moment, Glenn looked unusually short. His legs disappeared in the previous explosion.
It was only thanks to emergency treatment and a few bottles of precious healing potions that Thorin exchanged from Horn and the others that he managed to barely save his life.
But Glenn, who managed to survive, was immediately taken to the cave by the Pujis and forced to mine.
Falling from heaven to hell in an instant, Glenn was completely numb. He just mechanically waved the draft under Puji's occasional urging.
"I'll pay you, so can't you guys find a way to rescue Glenn?" Thorin, who was also in a dishevel, asked not far outside the cave.
Although Grum was the mercenary he hired, without his help, Thorin would have died in the Scarecrow Abyss. Now that there is still a chance, Thorin still wants to rescue him.
However, the others shook their heads like rattles, their faces full of resistance: "This is not a matter of money, this is a matter of life and death!"
"What should we do? Just watch him rot in there?" Thorin said dejectedly.
Noah suggested, "Perhaps... you could go to the Adventurer's Guild up there and post an official quest and try?"
"Adventurer's Guild!" Thorin's eyes suddenly lit up.
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"President," Mirabelle walked into the newly renovated office, "a dwarf claiming to be from the Deepfurnace Clan is in the hall seeking the guild's help."
Fal was buried in a report on the latest mushroom field growth data. Hearing this, he looked up in confusion. "Deepforge Clan? I don't think there are any registered dwarven forge masters residing in this town. Besides, we don't seem to produce any rare mineral veins here..."
"Not a blacksmith, Guild Master," Mirabelle added, "he said he was an adventurer."
"Adventurer?" Fal seemed even more confused. He clearly remembered that according to the legend, almost everyone in the Deepfurnace Clan was a master at the hearth, but it was rare for them to have anything to do with adventure.
Soon, Thorin, his face still covered in dirt and blood, was brought in. In front of Far's incredible gaze, he explained the whole process with tears and snot. Finally, he took out a small bag, hoping that Far could go and rescue Glenn who was taken away by the Pujis.
Although the bag was torn, the gems revealed inside were of genuine top quality.
"Lord Thorin, please calm down. We deeply sympathize with your plight, and the guild will certainly do its best to help you. Lillian!" He turned to the maid standing beside him, "Take this Lord Deepfurnace to the treatment room and properly tend to his wounds."
"Yes." Lillian led the injured Thorin away.
Only after the door closed did Fal lose the gentleness on his face and resume his businesslike demeanor. "Mirabelle, verify the identity and background of this Thorin Deepfurnace immediately."
In just a short time, Fal confirmed Thorin's identity. He was a branch of the Deep Furnace clan, and there was indeed such a person.
Analogous to the human aristocracy system, he is roughly equivalent to the second son of a baron's family. His status is not prominent, but as an ally of humans, the dwarf should still help. Especially in this period, not to mention that the other party also gave gems as a reward.
But, saving someone from Puji...
Things went around in circles and finally landed on Inanna's head, who was lying comfortably in her room, letting a few chubby pussies step on her back.
"Why should I save a guy who attacked Puji?" Inanna hugged the knight in her arms and rubbed him, her tone full of obvious reluctance.
"Miss Inanna," the guild member in charge of delivering the message said cautiously, "The Guild Master said that the dwarves are our allies after all, and we must honor the Deephearth Clan's request. And... you are the only one who can handle this matter..."
Inanna curled her lips and rolled her eyes. Although she was unhappy, it would be nice to take this opportunity to enter the dungeon with a legitimate reason... But before that, she had to ask first.
In the fungus network, Inanna asked, "Boss, there's a dwarf outside crying and yelling for us to release his companion who killed Puji. Should we release him?"
"If they want it, just take it away. It's a waste of mushrooms to keep them!" Lin Jun said indifferently.
After getting permission, Inanna carried the knight and went to the fifth floor with a few others.
Inanna, as usual, gave the knight a mock shake.
Under Thorin's eager gaze, the Pujis released Glenn, who was already a little unconscious, and Thorin hurriedly carried him on his back.
Inanna looked at Glum who was being returned by the Pujis, curled her lips, and then waved to the others: "Alright, you guys can go. I have to stay and comfort these frightened little guys."
"Frightened..."
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Lin Jun released the person casually. He was just a gold-level dwarf. Lin Jun also confiscated and checked the things on his body and found that they were not of much value.
On the contrary, the information about the other side of the rift that the two dwarves accidentally revealed was of some value.
Although Lin Jun also had the "strategies" for other dungeons collected by Inanna and Aidin, it was still beneficial to hear the descriptions directly from the people who had experienced it and verify them.
Originally, Lin Jun wanted to explore the dense forest first, but the appearance of the two dwarves obviously disrupted his plan.
Lin Jun carefully hid most of these cracks in inconspicuous corners, just like the one in front of him, which was cleverly hidden in the internal structure of a huge fluorescent mushroom tree.
After all, letting the Pujis brazenly cross the cracks frequently in public is like walking in and out of their own living rooms.
That would have a bad influence, as humans tend to overthink things.
Although he now controls the core of the dungeon and is becoming more and more proficient in the use of "Thunder Punishment", he should still hide his weaknesses when possible.
Since there is more than one crack leading to the Scarecrow Abyss, this exposed one may be considered for sealing.
But before that, Lin Jun still sent a scout to sneak over.
What if there is a valuable place on the other side? It would be bad if you missed it!
Before he even came in, the scout Puji was already cursed with the [Corrosion Curse], and after he came in, he even had an additional [Falling Curse].
Lin Jun was familiar with the former, a local specialty, but the curse was obviously not as strong as the crack that was blocked by the six-layer slime. In front of Lin Jun's [Corrosion Resistance LV8], it did not cause any damage at all.
As for the latter, the name sounds like a no-fly zone, but the scout flapped his wings and his flight was not hindered. The specific effect is not yet known.
Scout Puji flapped his wings hard, climbing up crookedly from the deep ravine, and finally hovered at the edge of the cliff where the dwarves had fallen earlier.
The clifftop was now deserted; the scarecrow he'd been chasing had long since vanished. Strangely, however, within the scout's perception, Puji couldn't detect the "edge" described by the dwarfs, only an endless expanse of wheat fields and farmland.
On the other side of the ditch was a forest with vague outlines.
Lin Jun controlled Puji and tried to fly towards the forest. However, the flight did not last long, and Puji mysteriously came out from the "other side" of the forest, and in front of it was the wheat field again!
The farms can be similar, but the rifts can never be the same!
Looking at the crack below, Lin Jun was sure that the space here was distorted.
It feels... so high-end!
Taking into account the spatial structure of their own dungeons, each dungeon has made great efforts in space!
Since we can’t find the “edge” that the dwarves mentioned, let’s explore the “farm” first!
Speaking of which...I can't see the moon from here!
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“Ah—ah—”
A hoarse and shrill cry sounded in the night sky, and a crow with dull feathers stood on a rotten and crooked wooden frame in the wheat field.
This shelf might have been used to hang a scarecrow, but now it is empty.
Suddenly, a slightly clumsy flapping sound came from the side, which was completely different from the crow's light flapping wings.
The crow turned its head in confusion and saw a large, white puffball it had never seen before descending and landing steadily on the other side of the shelf, a short distance away from the pitch-black crow. The two sides faced each other in silence...
(End of this chapter)
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