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Quests of the Wanderer

Ash's life was a monotonous grind of work and longing. Struggling to make ends meet and yearning for love, he felt utterly ordinary without any meaning in his life. Then, in a flash, everything changed. He awoke in a towering forest, dwarfed by colossal trees. Panic surged as his unfamiliar surroundings overwhelmed him. Thankfully, a glimmer of hope emerged and his golden finger, appeared before him, his "Infinite Horizons System." However, his happiness didn't last long as realised that his system wasn't anything extraordinary as described in novels. The only useful feature was the ability to save his progress like in a game, allowing him to respawn at the moment of the saved file after his death. He still had to work hard to survive in this new world, harvest tons of exp to become stronger and to make matters worse, he didn't have any memories of the body he occupied or any idea about the kind of world he was in. This ignorance persisted until his head was struck by a flying axe, causing him to lose his life, just minutes after his reborn, making him realise that he is in a world with difficulty set on Hell Mode. However, a legend was born after that day. Whispers spread throughout every goblin kingdom of a "crazy human hunter" – a man who always seemed one step ahead of them. No trap, plan, or strategy could catch him off guard. But whispers soon turned to fear as rumours of his true motives surfaced - a relentless pursuit of wealth and… their females. Join Ash on a thrilling adventure! Explore a world teeming with diverse races and captivating wonders. Witness his rise to power as he confronts cunning enemies of all shapes and sizes, amasses treasures beyond imagination, and embarks on a quest to become the most formidable adventurer the world has ever seen.

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Chapter 147. Ronald: The Hidden Player

"Damn you, you stinking brat! How dare you threaten me!" Ronald roared, his voice thick with anger. Saliva spattered across the counter as he bellowed, "Fine, a hundred coins. Pay it, pick up this damned dagger of yours, and get the hell out of my shop!" He seemed to expend all his energy in the outburst, collapsing heavily into a chair afterwards. Panting like a man who'd lost the meaning of life, he slumped there, expressionless, before reaching for his wine and taking a long, deep drink.