Chapter 0040: You are not worthy of my friendship! 

After the battle, Yami immediately slumped to the ground.

There were a few strengthened ones in the number of killer ants. Even if such a monster was only equivalent to an Lv.1 adventurer, the sense of oppression it brought was terrifying.

Yami's current physical fitness was still short, and it was not easy to achieve this level.

Sitting on the spot and resting for a while, his physical strength recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After regaining the ability to move, Yami stood up slowly, looking at the mess around him. His mood became complicated.

Many broken limbs were scattered on the ground, many of which had been recovered by the dungeon.

The battle was so violent that he smashed the magic stones in many monsters, and there was no way to collect them. As for the remaining ones, they still need to be excavated one by one.

At this time, Yami began to envy the world of the anime version of Danmachi.

As long as the monster was killed, the magic stone would fall by itself, and there was no need to dig it out with your own hands. Not only was it more convenient, but it could also save more time. How could it be like this now? How cool was his fighting posture just now? How embarrassing was this task?

"It looks like I need to find a supporter when I enter the dungeon in the future."

Even while complaining, the movements of his hands did not stop at all.

After all, as an adventurer, the source of income was only the magic stone in front of him. Although Yami could make money by making or repairing weapons for others, he didn't particularly like that kind of life.

Once in a while, it may be okay, but doing it continuously was not something he could do.

After an hour.

Most dropped items and magic stones were collected, and the remaining bits and pieces were thrown aside.

Yami's physical strength had recovered, and he felt that he was in a healthy state. His original plan to return to the ground was changed again at this time.

'Since I'm already here. Better take advantage of this opportunity to go deeper.'

Although it was impossible to go too far, going down a few floors was still no problem.

However, this time it was not to try to fight but to explore the structure of the dungeon and learn about the attack methods of monsters on deeper floors.

In the same way, it would also help him judge the drops on the lower floors, such as the quality of the materials, the level of strength of the monsters, and so on.

Intentionally avoiding fighting, Yami reached the tenth level smoothly.

The surrounding environment changed when he walked out of the rotating passage.

The underground cave turned into a pure white field.

The white-gray tender white branches had no leaves, and the grass was like a silver-gray wilderness. The entire area seems to have been smeared with a layer of silver, like a missing color.

In Yami's line of sight, many more powerful auras than the killer ants were looming.

"Um?"

Just as he was observing the surrounding layout, a burst of noisy footsteps suddenly came from a distance.

Several figures rushed towards the stairs at high speed in the depths of the silver wilderness, and each had more or less faint scars.

This seemed to be a team of adventurers consisting of five people.

Judging from the leather armor they wore and the shields they held in their hands, they didn't look like rookies, but they weren't powerful adventurers either. They could only be regarded as senior adventurers among the lower-level adventurers.

Not far behind this team, several huge green-skinned monsters were chasing them.

Seeing that the distance between the two was getting closer, the green-skinned monster had already caught up within a few breaths.

The young man wearing leather armor and holding a shield turned his head and saw the monster that was close at hand. He looked at his companion in front of him with horror and shouted loudly: "Help m… "

Puff!! 

Before he could finish his words, he was hit on the head by a huge wooden stick, accompanied by a sound like a watermelon breaking, the white grass was stained red with blood, and then his broken body smashed onto the grass.

"Damn it, Tom was killed too!"

"Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up to the upper floors. These orcs are not something we can deal with, run!"

Witnessing the death of their companions with their own eyes, the remaining adventurers were all plunged into endless fear, the threat of death weighed on their hearts, and they wished they could grow two more legs at this moment.

The direction this group of people was running was the staircase entrance where Yami was.

"There are still people in the dungeon at this time. These guys are really hard working, but the appearance of being hunted down is really embarrassing enough."

Yami had a panoramic view of the situation and couldn't help shaking his head.

Although Orario was the city of dreams, adventurers were also glamorous, but they were not as gorgeous as they appeared on the surface. They often faced much more life-and-death-crises than ordinary people.

To become a master, you need to pay a corresponding price.

Perhaps, ordinary people became adventurers, from the bottom of one class to the bottom of another class...

"Huh? Tsk, tsk. It seems I meet the trash of the dungeon."

Just when this idea appeared in Yami's mind, the situation on the field changed suddenly.

A Pallum (little human) carrying a huge package was running at the forefront among the adventurer team, and several others arrived at the intersection one after another. But when the green-skinned monsters approached, a companion behind her suddenly grabbed the backpack and pulled it back forcefully.

The huge force instantly made her lose her center of gravity, and she fell directly to the ground.

And the orcs who swarmed over had already raised their sticks!

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