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Chapter 11 Green Figure
Giant growth may have greater potential in the future, and the flexibility brought by mimicry is also quite useful, especially when combined with collecting monster attributes, the growth attributes should not be low.
After a moment's hesitation, he chose [Slime Mimicry].
A thought popped into my head, and I imagined what a groundhog looked like.
In an instant, he felt a tingling sensation in his front teeth, as if they had become stronger, while a large amount of complex olfactory information flooded into his nasal cavity.
The earthy smell, the fragrance of plants, the slightly fishy smell of lingering slime, and a familiar, unpleasant odor mixed with burnt leather and sweaty feet.
Xia Lin looked down and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Having used combat skills to move frequently before, the soles of his shoes were already worn out, and now his two big toes were pitifully peeking out from the holes.
"No wonder the vendor sold them so cheaply." He recalled the dwarf Pete's warning, "They really do have serious 'combat skill aftereffects.' Luckily, these shoes lasted until the end of the battle."
He then tried switching the mimicry target to a goblin.
After waiting for a few minutes, Xia Lin felt a slight tingling sensation on her skin.
I walked quickly to the edge of the pool, and my reflection in the water revealed an unhealthy dark green color to my skin, making me look like a malnourished, oversized goblin.
He was cheated on.
"This is too abstract," Xia Lin said, somewhat speechless.
The effectiveness of the simulation depends on his understanding of the monster.
Finally, he pinned his hopes on the slime option.
This time, the feeling was completely different.
His upper body skin was quietly covered with a layer of transparent, fluid gel about half a finger thick.
This gelatinous substance seemed to be part of his body, able to move slowly across his skin as he thought of it.
At the same time, a strong feeling of thirst suddenly struck.
Xia Lin rushed to the edge of the pool and gulped down several mouthfuls of water before the intense thirst that seemed to originate from within his cells slowly subsided.
He tentatively touched the transparent gel; it felt cool, elastic, and sticky.
I can't think of any clever use for this jelly-like skin in combat or daily life.
The return journey is still long, and the shoe problem urgently needs to be solved.
Suddenly, he had a change of heart and tried to manipulate the slime to cover his feet.
The transparent fluid spread rapidly, completely enveloping the two feet whose soles were worn through.
An unexpected sense of comfort washed over me; the cool, gel-like material covered my soles and fit exceptionally well.
Xia Lin tried taking a few steps, then jogged a bit, and even used his combat skill to move again.
The friction between my feet, which were wrapped in rubber, and the ground became extremely smooth.
"I see. At least the shoes won't be ruined. I can use my combat skills with peace of mind now." He finally understood the purpose of the new running shoes.
After a thorough search of the cave, Xia Lin collected more than twenty well-preserved Moon Tear Grass plants. Based on a market price of 40-50 copper coins per plant, the income from this batch of herbs was around 10 silver coins.
This doesn't even include the additional value that the mysterious blue stone might bring.
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The golden wheat fields rippled with warm waves under the afternoon sun.
A ground squirrel was carelessly left on the edge of a field, its belly rising and falling slightly; it was not quite dead yet.
The dwarf Gondor was raising his wine sac and taking a big gulp of ale to moisten his parched throat.
Suddenly, his movements froze—
puff!
The murky liquor sprayed all over the wheat stalks in front of him.
"My dwarf beard above!" Gondor rubbed his eyes hard, pointing to the other side of the field, his voice trembling. "Tyr! Did you just see that? Am I seeing things? A green thing, 'whoosh,' darted past behind that row of wheat! And it wasn't small!"
"What are you muttering about?" The dwarf Tyr impatiently pushed aside the golden ears of wheat obscuring his view, peeking out with a few grass seeds still on his face. "Are you drunk again and starting to talk nonsense? Where did these goblins come from? The nearest forest is half a day's walk away!"
He wiped the sweat from his face: "Stop slacking off, concentrate. The overall situation is bad, and there are so many people eyeing this kind of job."
"I really saw it! I swear!" The dwarf stamped his feet anxiously. "Even though it was just a blink of an eye, its color really resembled a goblin! It just seemed a bit more robust than usual?"
Tyr looked in the direction the dwarf pointed, still somewhat doubtful.
The wheat fields rippled in the wind, a scene of tranquility, with only a few farmers bent over their work in the distance.
The dwarf pursed his lips and buried his head back in the wheat bushes in front of him.
"Damn it!" the dwarf muttered under his breath, continuing his struggle with the groundhog.
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The Adventurers' Guild's hall remained noisy.
Xia Lin walked past groups of colleagues discussing mission details or complaining about their bad luck, and headed straight for the mission handover counter.
The receptionist on duty was still Lia.
Xia Lin placed the Moon Tear Grass and the Goblin Ear Pouch, along with the quest assignment sheet, on the smooth oak table.
"Turn in the quest: Gather Moontear Grass."
Lia skillfully untied the bag and deftly inspected the grass leaves and roots.
"Twenty plants, in good condition, with minimal magic loss." She looked up and gave Xia Lin a formulaic smile. "The reward is nine silver and thirty copper coins, is that confirmed?"
"confirm."
Lia counted out the corresponding silver and copper coins from the cash box under the counter and pushed them over with a clinking sound.
Xia Lin weighed the small, solid money pouch in his hand, a long-lost sense of peace welling up inside him. Finally, he had some decent income, which could slightly alleviate his current predicament.
He put away the money, then remembered there was something else in his bag.
He moved to the "Mineral Valuation" counter in the corner of the association.
The owner was an elderly man wearing a monocle, engrossed in reading a book titled "A Study of Gemstone Veins".
"Do you buy this kind of stone?" Xia Lin asked, taking out the stone that shimmered with a blue luster.
The old man took the stone, examined it carefully with a magnifying glass for a long time, and then took out the crystal plate engraved with runes to test it.
"A water-attribute magic crystal," he said, taking off his glasses, "naturally contains water elemental energy, which mages can use to enchant staves or equipment. Yours is of average quality, but the energy is fairly stable."
He paused for a moment: "Five gold coins, the association's purchase price. Although it's lower than the black market price, we absolutely won't cheat you; we make our living on our reputation."
Five gold coins.
Xia Lin's heart skipped a beat; this was far more than all the previous rewards combined.
"make a deal."
The old man deftly opened the voucher and counted the gold coins.
Five heavy gold coins fell into his palm.
Xia Lin weighed the money pouch in his arms; it contained a total of nine silver and thirty copper coins, plus five gold coins.
Oh right, I almost forgot to pay the debt.
Xia Lin found Nim in a corner of the association's hall.
The shrewd man leaned against a stone pillar, his eyes scanning the queue like searchlights, looking for the next potential customer.
"Here, your bill payment." Xia Lin counted out five copper coins and handed them over.
Nim paused for a moment, took the copper coin, weighed it in his hand, and grinned: "Not bad, kid, that's a good deal! I thought you'd forgotten about me after you finished the mission and got the money. I've encountered ingrates like this before."