Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 646 The first skill appears, a natural stat monster!
"Haha, Broly, you're wrong about that. There are indeed people who are strong before receiving the grace of God, but the power they possess is not directly recorded on the ability value panel. Whether or not experience points are gained depends mainly on the level of the ability value panel."

Let's use weightlifting as an example. Even if you have the ability to easily lift 100 pounds right now, before your actual act of lifting 100 pounds is recorded after you receive divine grace, lifting 10 pounds, 20 pounds, or 30 pounds will be considered excessive exercise.

"Yes, your original strength will only accelerate the improvement of your abilities; it won't turn [Divine Grace] into something tasteless and unremarkable."

The stat panel is one thing, but the actual stats are another. Simply put, the actual stats are like extra equipment. If a level 1 adventurer is wearing top-tier gear and fighting level 1 monsters, the stat panel won't stop giving you experience points just because you're wearing top-tier gear.

Of course, things like combat awareness and combat skills are a different matter and are not under the control of the ability panel.

"Alright, it's almost dinnertime. Let's have a big meal together tonight as a welcome feast for Broly as he joins my clan!"

Hestia suggested.

"Ah."

Broly nodded; he was also a little hungry.

"Should we go buy some groceries?"

Broly put on his clothes and looked at the goddess who was getting ready to go out, then asked her a question.

"No, I must go find my divine friend first."

Hestia shook her head.

"Goddess, are you inviting the other gods to join us for a grand feast?"

That's what Broly thinks.

"Uh……"

Upon hearing this, Hestia's face showed an embarrassed expression.

If I were to directly say that I have no money and am extremely poor, and that I need to borrow money from a wealthy friend, would my family's son look down on me?

No, no, no, Broly's willingness to join his own clan despite knowing his circumstances proves he's definitely not a snob...

Thinking of this, Hestia honestly told the boy the truth: "Actually, Broly, your god is currently living off the support of a friend god, and the funds for that support have almost been used up in the past two months of searching for my child."

"Uh, you don't even have money for a fancy meal?"

"Yeah, we don't even have money for a fancy meal anymore."

Although she didn't think the boy would dislike her, Hestia couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She didn't dare to look Broly in the eye. After all, she was the goddess, yet she looked like a useless piece of trash.

"Wow~"

Just then, Broly took out the bulging bag of Fali stored in the Crystal Palace space and handed it to the goddess.

"Lord Hestia, is this enough?"

Broly asked.

"Ah, this is..."

Hestia's eyes widened and she instinctively asked, even though the sound of the collision had already made her realize what was inside the bag.

"This is the money I got on my way to Orario. I helped a caravan that was attacked by a wyvern. After killing the wyvern, I exchanged magic crystals and dropped items for it. It's not a lot, only 550,000 falies, but it's all the money I have on me right now. If it's not enough, I can go out and earn some more now."

"Ah, that's enough, but Broly, is it really okay for me to take your money like this?"

Hestia asked in a trembling voice, not only because she knew the boy could solve the dragon problem before becoming a Familia, but also because the boy had given her all his money.

"Of course, Lady Hestia, it's a deal, I'll take care of you."

"But this isn't how you raise a child. In Orario, the exploration-type Familia Chief God usually only takes a portion of the commission from the Familia children's completion of guild missions as Familia funds. How could I possibly take any of the children's personal income before they joined the Familia..."

"If that's the case, then Lady Hestia, why don't you give me something in return?"

"What do you need me to do?"

Hestia blushed as she asked. Although she was one of the three virgin goddesses, she knew some embarrassing things.

Although the boy was small, there were also dwarfs in this world, and when they grew up, they looked about the same size as Broly now.

"Then please show me your happy face. Hmm, what do you think of this reward, Lady Hestia?"

"Woo~"

Hestia rushed over and hugged the boy tightly.

[This is simply too unfair! This is what children from the mortal realm are like. No wonder even unchanging gods can be changed!]

The soft, warm embrace of the goddess shielded Broly's view.

Although they couldn't see Hestia's slightly flushed face and happy smile, Crystal Palace kept sending notifications about her increased happiness level.

Hestia's happiness level is currently 21 and is steadily increasing.

. . . .

The Tower of Babel is a super-tall tower built on top of a labyrinth, like a lid for the labyrinth. This building, owned by the guild, provides public facilities such as shower rooms for adventurers, as well as other functions such as a simple restaurant, medical facilities, and a money exchange.

"The food here is very good. I ate here before, but the price-performance ratio is a bit high compared to other restaurants. However, this is your welcome dinner, Broly, so I should splurge a little."

Hestia, dressed in a black evening gown, led the boy by the hand, like an older sister leading her younger brother, into the chalk tower.

Since it was already night and the evening rush hour for adventurers to return had passed, the restaurant on the fourth floor of the Chalk Tower wasn't crowded.

When the orc catgirl waitress saw the goddess enter with the boy, she quickly came over and led the two to an empty window table.

"Broly, do you have any dietary restrictions?"

After Hestia sat down, she asked the boy opposite her.

"Apart from not drinking alcohol, I don't have any dietary restrictions."

"Then I'll order the things I've eaten before and thought were delicious."

"Hello, I want this, this, and this..."

The catgirl waitress didn't leave; she stood to the side, using her little notebook to record the dishes the goddess had ordered.

"So, is it okay if the quantity is for two people?"

She only asked after Hestia had ordered.

"Ah."

Hestia nodded.

"If that's not enough, we'll add more."

Broly added.

"Broly, this is already a lot. I'm worried that the two of us won't be able to finish it."

"Lady Hestia, I have a bigger appetite."

"That's settled then. If it's not enough, we'll add more."

The catgirl ran off to get the food, and soon a sumptuous feast was served. Hestia also ordered juice, a fruit called Masala, which grows in the southern forests of this world and is known as a natural forest restaurant. After being cooked in its shell and then cut open, you can get a sweet juice.

Broly took a bite and thought it was very good.

"After we finish eating, we'll go upstairs to my friend's armory to buy some armor and weapons."

Hestia hadn't had any delicious food in a while, and her cheeks were bulging with roasted meat.

"Lord Hestia, what do we need armor and weapons for?"

Broly asked curiously.

"That's obviously preparation for your upcoming dungeon adventures. Well, I'm a goddess who's pretty useless once the use of divine power is forbidden."

Our family members are unlikely to engage in production-related work, and it's also somewhat difficult to run a business-related business. They can probably only make money through exploration.

"Broly, while you can handle monsters like wyverns, you'll still need to prepare before venturing into dungeons, including acquiring armor and weapons."

"I see."

Broly nodded, although he felt that the monsters in this world could be dealt with by hand without any problem.

Hmm, judging from Hestia's appearance, she should also be preparing for this day. If a goddess is working hard to prepare, and you don't let her show the results of her efforts, are you trying to tell her that what she is doing is a bit unnecessary?
That was naturally impossible. Broly rarely undermined his targets, and this time was no exception. He wholeheartedly supported Hestia's plan to purchase armor and weapons for him.

"Broly, what weapons are you good with?"

"Weapons? They should be swords, but of course, gauntlets would be fine with me too."

"An inch longer, an inch stronger. Gauntlets are too unsafe. I'd better buy a sword."

"can."

"So, what about armor? A shield or bracers?"

"Lord Hestia, what do you think?"

"Given your size, the arm guards will allow for greater flexibility."

Hestia said.

"Then I will listen to you, Lord Hestia."

The little girl's face was flushed, and the obedient boy made her want to hug him again.

"Lady Hestia?"

"What's wrong, Broly? Do you want to jump into my arms too?"

The Loli Goddess had been fantasizing about some things, and after Broly called her name, she subconsciously asked a question in return.

"Uh, I just wanted to remind you that we can order more food now."

Upon hearing this, Hestia snapped out of her daze and noticed that some bowls and plates had been stacked up on the boy's left side.

"what?!"

The loli goddess's eyes widened. Had she skipped a scene? Why was there a table full of delicious food just a moment ago, but now there was only the roasted meat on the plate in front of her?
However, after the food was added again, Hestia saw clearly the entire process of the ravenous prisoner quickly devouring the food.

Although he didn't wolf down his food, Broly ate very quickly. Not only that, he could also communicate with himself while eating efficiently.

Of course, this wasn't a situation where he ate and talked at the same time. Rather, it was a situation where, while she was replying, he would quickly pick up food and put it in his mouth, chewing and swallowing it with lightning speed. By the time he needed to speak, the food in his mouth would already be gone. The process was very elegant; he chewed the food without making much noise, and his eyes would look at him attentively as he spoke, as if he were carefully listening to him. He made good use of the fragmented time at the table to eat, truly a master of dining.

After finishing her meal, Hestia looked at the incredibly thick bill in her hand, her expression somewhat complicated. Her son didn't just eat a lot, he ate an insane amount.

The meal cost nearly 100,000 fares, which, although the food here is expensive, was still enough for about 30 or 40 people.

What the boy said before, that 550,000 Fali was not much, I thought was just an exaggeration, but now it seems to be completely true.

"No wonder you have the strength to defeat a flying dragon."

With such a huge appetite, it would be impossible for them to support themselves if they weren't incredibly capable.

"Ok?"

Broly looked over, puzzled.

"It seems we need to cut back on equipment procurement costs."

Hestia said this and led the boy upstairs.

Most weapon shops located in the Tower of Babel sell high-end items.

Hestia intended to purchase high-quality armor and weapons from her friend Hephaestus's shop.

But now that she knows the boy's appetite, she wisely chose a somewhat inconspicuous but bustling shop on the corner upstairs.

Unlike the luxuriously decorated shops that sell equipment crafted by renowned master craftsmen, this unassuming shop mainly sells the works of novice blacksmiths.

The works of novice blacksmiths vary in quality, but their advantage is that they are not expensive. If you have a good eye, you might be able to pick out some equipment that is worth the price.

Although Hestia did not hold the divine office of blacksmithing, her friend Hephaestus was the god of craftsmanship. Through her exposure to this, she actually had a certain ability to judge the quality of equipment.

She picked out a short sword suitable for dwarves from the sword rack, then picked up a pair of silver-white arm guards from the armor pile, and bought a set of lightweight small leather armor. That completed what could be considered a luxurious set of equipment for a novice adventurer.

For just these few items, another 80,000 Fali were spent, then 550,000 Fali, leaving only 370,000 Fali. With the need to buy various potions commonly used by adventurers, Hestia did a quick calculation and found that she would only have enough money left for about three large meals tonight.

"Next, we need to go to the guild to register our adventurer status."

Hestia called to the boy, who had changed into leather armor and put on his gear, and then led him to the guild headquarters near the tower.

Even though it was night, there were still people at the guild.

“My name is Eina Zul, Lady Hestia. It’s a pleasure to serve you. How may I help you?”

A tall, bespectacled half-elf woman greeted them.

"I have established a familia. These are the children who are joining the familia today and wish to register as adventurers."

Eina glanced at Broly. Orario was a place where people of all races gathered, and she did not question the boy's youthful appearance.

"Okay, please come over here to register. Your name is..."

"Broly".

"What race are you referring to? Are you a Palum (dwarf race), or a branch of the Orcs?"

The half-elf lady's gaze, naturally sweeping over the boy's tail curled up at his waist, came from behind her glasses before she asked.

"Saiyan".

"Um?!"

"what happened?"

"Ah, it's nothing, it's just that I've never heard of the race name you mentioned before."

"Saiyans are a minority..."

"I see."

Before Broly could finish speaking, the half-elf lady looked enlightened and guessed that it might be a branch of the dwarf race.

"And your age?"

"15."

"Eh?"

"what happened again?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you're a bit too young."

From the perspective of the dwarfs, Broly's appearance is probably that of an adult.

"Your clan is the Hestia clan, Adventurer Level 1. Alright, here is your identification badge."

Eina quickly completed the registration process.

"However, before you take it, I need to tell you some information that new adventurers need to know."

"Please say."

"First, as a novice adventurer, when you first enter a dungeon, try to get used to fighting monsters in the first or second level of the maze."

Second, once you have gained some adventure experience and are able to explore deeper levels of the maze, please do not push yourself to the limit.

Third, in case of any unusual situation, please do not hesitate to evacuate the maze immediately…

There are many things to note for novice adventurers, but they can be summarized in one sentence:

Entering the dungeon is risky; adventure requires extra caution.

If you're not careful, you could lose your precious life.

"Please remember these things, for each one has been paid for with the lives of new people."

"Yeah, I remember."

Broly nodded.

"If you have any questions in the future, you can come to me. I can serve as your dungeon advisor."

Eina smiled gently at the boy and said.

"Um?!"

Hestia looked over warily, but found nothing unusual.

"Let's start the adventure tomorrow, Broly. Let's go back and rest."

The loli goddess takes the boy back to her abandoned church dwelling.

"Oh dear, there's only one bed, what should we do?"

Upon arriving at the second-floor basement, Hestia said this while stealing a glance at the boy beside her.

"I can sleep on the sofa."

Broly pointed to the sofa bench next to him and said.

"However, the bed is very big; it can fit two people."

The loli goddess sat on the bed, patted the spot next to her, and looked over with a smile.

"If Lady Hestia doesn't mind sleeping with me, someone she's only known for less than a day..."

"I don't mind. You're the first child to join my clan when no one else wanted to. Isn't it my duty as a god to sleep with such a lovely child? Come on over."

The goddess, somewhere between a young girl and a teenage girl, opens her arms to the boy.

Broly did not refuse. He took off his leather armor, changed into his pajamas, and went to bed.

"I've been wanting to ask this before: is the ability to conjure things out of thin air your special ability?"

Hestia pulled the boy into her arms and began to ask him questions out of curiosity.

"Yes, it's one of my special abilities, called the Crystal Palace Space, which can store some things."

"This ability is convenient when adventuring in dungeons. You can put the supplies you need to carry inside and take them out when needed. They won't get in the way during combat. However, is there a weight limit?"

"No."

"After I come here and my stats are recorded in the stat panel, this can become one of your skills."

As Hestia spoke, she lifted her leg and circled it around.

"Is this what it feels like to sleep with your child?"

Hestia seemed to be using the boy as a pillow, appearing completely unguarded.

While being held, the goddess fell asleep on her own.

Broly opened the Crystal Palace panel and confirmed that the group chat room was indeed completely disabled due to the speed change function being enabled, so he prepared to go to sleep.

However, when Orario reached the exact moment of 00:00:00, Broly suddenly felt something unusual about himself.

It was a very subtle change, but Broly did notice it; his body seemed to have become slightly stronger.

If you ask what's different about today compared to the past, it's probably that he received the divine grace of Hestia.

"Is that the reason?"

Broly could only think of this, and feeling the warm breath of the sleeping goddess embracing him, evenly blowing on his neck, Broly did not choose to wake her up.

After all, this sudden increase in minor power is not a big deal.

If Hestia could examine the boy's back now, she would see that Broly's ability panel skill bar has a new skill called "Natural Stat Monster".

[A natural numerical genius]:
At 00:00:00 every day, you will gain a total of 1000 skill proficiency points.

This skill effect remains active until the basic attribute value reaches the limit of s999.

You're a natural numerical monster; all you need to do to become stronger is survive.

Is the emergence of this skill really reasonable?
Existence is reasonable.

God's grace sometimes manifests as miracles within the recipient.

(End of this chapter)