My love game is too abstract.

Chapter 41 Commission Completed
Yalu was startled and tried to stand up, but his head hit the rock above him.

"Hiss, it hurts. No, where did the mouse come from?"

He covered his head and grinned at the big beige hamster in front of him.

"Jiji."

The big hamster called out to them, then turned and ran back.

"Hey, Yaluo, that looks like a familiar." Zeshia raised her hand and pointed.

"It really scared me that it suddenly came out." Yalu shook his head, and then continued to grab Zeshia's arm and taste it.

Zeshia looked back at him and punched him directly.

"Damn it, you're addicted to licking it, right? That's enough!" she said shyly.

"I'm a wounded soldier now! And you're still hitting me!" Yaluo shouted, covering his nose.

"Oh? Doesn't it hurt?"

He was surprised to find that he didn't feel anything from the punch just now.

Not only that, he now felt all the fatigue in his body swept away, the wound no longer hurt, and a steady stream of strength poured in.

The magic power was replenished immediately.

This effect is ten times better than the most expensive mana replenishing potion!
Doesn't that mean I don't need to prepare recovery potions for future adventures? Just bring a Zeshia, and when she runs out of mana, just hug her and lick her, and she'll be back to full health.

"That's great, Zeshia, your sweat is so useful." Yaluo moved his body with satisfaction, without any discomfort.

"Tsk, so disgusting." Zeshia looked at the pool of saliva under her armpit and frowned in disgust.

"Jiji!"

At this time, the big hamster came back, but this time it had a rope in its mouth, which extended out from the small tunnel.

"Could it be that someone is coming to rescue us?" Yaluo said.

He grabbed the rope, and the big hamster turned around and ran back, then stopped after a few steps, as if waiting for them.

"You go first, I'll cover your rear." Yaluo said.

"You go first." Zeshia crossed her arms and glared at him.

Huh? Is this dragon suddenly so kind today?
But Yaluo looked down and quickly realized that Zeshia was wearing a skirt. If she was in front, it would be easy to expose her underwear.
"Okay, I'll go first." Yaluo grabbed the rope, lowered his head, and crawled into the passage.

Zeshia followed him, and they followed the giant hamster as it crawled through the narrow tunnel.

It seemed that the big hamster had put a lot of effort into finding them. There were holes dug everywhere by it. The only way they could avoid getting lost was by holding on to the rope and following it around.

Isn't it a gopher that digs holes? Why is this a hamster?

After climbing for about ten minutes, I climbed up a slope holding the rope and finally saw the faint light at the entrance of the cave.

"Yalo!"

An armored hand reached through the hole. He recognized it as Owen's hand, grabbed it, and was pulled out.

When they emerged from the tunnel, thunderous cheers erupted all around them.

"Yeah! We did it!"

"Both of them are fine! Great victory!"

It turned out to be those useless teammates.

"you."

Yalu saw the big hamster running to a man's feet and was picked up by him.

"This is my familiar. Although it has no fighting ability, it is very good at digging holes. Let it drill in and find you." said the man.

"We heard the noise and ran over. Owen told us you were buried inside, so we immediately worked together to find a way to rescue you."

"Although it was difficult, fortunately some of us knew earth magic. Together we cleared the large rocks and had our familiars dig a hole in to find you." Owen looked at Yaluo, "Everyone helped a lot."

"Everyone." Yaluo looked at everyone with great gratitude, his eyes moistened.
"Thank you so much, everyone. I thought you losers couldn't help at all."

"You said something very hurtful while looking so touched."

After leaving the goblin's nest, it was already early morning the next day. The morning sun cast a warm glow on the forest, and the sound of birdsong could be heard.

"Are you still planning to continue hunting goblins?"

As they were leaving, Yaluo asked Owen.

Owen shook his head. "Maybe. I want to make some changes now. Maybe I should give it a try, try to change a goblin tribe. If you haven't tried something, then there's no reason to say it's impossible, right?"

He took off his helmet and smiled at Yaluo: "Next, I will continue to practice and become stronger. I will lead a goblin tribe and become their king. Then I will try to bring about changes there."

“I don’t know if it will work, but I’m going to do it.”

Yaluo smiled and said nothing more. He walked forward and gave him a manly handshake.

"Come on!"

Owen pursed his lips, nodded to him solemnly, put on his helmet, and said goodbye to him.

Yaluo watched the bright red helmet tassel slowly disappear into the forest.

After leaving the Blackwater Forest, the adventurers packed up the spoils they had seized from the goblin's lair.

The old village chief and his family were arranged in a carriage. They were all a little weak, wrapped in thick blankets, and drinking hot tea.

Yaluo walked over and stood beside the truck bed.

"Village Chief, I have something to ask you."

Old Mike put down the cup and moved away. He had great respect for the adventurer who rescued them.

"go ahead."

"Where did you get that magic weapon of yours, the little black box that answers any question?" Yaluo asked.

Old Mike already knew that our son had taken out the magic weapon to save them, so he no longer concealed it and told him directly:
"I found it while walking down the street one day."

"Picked it up?"

"Yes, one day I was planning to go to the city, and while walking, that magical weapon fell and hit me on the head. At first I thought it was a mirror with special craftsmanship. The workmanship looked good, so I took it back and gave it to my wife. I didn't expect that one day it would suddenly awaken the witch sleeping inside."

"At the time, I thought I'd found something truly extraordinary. After all, as you know, items with intelligence are generally considered extraordinary. But when I took it for appraisal, I discovered it had no magical power at all. The witch inside could only answer some everyday questions. She couldn't get any more insightful answers, such as where the treasure was or the secrets of the wife of the village chief next door. So, I just assumed it was a toy made by a great wizard in his spare time."

After hearing this, Yaluo was a little disappointed. He thought the old village chief had some incredible secret, but it turned out that he only got it by chance.

Old Mike sat up straight and said solemnly to Yaluo, "Dear adventurer, you saved my family. I will repay you with more than just that magic weapon. In the future, as long as you need me, I will do my best to help you!"

"You're too polite." After not getting the information he wanted, Yaluo lost interest and turned to leave after saying a few polite words.

But he suddenly remembered and asked, "Village Chief, if it's convenient, can I ask what the great treasure of your family is?"

"This..." The village chief looked embarrassed.

"If it's inconvenient, forget it."

"No, I just said the same thing," Old Mike sighed.
"That baby is actually the pacifier I used when I was a kid."

Yaluo opened his mouth, but couldn't quite hear what was said: "What?"

"It was the pacifier I used when I was a child. I sucked on it until I was six years old," said Old Mike.

"You're not kidding?"

"I'm not kidding." Old Mike said solemnly, his eyes filled with longing. "Those are my childhood memories. Back then, I was a rich young man, enjoying great success wherever I went. Unfortunately, my family has fallen on hard times now, and we've sold everything we could. The only thing left is that jeweled pacifier. Sometimes, when it's late at night and everyone is asleep, I'll take it out and suck on it, and it's like I'm back in those beautiful childhood days."

Yaluo hesitated to speak, and finally said only one sentence:
"I wish you good health."

(End of this chapter)