This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 122, page 121. [Hahahaha]
"My lord! You can't go in, my lord!"

Two adventurers blocked the path of Solarin and the other church warriors, while behind them stood a forest of fluorescent mushrooms.

They accepted the job to guide these church members, but the mission didn't say that the journey's end was to restart one's life!

Braving the five levels of the mushroom forest?
Are you kidding me? They've never heard of anyone going in and coming out alive!
The beautiful mushroom forest before them was no different from the Grim Reaper's hometown in their eyes.

If you want to die, why not just find a rope? Why do you have to take them with you?

"Sir, if you insist on going in, we will have no choice but to abandon this mission here."

Seeing the two adventurers' resistance, Mayne turned to Solalyn, "What should we do?"

"Listen to them." Solalyn, whose right eye gleamed with a silver arc, did not object.

Seeing that the church personnel did not insist on going in, the two adventurers breathed a sigh of relief.

Mayne looked at Solalyn with some surprise, not expecting her to agree so readily, which was different from her usual behavior.

[The Vision of Truth]

The world is fragmented into countless color patches on the retina; this is the ability to distinguish the traces of everything.

Vampires and other undead creatures are black, humans are pale yellow or milky white, elves are light green, dwarves are brown, and various monsters also have their own colors...

Although there are differences between individuals, and some strange life forms have their own unique colors.

But Solalyn had never seen a color like the one she saw after entering the dungeon—chaos.

Within the viscous veins of the fungal carpet, countless colors surged and churned chaotically, creating these unusual patches of color.

She didn't know what the color represented, but it made her feel very depressed.

What alarmed her even more was that from the moment she entered the dungeon until she arrived here, all the mycelium and puffies appeared to her as "chaos" under her [Vision of Truth].

Generally speaking, even among the same type of monster, there are subtle differences between different individuals, rather than a uniform color like this.

She wasn't sure if it was the color "chaos" itself, or if all the mushrooms in the dungeon were a single entity.
Based on the intelligence gathered, the latter is more likely.

Entering the dungeon felt to her like entering the belly of a giant beast; it would be a lie to say she wasn't terrified.

However, due to her duty, she summoned the other teams but received no response, so she had to come down herself to confirm the whereabouts of the demons.

So when the two adventurers dissuaded her from entering the mushroom forest that appeared to her as a chaotic color, she readily agreed.

“Let’s go down to the next floor and take a look,” Solalyn said expressionlessly.

She had given up hope of finding the demon here. After this trip, she would write a report about the Amethyst Dungeon for the bishop.
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Lin Jun watched with satisfaction as the church warriors, led by the adventurers, bypassed the mushroom forest and swamp area, completely unaware that the squad leader named Solarin was already planning to tattle on her.

With external affairs concluded, it's time to deal with internal matters.

I'm talking about you—the Yellow Book!

In the mushroom forest, Puji threw the yellow book hard on the ground, while nearby were Little Black, who had just been woken up and looked unhappy, and Norris, who had been given a day off from the slime prison because he needed a translator.

[Sir, I was very well-behaved in the secret room. What are you going to do with me here?]
Having realized what was going on, the Holy Scripture tried its best to appear obedient, but Lin Jun knew exactly what kind of person it was, and pretending to be obedient was completely useless.

Facing the yellow book, Lin Jun rattled off a string of data:
"Two vampire attacks resulted in the loss of 267 various types of Puji, the destruction of more than a quarter of the five-story mushroom carpet, and the collapse of seven mushroom trees."

To house you, we need four elite Puji and thirty ordinary Puji to guard you at any time. Not to mention that this time we've attracted the attention of the Church of Light.

I have a question: wouldn't it be more cost-effective to just lay you off?

Norris, kneeling in front of the yellow book, obediently repeated his boss's words. He would also mentally read the words typed in the yellow book to his boss later.

The boss said he could have a day off after it was all over, and he wanted to use it all to sleep, because the slime that split every two hours was just too torturous...

[Um... what does "layoff" mean?]
With a soft swirl of a tentacle beneath the mushroom cap, the yellow book instantly understood.

[Boss, I'm also a loyal member of Mushroom Garden!]
[No need to guard me, just like before, just find any stone block and plop me in.]
[I love the mushroom garden so much! Anyone who dares to steal from me, I'll charm them and make them run back to the mushroom forest!]
Why lay off employees?
It's just that the Yellow Book doesn't know what emoticons are, otherwise it would probably be using cute emojis by now.

Just looking at these words, Norris wondered if his boss was being a little heartless.
"Alright, I'll give you a chance. Tell me what value you have and what you can bring to the mushroom farm?"

[? ]
What is its value?
The Yellow Book is considered sacred text; people either crave it or fear it. Has anyone ever considered this?
Seeing that the yellow book hadn't uttered a single word, it waved its tentacles and summoned Little Black over.

[I can help you with early warnings! It can detect intruders from a great distance!]
"How far?"

[They can even sense it inside the stairs!]
That's about a third the size of a five-story building, which is quite far, at least much farther than an adventurer's scouting skill.

but--

"Then it's useless..."

[? ? ? ]
The little black paws had already reached out and touched me.

[I can even help people improve their attributes!]
"Going crazy after just a few improvements?"

[I can help you control others!]
Lin Jun thought about her [Fusion Parasite] skill and had Xiao Hei pick up the yellow book...

Norris, who was in charge of the translation, was already trembling with fear. So the book he had just been silently sympathizing with was a terrible evil book?

But the leader seems to...disdain these abilities?
[No way, why isn't it working for me with so many functions?!]
"I don't feel like I can use you properly. It wouldn't have been bad to leave you to gather dust, but now that you keep causing trouble, I have to say goodbye."

[Couldn't you just throw me out like that?]
"Oh? So you're going to expose everything about the mushroom farm?"

[The dragon-man can only tear the pages of my book, not the whole thing. Doing this only makes me suffer for nothing!]
"Why not give it a try? It's free, and it's not me who'll be in pain, Little Black—"

Feeling the dragon scales scraping against the pages, the yellow book suddenly burst into laughter.

[Ha ha ha ha]
hiss-

A page was ripped off by Xiao Hei and quickly vanished into thin air.

[Ouch, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!]
[You ask me why I'm laughing!]
hiss-

[Aa ...
[Stop! Stop! I'll say it myself]
Lin Jun then told Xiao Hei to stop and see if the guy had any last words.

[The Amethyst Dungeon is in grave danger]
Seeing that Xiao Hei was about to touch him again, Huang Pishu quickly blurted out the remaining half of the sentence.

[Has a long-term rift appeared in the dungeon?]
[This is a dangerous sign; if you don't do something soon, your mushroom farm is in danger!]
Oh?
Is he really that good?
Lin Jun, who hadn't expected to gain anything, became interested. He hadn't mentioned slimes and rifts to the Yellow Book, unless its perception was even greater than it initially claimed, allowing it to perceive the location of the six-layered rift across two levels.

Puji took the yellow book from the obedient little black boy and put it back on the ground.

"Go on, I'm listening."

(End of this chapter)