This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 171, Section 170: Defeat
"We can't wait until the fifteenth! Everyone who can move, charge with me! Target the upper levels, tear open a breach!"

Everyone knew that hope was as slim as a candle flickering in the wind.

But when Commander Solalyn delivered the order in a hoarse yet undeniable voice, it ignited the last vestige of instinct in everyone.

The will to survive overcame fear, and the adventurers and church warriors staggered together behind her, forming a shaky cone formation.

Amy stood among them, gripping her short sword tightly. Her palms were covered in cold sweat, and the icy metallic touch was her only comfort at that moment.

The breakout began.

Solalyn took the lead, her longsword bursting with dazzling light as she slashed fiercely at Puji, who was charging forward with tentacles at the very front.

The others followed closely behind, roaring as they unleashed their remaining strength and fear.

The clash of swords and the swirling mycelium intertwined.

At first, with the help of Solalin's sharp edge and everyone's desperate efforts, they actually managed to tear open a gap and break through the Puji team blocking the fourth entrance!

Amy's heart pounded, as if she saw a glimmer of hope for life.

But this was just a fleeting illusion for her, because after the breakthrough, they saw even more plops...

Endless, surging in from all directions, like a turbid tide.

A purple poisonous mist had somehow filled the air, and people were constantly collapsing to the ground, only to be swept away by tentacles and disappear in a plop.

Unable to maintain their formation any longer, chaos spread like a plague.

"Hold on! Don't scatter!" Commander Solarin's shout sounded so weak in the chaos.

Even though she struggled to wield her sword and try to regroup her troops, defeat was inevitable.

This is no longer about breaking through; it's about the Pujis catching little treats.

Amy saw the mage named Edin, whose figure blurred and disappeared.

Upon seeing this, she regretted not buying an invisibility scroll to save her life.

Amy is just an ordinary adventurer. She has been lucky to have lasted this long, but that's where it ends.

In the chaos, a mycelium tendril wrapped around her foot, and Amy cried out as she was violently pulled to the ground.

She instinctively twisted her body to try to break free, but more soft yet exceptionally tough mycelial tentacles coiled around her like live snakes, instantly binding her limbs and rendering her immobile.

I managed to turn my stiff neck—and as far as I could see, a dense swarm of plops had already gathered around me.

Dying?

For thirty gold coins... he risked his life here?
Ha, it really is... the most standard adventurer ending imaginable.

However, just as this resigned thought arose, a scalding, completely uncontrollable stream of liquid suddenly welled up in her eyes.

Warm tears, without warning, slid down her mud-covered cheeks.

How embarrassing... She never imagined she would be the kind of person who cries and sobs on her deathbed.

In her resentful gaze, a mushroom cap suddenly slid up to her face, its large plump shape pressing against her skin.

"puff!"

The purple spore mist, carrying a sweet, fishy smell, sprayed fiercely onto Aimei's face, mouth, and nose!
The world gradually became distorted and began to spin.

Chaotic thoughts, icy touch, fear of death... were drawn away, scattered, and thrown into the void by a strange force.

Instead, a bizarre and colorful vortex of illusion has appeared.

over there……

She successfully delivered the commission, and the heavy bag of gold coins fell into her palm with such a beautiful sound.

Her teammates sat around her, their usually rugged faces filled with genuine, undisguised envy.

Noah's eyes lit up as he looked at her with adoration.

The gazes of her teammates filled her with a warm, smug feeling. "Let's go! Honey-glazed catfish belly, it's on me!" She heard her hearty voice echoing in the bustling tavern.

After a satisfying meal, she returned to the familiar, small adventurer's inn.

Exhaustion washed over me like a tide, and my body sank into the incredibly soft bed...

This trip was really tiring...

And so... I fell asleep...

Fall asleep...

……

The Puji quickly and skillfully removed Aimei's equipment.

Damaged leather armor?
It's trash; even just throwing it into a lottery to fill a spot seems like trash.

The knife and short bow look alright.

There were quite a few gold coins. For a young silver-ranked adventurer to have 11 gold coins on him, he must be a hard-working person.

Now it's Puji's turn!

The same scene played out repeatedly in the vicinity, even in Solalyn.

The commander of this Wings of Judgment was one of the last to fight, never laying down his weapon even when all hope was lost.

Everyone else was knocked unconscious, but she was literally beaten unconscious by the Puji.

Of course, bravery is no exception!

The Puji stripped her of all her equipment.

Believe it or not, as the squad leader, I actually have two pieces of equipment with +3 attributes.

The standard armor of the Wings of Judgment is also a good item. Although it was somewhat damaged in battle, it is still much more valuable than the leather armor of those poor adventurers.

Lin Jun also found a silver pendant on her.

I initially thought it was some kind of equipment, but when I opened it, I found a photo of her and a young man.

Wow——

This guy is the type who wears photos of important people around his neck...

If it were a copper pendant, I wouldn't mind, but since it's silver... I've got the mushroom.

Come to think of it, this world doesn't have cameras, yet it has imaging magic, and that's how adventurers' identity cards are made.

The spell was also recorded in Lin Jun's collection of magic books, but it was only a second-tier spell, and he hadn't had time to learn it yet.

Perhaps we should learn from this and take a group photo of all the employees at the mushroom farm?

Lin Jun's thoughts are always scattered; after all, his immense mental strength allows him to control Puji even when he's distracted.

The ox and horse stuffed all the spoils into their bellies and transported them to their little treasure vault on the sixth floor.

The other Puji carried the prisoners back to the fifth floor and escorted them to the open space outside the cave.

After having some of the Puji surround them, Lin Jun turned her gaze to the battlefield that Fifteen had just ravaged.

The route that Fifteen had charged through was a scene of utter devastation—scattered with numerous shards of metal cut by sharp blades.

Thanks to the sharpness of the two swords Fifteen, the cuts on these fallen soldiers were exceptionally smooth, and the damaged areas were theoretically not large, so [mycelial recombination] could repair them.

But you can't expect a bunch of fragments to crawl and come together on their own; Puji isn't a nine-layered flesh and blood creature.

Adhering to the virtues of diligence and thrift, Lin Jun decided to try and see if she could "rescue" some of these broken pieces.

Anyway, we'll have to wait for that swordsman to "dig" it out himself, so let's just treat it as...passing time.

(End of this chapter)