This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 243, 242 General Language MAX
He said something strange!

I've come to understand firsthand why both sides love to spout off declarations when victory is assured—it just feels good to say a few words of nonsense!

It was worth it to create a special voice character!
Unfortunately, they were just some small fry. I couldn't wait to share my victory declarations, accumulated over the years, with all the heroes around me!
[Seven Sins of Greed Trigger]

[Common Human Language: LV9→LV10]

[Blunt Weapon Mastery: LV4→LV5]

[Bow and Crossbow Proficiency: LV6→LV7]

……

The bandits' flesh and blood were quickly decomposed and absorbed, while the remaining bones, tattered leather armor, and weapons were swallowed by several acid-laced creatures with a soft, corrosive sound.

Before long, apart from a few fresh pits, there was no trace of the seven bandits in the area.

I've reached the maximum level in the common language, but unfortunately it's not very useful.

At LV9, communication was seamless, except for some unfamiliar words. Now that I've reached the top, the symbolic meaning far outweighs the practical one, leaving me with a sense of regret that I've achieved perfect success but haven't experienced much change.

However, it's ultimately a good thing!
After collecting all the Puji, Lin Jun let Dylan return to the dungeon on his own.

Dylan saw the drastically changed Silent Wind Town and saw crowds of people searching for mushrooms all over the surrounding area.

Since the horse post in Silent Wind Town was now deserted, Dylan had no choice but to trade his chestnut horse to a group of adventurers before entering the dungeon alone.

An adventurer who had just finished a deal with Dylan watched him walk into the entrance without hesitation, and couldn't help but click his tongue and shake his head, muttering to his companion, "Tsk, there really are some reckless people, rushing in now..."

As Dylan walked along the passage that was both strange and familiar, his gaze swept over the terrifying fissures that were everywhere, and he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

But since the boss had explicitly guaranteed his safety, he chose to believe him.

Sure enough, after stepping into the second level, the unsettling cracks were reduced by more than half, and they almost disappeared completely as you went further down. Dylan breathed a sigh of relief and his steps became lighter.

As they descended, Lin Jun recounted the changes in the underground city in his mind, the most gratifying of which was the increase in the number of "half-mushroom people"!

When Lao Di left, only Xiao Hei lived with him in the Mushroom Forest, but now there are many more people!
Besides the piglets and Norris, there are also demons and cavemen.

Dylan was genuinely happy for the growth of the mushroom farm!
This feeling of "no longer being alone" was wonderful; he could hardly wait to meet these new companions he had never met before.

Upon reaching the fifth floor, Dylan instinctively walked towards the corner where he had once built his mushroom house, but time had passed and it was now completely unrecognizable.

The little nest that once stood there is nowhere to be found; in its place stands a rough stone tablet, all alone.

On the surface of the stone tablet, several lines of text were carved in a crooked, generic language, clearly lacking in carving skill:
[Here rests those who journeyed the Mushroom Path, those who swore an oath by the mycelium.]
[You witnessed the first campfire, and fell before the dawn was over.]
Rest in peace, my friend.
Dylan's heart sank.

...Someone actually sacrificed their life?!
Dylan thought about it and agreed.

Although the boss implied that Mushroom Garden was not what it used to be, the process was certainly not smooth sailing. He just chose not to mention those painful memories.

The joy in my heart quietly faded, and a heavy sadness spread.

This fellow traveler, whom I never met but who now rests here... at least let me know your name.

Dylan crouched down, and with reverence, carefully brushed away the soil and moss at the base of the stone tablet, revealing a deeper line of carvings:

[Dylan Slick rests here]
"..." "Boss, I have a question," he paused, "How did I die?"

"Huh?" On the other end, Lin Jun's consciousness was enthusiastically describing the bright future of the liposome farm when her voice abruptly stopped...

……

Several pujis huffed and puffed as they moved the obstructing stone tablet aside, and a digging puji that had been waiting nearby immediately swung its mushroom cap and smashed it to pieces with two loud bangs.

The whole process went smoothly, and everyone tacitly agreed not to mention it again, as if the stone inscribed with "Dylan Sleeps Forever" had never existed.

They made their way to the sixth floor, and from there Dylan experienced being carried along as they headed towards the Stone Castle Crack.

It wasn't until Dylan was shivering from the cold, and his snot even started to freeze into small ice crystals, that Lin Jun realized that this guy didn't have enough resistance to the cold.

After thinking about it, Lin Jun simply called out all three of them, since everyone was pretty free lately anyway.

Just two minutes later, Louisa was the first to gracefully step out.

Immediately afterward, Norris cautiously peeked out as well.

The slowest one was Xiao Hei. Only after Lin Jun repeatedly assured her that Puji would watch the house for her did she hesitantly hug her big tail and awkwardly shuffle out step by step.

Ever since her tail broke off once, Xiao Hei has cherished it dearly. When she goes out, it's no longer safe to leave her tail behind her; she always has to hold it in her arms.

Because she was carrying her tail, she could only walk in a half-squatting position, which even Lin Jun found tiring.

Upon seeing Dylan, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, Xiao Hei tilted his head in confusion, sniffed closely, and finally recognized the old acquaintance from the scent.

She stretched the tip of the tail she had been holding in her arms out to Dylan, letting him touch it lightly as a gesture of greeting.

Louisa stepped forward, her crimson eyes holding a hint of friendly scrutiny. A slight smile played on her lips, revealing a few sharp, white fangs. She extended her hand to Dylan: "Louisa, Diamond-rank vampire. We both serve our boss. I look forward to your guidance in the future."

Her handshake was firm and steady, her attitude calm, showing no disdain despite Dylan's aged appearance and faint magical fluctuations—she would show respect to anyone the boss valued.

Despite Lin Jun's prior notice, Dylan still felt a sense of unreality when a diamond-rank vampire, over two meters tall and exuding a powerful aura, shook his hand so amicably. He subconsciously exclaimed in admiration, "You...you speak Common so fluently..."

"It's just a professional requirement; I've done some intelligence work before," Louisa replied calmly.

Dylan nodded, recalling Chloro, who was indeed quite fluent in Common Tongue.

At this moment, Norris quickly stepped forward, extending his right hand covered in fine scales and with meticulously manicured nails, and straightened his back as he tried to stand up straight: "My name is Norris! It's a pleasure to meet you, senior! Please take care of me in the future!"

Dylan grasped the hand with its inhuman features, feeling the cool touch of the scales. Seeing Norris trying so hard to be friendly, he sincerely praised again, "You speak Common very well!"

When his hand was released, Norris felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow. He immediately deflated and lay on the ground, almost crying.

Dylan then remembered that Norris was described as human by the boss, but... looking at Norris's scales and claws, was he really human?!

He recalled Lin Jun's casual "joke" about giving him extra arms and legs, and couldn't help but shudder...

It was Lin Jun who comforted Norris, saying she would upgrade him to [Mimicry LV7] later, which helped Dylan out of his embarrassment.

"Oh right, boss, I brought back your fruit!" Dylan, finally remembering his business, took out a few red fruits covered with spirals from his backpack.

(End of this chapter)