This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 245, Section 244: Everyone Loves Red Mushrooms

There are more people around Silent Wind Town.

Ever since an adventurer tested the red mushrooms with toxins and found them to be non-toxic, and then tasted them himself, the "mushroom-hunting craze" that had been gradually cooling down has suddenly reignited!
This time, however, the fervent target has shifted from ordinary mushrooms to the red mushrooms, which are known for their deliciousness!
【tasty】

Plants with this characteristic are almost always difficult to grow.

The creation of delicious food requires more magic, meaning that the concentration of magic in the environment must meet certain standards, but large-scale centralized planting will dilute the magic.

Even if you find a suitable and good place, it is easy to attract covetous eyes.

In order to guard against monsters and human thieves, manpower needs to be deployed to keep watch day and night.

Therefore, places that consistently produce [Delicious] are either lords' private estates guarded by soldiers, remote and sparsely populated areas, or the depths of dangerous dungeons.

Among them, the most famous dungeon delicacy is a magical plant from the Elven dungeon of Esorgal, which uses its deadly tempting "delicious" fruit to lure greedy adventurers and monsters.

As for the Amethyst Dungeon, it didn't exist before.

But now, by simply wandering around its outer perimeter, there's actually a chance to stumble upon red mushrooms that look absolutely delicious!

Although the chances of it appearing are small, and the weight of a single mushroom is far less than that of other delicious fruits, this delicacy, which can be obtained with a relatively negligible time cost, is practically a windfall!
The only danger is the so-called "dungeon collapse," but so many days have passed and nothing has happened. Many people are starting to wonder if the dungeon will ever collapse.
Nowadays, commoners search for food among the trampled fungal carpets near Silent Wind Town; the more cautious adventurers follow the trails of the spreading fungal carpets deep into the forests inhabited by low-level monsters to collect various mushrooms; while the boldest have begun to venture into the area not far from the entrance to the first level of the dungeon, with their only target being delicious red mushrooms!

It is worth mentioning that this situation was not deliberately orchestrated by Lin Jun.

Like hallucinogenic green mushrooms, delicious mushrooms are randomly generated within mushroom clusters, but due to their high magic consumption, their production is naturally scarce.

If Lin Jun really wanted to deliberately produce mushrooms, then she should do it like what's happening in Mushroom Garden No. 3 right now—

Qiong came to exchange for Delicious Mushrooms again. After trying a small bowl of them last time, the unprecedented deliciousness lingered in his mind. He couldn't wait to share them with Shou, even though these Delicious Mushrooms required twenty times more contribution points than ordinary mushrooms!
After the exchange was confirmed, the delicious mushrooms that the adventurers had been searching for began to sprout one after another from the fungal carpet around Qiong.

Qiong waited patiently for a few minutes until the small caps had absorbed the magic and fully unfolded before stretching out her fingers and pinching off the stems of each mushroom, quickly filling a small half-bag.

Weighing the delicious mushroom in her hand, Kyō was already looking forward to the expression on her face when she tasted it tonight!
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Not far from the entrance to the underground city, a bright red and delicious mushroom was growing on the fungal carpet. However, it was still a little small and seemed to have room to grow further.

A sharp-eyed young adventurer carrying a bag, walking from the direction of the forest, spotted it and his face instantly lit up with ecstasy: "Ha! What a stroke of luck!"

He rushed forward in three quick steps, bent down, and tried to pick it.

Whoosh-!
A cold glint flashed past his fingertips and embedded itself in the ground in front of him, the hilt of the knife still trembling!
"Boy, do you know the rules?" A gruff voice rang out, and two adventurers with unfriendly eyes emerged from the shade of a tree not far away.

One of them crossed his arms and gestured with his chin toward the delicious mushroom: "We've been eyeing this treasure for ages, waiting for it to grow to its fattest point, and you just try to snatch it away?"

The young adventurer, still shaken, was immediately enraged: "Bullshit! If you hadn't been squatting nearby, how would anyone know if you'd just arrived? Is your name carved on this mushroom? Besides, whoever picks it first gets to keep it!"

The young man, unable to contain himself after being suddenly thrown a knife, drew his short sword from his waist, the tip pointing directly at his opponent. The two opposite him also drew their weapons, and the atmosphere instantly became tense, a mixture of greed, anger, and murderous intent threatening to erupt into a bloody conflict.

"Stop it all!"

A loud shout rang out, accompanied by the clanging of armor, and five guards in gleaming armor stepped between the three men.

They moved swiftly and were well-trained; the cold tips of their spears gleamed with a chilling light.

The captain of the guards, in front of several adventurers, picked the red mushroom.

“Save your energy. What are you arguing about? This mushroom doesn’t belong to you, nor to them,” he said, glancing around, his voice cold and hard as iron, “It belongs to St. Clair!”

"you!"

Upon hearing this, the three adventurers, who had been arguing, instantly erupted in anger, all of their fury turning towards the soldiers, their eyes practically spitting fire.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. The captain was only a silver-level soldier, and the four soldiers behind him were ordinary soldiers with bronze-level strength. On the other hand, the three adventurers on the other side were all silver-level. If they really started fighting, it was hard to say who would win.

However, the captain of the guard showed no fear whatsoever, and even a hint of condescending indifference.

This confidence did not stem from strength, but from the emblem on his chest that represented the St. Clair family.

"What does this mean?!" An adventurer, barely suppressing his anger, cried out, "Now the Duke is even interfering with us picking mushrooms in the wild?!"

The captain of the guard glanced at him and said without any emotion, "If you were deep in the forest or in the underground city, no one would care whether you live or die. But here, you're still on the territory of Silent Wind Town! Miss Inanna has officially exercised her territorial control. If you have any questions, go to the temporary camp and check the announcement."

The three adventurers trembled with rage, their eyes fixed on the red mushroom in their captain's hand, as if they wanted to snatch it back with their gaze, but none of them dared to actually point their weapons at the guards.

Finally, the three of them glared at the guards and strode off toward the camp.

They wanted to see what this suddenly appearing duke's daughter was up to.
When they arrived at the guild's temporary camp, a large number of adventurers had already gathered there, and almost everyone had the same experience.

Just as they squeezed into the outer perimeter, a loud voice, mixed in with the adventurers, protested:
"With a single word from the St. Clair family, the entire creep production of Silent Wind Town and the surrounding area is now under the guild's control? What gives them the right?! There was never such a rule before! Even a duke's family can't just do whatever they want!"

"Exactly! That's too domineering!"

"That can't be so unreasonable!"

This undisguised questioning was like adding fuel to the fire, and the crowd immediately erupted in uproar.

Taking advantage of their superior numbers, the adventurers mixed in with them raised their voices and poured out their pent-up discontent and doubts, with the protests growing louder and louder.

For a time, even the guards near the notice area were unable to quell the riot.

Outside the tent, the noise was deafening, but inside the large tent, the atmosphere was completely different.

Far stood quietly to the side, his gaze fixed on the duke's daughter who was affectionately surrounded by the Puji, and said in a steady and clear voice: "Miss Inanna, it's about time."

(End of this chapter)