This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 90, Section 89: Puji Massage (Seeking First Subscription)
Giant Horn Island is the westernmost point of the archipelago.

This medium-sized island was once famous for hunting giant narwhals during the archipelago's heyday.

However, this place has now been completely abandoned. There are no residents left on the entire island, only some gradually decaying buildings with their paint peeling off in the salty sea breeze.

The reason Giant Horn Island was abandoned is simple, just like countless other abandoned islands—the fog had spread.

At this moment, the gray fog only lingers on the northeastern reef, but all nautical charts have marked the island as an area to be deregistered, and it is only a matter of time before the name Giant Horn Island disappears.

This timeframe could be three years, three months, or even three days from now.

The expansion of the fog never follows the tidal pattern; its boundaries are always fluctuating between reality and illusion.

However, at this time, a group of outsiders appeared on Giant Horn Island, a rare occurrence.

In the fir forest on the west side, a hunched figure, clutching a decaying hoe handle, mechanically swings his arm.

Grayish-white skin covered a jagged skeleton, and cloudy eyeballs hung in sunken eye sockets as it moved toward the edge of the forest with some inhuman gait.

A flash of cold light appeared on the horizon, and an arrow as white as a silver snake pierced his forehead, exiting from the back of his head with fragments of bone and putrid fluid, killing him instantly.

[Level Increase LV6 → LV7]

[Skill Upgrade: Archery LV2→LV3]

The tallest building on the entire island, located on the watchtower next to the lord's mansion.

The tall, blonde woman put down the longbow, Moonbeam, and took off her power gloves, stretching her wrists, which were a little sore from drawing the bow repeatedly.

Her ever-changing geometric pupils gradually returned to normal.

During her break, she asked a middle-aged man dressed in religious attire beside her:

“Samuel…Priest, could you tell me more about this…Hmm…I still don’t quite understand.”

"Lady Sophia, just call me Samuel."

The priest's expression was solemn and dignified, showing no contempt for the person before him who appeared weak and ignorant.

He bowed slightly and explained in a respectful tone in a low voice:
"These are all lost souls who have been lost in the mist. They are no longer the people they once were, but merely mindless and unconscious puppets driven by the mist."

Please do not feel any burden when you shoot them.

But please don't underestimate the mist just because these lost souls are weak; it's only a tiny fraction of what it releases during its dormant period.

Sofia nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

At this moment, a fully armored guard came up the stairs, carrying a hot lunch in his hands, along with a bottle of valuable mid-level energy potion.

The guard approached the two, knelt on one knee, and held the tray above his head: "Lady Sophia, please have your meal."

Although it wasn't the first time, Sofia was still somewhat uncomfortable with the people's respect.

She took the tray, sat down, and began to eat by herself—others wouldn't eat with her; they considered it disrespectful…

While dining at Sofia, Samuel asked a guard, "How is the situation with the fog?"

"It's quite stable and won't enter an active period in the short term."

Samuel nodded. That's good.

He looked at Sophia, who had finished all her food and was now chugging energy potions.

He silently calculated the time required for this adult to advance to level 20—only by reaching the corresponding rank could a more suitable trial area be selected for subsequent actions.

Until humanity has the ability to protect itself, he and the 40 guards stationed in the Lord's mansion on Giant Horn Island will protect her with their lives.
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puff-

puff-

Forty poops stepped onto the sixth floor of the land.

Finding herself temporarily free of constraints, Lin Jun naturally decided not to continue to endure.

We've long coveted the ecological environment of the sixth floor, and now it's time to officially bring the mushrooms into our possession.

Putting everything else aside, the flower fairy's ability to produce paralyzing liquid is quite tempting. Of course, raising flower fairies is a final step.

The first step, of course, is to lay down the mycelium mat, and to lay down the mycelium mat, you must first clean up the slime!

There are way too many slimes in this layer.

There are two types: a red neurotoxin slime and a green sticky slime.

These 40 Puji serve as an advance team. We need to figure out their distribution and where they are likely to spawn, in order to pave the way for the main force to move in later.

However, a small unexpected thing seems to have happened now—

A group of adventurers stood in front of the Puji vanguard team, who had just stepped out of the stairs.

"Why...why did Puji come down?" an adventurer asked in disbelief, his eyes twitching.

Previously, there was a giant black mushroom that crossed multiple levels, which caused a lot of trouble for everyone. Now, even ordinary Puji can be mass-produced and sent down?

What are the rules of the dungeon?
None of them dared to make a move. Everyone knew of Wu Ceng Puji's infamous reputation, and anyone who made the first move would surely suffer the consequences.

"How about we try throwing in a monster corpse?" someone suggested.

"Makes sense!"

Soon, a bee carcass about the size of a puffball was dumped in front of the advance team.

……

The advance team strode forward, ignoring the dead bee on the ground, and stepped right over it.

Upon realizing they were blocking the way, the adventurers quickly turned back, figuring they could always take another route.

In the heat of the moment, the pastor accidentally stepped on someone's foot and tripped.

"Don't leave me!"

The pastor's voice, trembling with tears, caught the attention of her companion, who had already run more than ten steps.

"Damn it! Get up, I'll cover you!" The archer immediately tried to use his arrow to block the Puji vanguard and buy time for the priest, but was stopped by the other two beside him.

"You're such a pig-brain!"

"Don't provoke Puji!"

"But...but..." His teammate had a point, but Puji had already walked up behind the priest...

"Ah—!" The priest's cry sent a shiver down the rider's spine.

The puffers trampled on the priest as if no one else was there, quickly engulfing her figure.

The three companions could only listen, their hearts breaking, to the pastor's agonizing screams from afar.

"Ah—ah—oh…oh…um…oh…um…"

The rhythmic screams continued, but the priest's voice sounded quite strong, as if nothing was wrong.

???

After the puppies had gone far away, the three of them ran back from a distance and saw the priest whose back was covered with round, black footprints.

The swordsman stepped forward and helped her lift her head: "Are you alright?"

"It's...it's quite comfortable..."

The pastor blinked somewhat blankly, his chest heaving with the lingering fear of narrowly escaping death, yet also seeming to want more.

The group exchanged strange glances, then helped the priest up and checked him over thoroughly. He was indeed unharmed.

Without lingering, the four picked up the discarded bee carcasses from the ground and hurried towards the surface—they had new material to brag about!
　There will be another chapter before noon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)