If everyone becomes an adventurer, who will put in the effort themselves?

"If you can do that, I'll call you 'Big Brother' whenever I see you!"

"What if you can't do it?"

Fiona snorted, giving Lynn a threatening look, then said with a wicked smile:

I'll just sit right on your face and crush you!

Lynn fell silent again.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fiona laughed: "What? Scared? If you're scared, then don't brag next time!"

Lynn shook his head and said frankly:

"No, I was thinking, could we switch the rewards and punishments?"

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll choose failure without hesitation."

Fiona fell silent.

Isn't this guy's red dragon bloodline a little too pure?!

After giving Lynn a strange look, Fiona clicked her tongue:

"It feels a bit eerie."

"I know you have bad intentions, but I really want to give it a try!"

"Then let's do it~" Lynn opened her arms: "Come on, give me a good workout!!"

Fiona rolled her eyes at Lynn, then grinned.

"Since you've put it that way, then I won't hold back!"

"How can you be so impolite?" Lynn asked curiously.

At this moment, Fiona said with a mischievous smile:

Have you ever heard of the newbie's nightmare, 'Skin Ghost'?

Lynn raised an eyelid as he recalled the records he had seen in the adventurer's handbook.

A skeleton ghost wearing human skin... really?

Seeing Lynn's reaction, Fiona's smile widened even more:

"You should be mentally prepared."

"Don't throw up when you see the Skinny Ghost later!"

Chapter 48 Bone Powder Milk Tea ~ The Favorite of the Men of Rose Street ~

On a small hill less than 5 kilometers from the town of Rock.

Lynn, who was only allowed to carry a dagger and armor, stood on a high place, looking down at the forest composed of black ironwood trees below, and his eyelids twitched involuntarily.

Even from a high vantage point, Lynn could still smell a strange odor mixed with a fishy, ​​sweet smell and a metallic rust smell.

It looked like rotten meat, blood, and sugar mixed together, fermenting for dozens of days.

"Can you smell anything here?"

Lynn clicked his tongue, covered his nose, and looked down at the woods below.

In the forest of ironwood trees, one after another, gaunt and terrifyingly tall figures wandered around.

They were horribly emaciated, or rather, they were simply skin and bones.

Some of them even have not just one pair of arms, but four or six.

Some of the leather ghosts even wore the intestines of animals around their necks, wandering aimlessly through the forest of ironwood.

Even just looking at it from a distance, Lynn felt it was horribly disgusting.

Compared to the arrow frog, which is disgusting but tolerable, this monster is purely disgusting.

"See that? That's Skinny."

Fiona stood to Lynn's right, one foot on a rock, looking down at the Ironwood Forest below:

"Want to go down and experience it for yourself?"

"Or perhaps I could give you a brief introduction first?"

"...I suddenly have some regrets."

Lynn fanned the air in front of her nose and said:

"How could a dungeon give birth to such a disgusting monster?"

"It wasn't born from the underground city either."

Fiona calmly explained:

"At first, the monsters in the dungeon were all normal. However, it is said that a hundred years ago, a necromancer developed a special skeleton ghost and then died in the dungeon with his skeleton army. After that, monsters like the leather ghost appeared in the dungeon."

Lynn was stunned when he heard this; this information was not written in the adventurer's handbook.

"The dungeon will turn the food you eat into hordes of monsters and breed them?"

Fiona thought for a moment and said, "What those experts and scholars say is similar to what you say."

"But none of that matters. The most important thing now is to improve your theft skill! Train it to the point where it can upgrade your attributes."

"In my experience, killing about thirty skinned ghosts should be enough to upgrade your theft skill to the point where you can upgrade both your agility and stamina attributes!"

"Your experience..."

Hearing this, Lynn gave Fiona a strange look, then glanced at the leather ghost below, and said, suppressing his nausea:

"What's there to steal from this skinny guy?"

Fiona narrowed her eyes and said with a half-smile:

"Value is something that people define themselves, and the skill of stealing is a skill used to steal treasures from others."

"You think Skinny has no value in stealing, but Skinny himself doesn't think so."

"When the Skinflint realizes his treasure has been stolen, your theft will be a resounding success!!"

At this point, Fiona smiled and asked further:

"So, what do you think is the most valuable thing about Skinny?"

Lynn glanced silently at the leather ghosts below, then at the few monsters among them that possessed multiple arms:

"It was their hand?"

"Answer... Incorrect!!"

Fiona deliberately kept him in suspense, saying with a wicked smile:

"It's the spine!!"

Have you ever heard of bone meal milk tea?

"The must-drink beverage for men on Rose Street, guess what it's made of?"

Lynn's face immediately turned somewhat green:

"You mean... this isn't right, is it? Who the hell is drinking this crap?"

"The spine of the leather ghost, when ground into powder, has aphrodisiac effects. Now you understand, right?"

Upon hearing the words "male enhancement," Lynn immediately looked down at the leather ghost below.

Suddenly, Lynn felt that the disgusting-looking leather ghost suddenly seemed somewhat handsome:

"So, this is why the safe zone is so close to the Skin Ghost's area of ​​operation?"

Don't say it, really don't say it!

Pee's spine is actually worth stealing!

Some of my brothers from my past life were very curious about this thing.

Fiona glanced at Lynn, whose eyes were shining, and kindly reminded him:

"I think the adventurer's manual your consultant sent you should already explain the Skinflint's fighting style, right?"

Lynn nodded upon hearing this.

The next second, Fiona grabbed Lynn by the collar, and her white hair, like a lion's mane, wrapped around him, forming a giant hand made of hair.

Lynn, who was being held in the palm of a hand, was stunned:

"Wait, what do you want to do?"

"Since you know how to fight, just go for it! What are you waiting for?"

Fiona was only halfway through her sentence when her hair-covered arms were already poised to throw.

"etc....."

"Have a safe trip, buddy!"

Next second,

Lynn's cannonballs are all fired!

"Holy crap!!"

Lynn only had time to leave this message before she plummeted toward the Ironwood Forest.

As Lynn soared through the air, watching the Ironwood Forest grow ever larger in his field of vision, he gritted his teeth, protected his head, and prepared to defend himself.

Then he crashed into the seemingly incredibly hard branches and leaves of the iron tree.

Whoosh!!

Lynn felt as if she had hit layers of cotton blankets, and the impact was quickly stopped by the tree trunk.

He paused for a moment, then quickly rolled over, grabbed a nearby tree branch, climbed up, stood on the iron tree, patted his chest, and said...

"Damn, I was almost scared to death!"

As he spoke, Lynn turned and looked at Fiona on the hillside not far away:

"You idiot!! What are you doing?!"

At that moment, Fiona, standing some distance away, cupped her hands in a megaphone shape and laughed heartily at Lynn, saying:

"Before you start cursing me, you'd better watch your step!"

Upon hearing this, Lynn lowered his head and immediately saw a four-armed monster under the tree trunk. The monster had spotted him and was grabbing the trunk with its four hands, preparing to climb up.

Lynn glanced at the height of just over two meters above the ground, silently pulled out his dagger, calculated the distance, gritted his teeth, and jumped down.

With a loud thud!

After landing, Lynn rolled on the spot to dissipate the force, then stood up, locked onto the leather ghost, sneaked over, and with a backhand grip, stabbed the leather ghost's exposed eyeball.

In an instant,

The monster's eyeballs were pierced through!

A putrid, foul-smelling liquid splattered out.

Lynn suppressed his nausea, drew his knife and retreated. Turning his head to look at the leather ghosts surrounding him, he retreated towards the forest exit without thinking.

At that moment, Fiona's 'voice' traveled dozens of meters in a straight line and reached Lynn's ears:

"Hello! This is Fiona, I'm communicating with you telepathically!"

Before Lynn could respond, Fiona continued:

'You studied stealth before, right?'

"Then just abandon stealth, run on your legs, and then, without the dagger, use your hands, your thieving skills, to tear the skingig's spine off."

'I'm telling you this: if your attribute doesn't level up after you've broken off thirty strands, then I'll be kneeling on the ground and letting you ride me like a horse!'

"Riding you? Forget about it."

Lynn then made a comment: