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

"When you awakened your bloodline before, what you saw was a dragon's eye, right?"

Reminded of this, Lynn immediately nodded and said:

"Yes, what I saw at the time was definitely a dragon's eye."

"In that case, the skill you fuse with the Red Dragon's body this time should ideally be one with the mental attribute."

"Hmm... Let me examine your aura... Spirit Eye, Appraisal Technique... Hmm, the aura of a knowledge-based skill, it must be the Aura of the Learned Mind, right?"

"A level 10 erudite mind, spiritual in nature, but not a magic user... In addition, it accelerates skill growth and learning speed... It's quite suitable for a genius like you."

"Okay, I'll tell you, and you write it down."

"30 grams of golden flower, 50 grams of petrified brain marrow from Midea Dragon, and 300 ml of elixir spring water. If you find it too bitter, you can add some honey."

"That's pretty much the configuration."

While memorizing the information, Lynn asked curiously:

"What is this?"

On the other end of the communication pigeon's line, Delina said with a smile:

"The potion formula to reduce the backlash from your fusion skill is newly developed based on your constitution~"

Lynn's eyes widened in disbelief. Custom-made for his physique? That's incredible!

Before Lynn could react, Ramy replied:

"Grandma! But is the medicine really okay? Isn't it a bit unsafe?"

“It’s safe enough now. His bloodline is stable, his skills are up to standard, and with the medicine I made personally, it’s enough for him to weather the backlash from skill fusion.”

"But...."

"Okay, okay, no more buts. I'll just help him find some better materials."

After she finished speaking, Delina, sitting across from the carrier pigeon, said lazily:

"At stall number 42 in the department store street of Rock Town, high-quality 'Midea Dragon Petrochemical Brain Marrow' is for sale~"

"Of course, it's the kind with a concealed design."

"Little one, consider this a practice exercise for your forensic skills~"

"As for the remaining materials, go and trade them with Old Kohler after you get the brain marrow. He has quite a few good things in his warehouse."

Is it the stall at No. 42, Department Store Street?

Lynn nodded thoughtfully, then deliberately called out in a sweet voice:

Thank you, beautiful big sister~~

"Ok?"

Delina, on the other end of the communication, paused for a moment, and then Lynn heard Delina's whispered words to Ramie.

"Rami, after you get married, remember to bring a few more of your best friends from your hometown to help out. You have to drain this bad boy dry every day before he'll leave the house, understand?"

"grandmother!!!"

Hearing Lamy's embarrassed cries across from her, Lynn was more curious about something else.

Ramie's best friend... does that refer to a snow elf of her kind?

Ms. Delina, from this day forward, you are the sun that enlightens me!

Chapter 53 is so ordinary, yet so confident.

Rock Town, at the entrance of the department store street.

Looking at the densely packed crowd ahead, Lynn couldn't help but sigh:

"Why are there so many people? What am I supposed to do here?"

When Lynn saw this scene, he almost hallucinated the rural market in his hometown when he was a child.

He hadn't seen that kind of lively scene in a long time, where people from a dozen villages gathered together at the same time, their heads crammed together.

"Are there many people? That's normal, it's winter after all."

Fiona, standing beside Lynn, glanced around the wall of people and said calmly:

"It's like this in winter."

As she spoke, she moved directly towards Lynn. Worried about getting separated, she reached out and wrapped her arm around his shoulder, putting her arm around his back and saying:

"Speaking of which, is your appraisal skill at a very high level?"

Lynn glanced at the hand resting on her shoulder, then silently accepted the other person's actions:

"...It currently has great potential."

"What level exactly?" Fiona asked curiously.

“Level 1,” Lynn said confidently.

Fiona was stunned: "Isn't this a complete beginner?"

"That gentleman actually sent a novice like you to play the trick of picking up scraps?"

Fiona's expression became very subtle:

"What's the difference between this and sending an infant to fight a lion?"

Lynn pondered for a moment: "It's highly likely that our target (Midelong's petrified brain) can be identified without forensic techniques."

"What about the low probability?" Fiona asked curiously.

Lynn said expressionlessly, "There's a small chance that Delina is playing a trick on us."

Fiona thought for a moment after hearing this, then scratched her cheek: "Why do I feel like this is the more likely outcome?"

Anyway, let's look for it first.

Lynn turned his head and looked at both sides of the road as he spoke.

On both sides of the department store street, there are warning signs with numbers written on them.

The left side is odd-numbered and the right side is even-numbered, so after searching for a while, Lynn quickly found the number 42 on the right.

"Let's go!" Lynn reached out and put his arm around Fiona's waist, preparing to take her with him.

"Hey, stop touching me!" Fiona slapped Lynn's hand that was hanging there.

Lynn instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but Fiona quickly grabbed it and placed it on her hip.

"Shouldn't it normally be placed here?"

Lynn glanced blankly at Fiona, whose face was full of curiosity, and after a moment's hesitation, asked:

"Where did you learn this 'normal' attitude?"

“The city’s commercial street!” Fiona said without hesitation. “Don’t all the human nobles who come here like to let loose here?”

Lynn paused for a moment upon hearing this, then moved his hand up and placed it on Fiona's shoulder:

"That's the nobles taking advantage of women. Normal guys would put it like that."

“Oh~~” Fiona suddenly realized: “Then you can take it, I don’t mind.”

Lynn sighed: "But I mind, because I feel guilty for bullying an idiot."

"Who are you calling an idiot?" Fiona retorted irritably. "You're the idiot!"

"Yes, I'm an idiot, okay?" Lynn was too lazy to argue with the idiot. He hooked his arm around Fiona's shoulder, squeezed through the crowd, and arrived near stall number 42.

At this moment, the two of them saw the stall owner sitting on a small stool, setting up his stall.

A middle-aged dwarf with bald hair in the middle and tanned skin.

What caught Lynn's attention most was that the stall owner was sitting on a stool at a height that was not even as high as his knees.

A dwarf? This is...

"Oh no, it's old Oddi." Fiona muttered in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Lynn glanced at the dwarf known as Old Oddi, then turned to Fiona and whispered:

"Do you know him?"

"My neighbor is a notorious swindler in Dongcheng District."

Fiona suddenly realized that what she said wasn't quite right, and quickly added:

"This old thing has never sold counterfeit goods, but it sells its products at too high prices, specifically targeting people who don't know anything about the market."

Upon hearing this, Lynn suddenly realized what was happening.

The dwarf sitting to the side also opened his eyes.

His eyes were small; even when open, they gave the impression of being squinty.

"I was wondering which idiot was cursing in front of people, so it was you!"

"Fiona, what did you steal from the dungeon this time?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding crowd immediately and silently moved away from Fiona, automatically making way for her, with some even instinctively protecting the wallet's location.

Seeing this, Fiona immediately became anxious:

"Steal you my foot! I stopped stealing from the Japanese a long time ago."

Old Oddi slapped his forehead, looking as if he had just remembered:

"Oh dear, I'm getting old, I almost forgot that it was all ten years ago."

"Forget it, forget it. I'll let it go since you just slandered this old man."

"Shouldn't I be the one not arguing with you?" Fiona said angrily.

Old Oddi then revealed a sly smile:

"Oh, you're not going to hold it against me! Okay, then we're even!"

Fiona was about to say something after hearing this, but just then, Lynn tugged at her shoulder.

What are you doing?

Fiona turned her head and looked at Lynn in confusion. When she saw Lynn's speechless face, she suddenly realized that she had been tricked.

"Old Oddi, you're kidding me!"

"You slandered me first."

The dwarf Ody stroked his long, graying beard and chuckled:

"Alright, you can choose whatever you want to buy. Same old rules, no bargaining!!"

“Who would buy your stuff?” Fiona said angrily.

Old Oddi stroked his beard and said confidently:

"What nonsense are you spouting? Is there anyone on this street who doesn't want to buy anything from Old O'Di?"

As he spoke, he stood up from the stool and pointed to a young man carrying a bow beside him, saying:

"Look, this young man has been eyeing my stuff for a long time, but he's too poor to buy it."

The young man with the hunched back, who was being pointed at, was stunned for a moment, then pointed at himself, looked at old Odi, cursed "crazy" and quickly left.

Seeing this, old Oddi stroked his beard and said confidently:

"Look, he's embarrassed now that I've exposed him."

Lynn silently watched the boastful dwarf in front of him, when suddenly an idea came to him.

He was so ordinary, yet so confident.

I almost sang it out loud...

Lynn bit her lip lightly, then turned to Fiona and asked:

"Has this guy always been like this?"