Great, we're doomed now!

Marushir's staff is not made of metal, but woven from extremely precious "tree branches," which are alive in themselves and closely connected to Marushir's state.

Now its spirally woven staff has been unraveled, and the staff's tail, like tree roots, spreads outwards along the ground, firmly rooted in the magic circle.

Magic! An immense magical power, absolutely superior to any individual, flowed from the unknown space, surging and rushing along the lines!

Glug glug glug~

Large amounts of flesh dissolved into liquid, churning like magma, engulfing Farin's remains...

hum!

Thin veins crawled across the stark white bones, then muscle fibers filled the gaps, internal organs rolled out of the blood, and the entire skeleton “expanded” at a visible speed, revealing a bloody and mangled human outline!

"Ijuras!"

A powerful surge of magical energy transformed into a fierce wind that swept across the surroundings. Marusir collapsed from exhaustion after finishing her incantation, and Ye Shou quickly stepped forward to support her shoulders.

"I'm fine... Farin, how is Farin?"

Leos immediately ran over and carefully pulled the girl, whose skin was covered in blood and whose original color was no longer visible, from a pool of blood.

"……cough!"

The girl coughed suddenly, like a newborn baby.

Leios was overjoyed at this reaction and quickly patted her back, causing the girl to cough up all the blood clots inside.

"Fallen! Do you remember me? Ah!"

"...Um~"

Barely opening her eyes, the girl's voice was dazed and slow, but she finally recognized the person in front of her.

"...Leo...S...brother?"

"Well!"

This was the first time Ye Shou had ever seen this man shed tears. He clung to Falin like a drowning person desperately grasping at a straw.

“It’s alright…that’s great…Fallen, welcome back…”

"elder brother……"

"Yes, I see," Ye Shou suddenly realized.

The difference between Leos and the psychiatrist lies here: this man's connection with humanity has not been completely severed!

He also had a "sister," but the doctor did not.

Of course, in terms of personality, even if Leos were to become completely abnormal, he would not pose a threat, because fundamentally he hates humans and would only distance himself from human society after liberating himself.

"Your sister just woke up, don't scare her." Ye Shou took a cloak out of his backpack and came over to put it on Farin.

“Leos, there is something very important for Farin to do now.”

"...Yes, you're right, Ye Shou!"

Leos wiped away his tears and gave his dazed sister a gentle smile.

"You must be very hungry, Farin, since you haven't eaten for the past few days?"

"No, I meant giving her a bath..."

[Fallen's Fate Coins +3]!

[Destiny Coin +1 (Leos)]!

"Uh, never mind, whatever makes you happy."

Chapter 67 Hehe, I hope something happens to him.

After Marushir regained her strength, she took the still dazed Farin to take a bath—the city's buildings were very well-preserved, even the pipes were connected, all that was needed was to clean the bathroom and draw a heating magic circle.

Ye Shou also had a lot of bloodstains on him, but considering his "unlucky constitution," he still left the room in a gentlemanly manner and returned to the side of the Flame Dragon's corpse with Chilchak.

"How about I give you an extra 10% commission on your magic backpack?" The halfling gestured at the dragon corpse, his excitement overflowing.

They wouldn't have been able to carry so many materials normally, given the shortage of manpower and the long expedition, each person's carrying capacity was very limited. But with Ye Shou's help, things were different!

"No need to pump water, it's just a small favor."

Ye Shou didn't care, but Chilchuck shook his head: "Although the success of this operation was the result of everyone's cooperation, you were the one who finally finished off the Flame Dragon, and from any perspective, you deserved the most credit."

If there were no gains, that would be fine, but since you were able to take the materials away, it's only fair that you get an extra 10% of the total profit on top of the equal split—you were also responsible for transportation, which already puts you at a slight disadvantage.”

Although the currency here is mainly gold and silver, which are not scarce resources for Ye Shou, he didn't say anything more when he insisted on it.

Halflings are often considered a race that "likes to steal," which has even led to many discriminatory jokes, such as the idea that they are short because they were robbed of their legs.

In fact, there are indeed many money-grubbers among the halflings, and stealing is not uncommon, so it doesn't seem like they are being wronged.

But everything should be viewed dialectically:

This is not a world where all races live in peace; on the contrary, it feels more like a world where the strong are respected, and the elves openly discriminate against other races.

Force is essential for survival in this world, and halflings are a race that lacks strength and magic, possessing only superior sensory abilities. This means they must rely on other races; even as adventurers, they must join a team to be effective.

Often, halflings enter the maze as scouts, essentially walking through minefields with their bare hands. Even if they can avoid most of the traps, the danger is still considerable.

However, correspondingly, they rarely receive the respect they deserve within the team. Just like in RPG games, the spotlight is always given to the main tank (MT) and DPS, and in League of Legends, the top laner and ADC are the ones who generate the most buzz. No matter how outstanding the support player is, their contributions will be intentionally or unintentionally overlooked.

Therefore, the halflings' obsession with money can be understood:

Wealth is a kind of "power" that they can actually control!

Height, wrist strength, and lifespan cannot be changed, but wealth can be accumulated continuously, changing the status of people.

Chilchak also loves money, but he is also very principled, strictly adhering to the contract he signed when he joined the team and receiving his pay without resorting to tricks.

By the way, he's actually the leader of the "Half-Man Guild" on this island, and he requires his people to sign a contract before accepting any mission! Never try to skip the guild for a small gain!

Therefore, the halflings on the island have a relatively good reputation.

(Some members of the same clan don't quite understand, but no one will openly oppose it.)

Ye Shou quite admires this kind of person—if he were born in modern times, he feels he would be a good department manager.

"Let's use Senshi's kitchen knife. Your magic sword will burn the edges. Take your time. First, peel off the skin from the tail. It's good material for making armor... Oh, you're quite skilled!"

Ye Shou unleashed his Monster Hunter skills, effortlessly slicing the dragon's skin like a master butcher dissecting an ox. With a single, clean cut, he sliced ​​through the entire skin without needing to change course, leaving no visible gaps at the edges.

As Chilchak scraped away bits of flesh from Ye Shou's skin with a knife for later processing, he secretly glanced at Ye Shou a few times:

His demeanor was elegant like that of a nobleman, but his skill was so adept that he resembled a professional hunter. His adventurer skills were top-notch... Could he be a spy from some country, or a royal agent?

Scenes from various novels kept replaying in his mind, and he was filled with curiosity about Ye Shou's background.

But reason told him that it was best not to voice the problem... Marushir's dark magic alone had terrified him enough, what if something even more outrageous came out?

Look at their team!

A half-elf who studies dark magic, and a person who has just been resurrected by dark magic;

A guy whose mind is always on figuring out how to eat monsters;

A dwarf who claims to have spent decades in the labyrinth and carries a mithril cleaver with him at all times;

A mysterious Easterner whose backpack contains everything, seemingly richer than a king;

—Damn it, am I the only normal person?!

"Can dragon meat be sold for a price?"

"Ugh?"

Chilchuck looked up and thought for a moment: "Although there are many stories that involve eating dragon meat, it has long been proven that doing so will not grant any abilities, since it is a monster... and no one would collect it now."

"I'll pack up the leftovers and take them with me after I finish cooking."

Ye Shou looked at the veritable mountain of meat in front of him with great satisfaction: as long as it is preserved well, it should be enough to eat for a year!

“No problem…cooking?” Chilchak forced a smile, “Anyway, you have regular food in your backpack. How about making a separate meal for me and Marushir?”

Unfortunately, we just ran out of them.

Stop lying!

...Dividing the entire dragon was a huge undertaking, and Ye Shou got tired of it in the end. Considering that the effects of eating too much dragon meat would be weakened, he didn't take it all back. He only took a portion of each part, totaling about a thousand kilograms.

Also, although the dragon blood in this world is explicitly set to not provide any special benefits, he still collected a bucketful and took the dragon heart out intact—it was so big that it almost couldn't fit into his personal space.

Even if it doesn't work, it's still nice to keep it as a collectible.

"Then let's leave it at that!"

After finishing his work, Ye Shou stood listlessly in front of the dragon head, feeling somewhat lost and disoriented when he had nothing to do.

He glanced at Chilchak, the halfling still working on the leather and dragon teeth, and it looked like he wouldn't be finished anytime soon.

So he slowly walked away, went to the spot where he had planted the bomb, and took out these 21st-century local specialties.

It's supposed to be recycling, but there's something strange about putting something that's been opened and has a detonator already attached back in... Suddenly, Ye Shou had a flash of inspiration!

With practiced ease, he replaced the remote control with a pressure-triggered one, then stepped into the half-empty dragon corpse, lifted a certain part, and placed it inside—just making use of the waste, he thought.

As he came out, he saw Senxi walking over happily with an iron pot in his hand. Ye Shou kindly reminded him:

"The gas in the dragon's stomach hasn't been completely expelled yet, so don't light a fire here, it's very dangerous."

-

The whole dragon feast was really delicious!

This time, Ye Shou and Senxi worked together, bringing out their collected seasonings and side dishes, and made a total of ten dishes using various parts such as thighs, tails, tongues, livers, intestines, tenderloin, and napes!

With caviar, cannibalistic salad, and mandrake apple candy, the entire table was filled, greatly shocking everyone, including Farin who had just recovered.

Leaving aside others, although Marushir was initially reluctant, she gradually began to savor the food, and even when her stomach was bulging, she still wanted more.

"This feeling is so new~" Farin is a very receptive girl. She was not scared off by the feast. Instead, she actively joined in.

That feeling, so similar to Leos's, brought tears to Marusir's eyes. She lamented that even the innocent Farin had been corrupted.

Then, filled with resentment, I ate a huge bite of grilled pork chop!

“When it comes to dragon meat, it’s definitely roasted,” Leos commented like a scholar. “Perhaps it’s because the image of a dragon is easily associated with ‘roasted meat,’ so books about dragon meat dishes throughout history have invariably used roasting as the cooking method.”

"Why?" Chilchak asked, puzzled.