CHAPTER 73: CHAPTER 73: RESOLUTION MECHANISM

Name: Gauss

Strength: 6

Agility: 6

Constitution: 6

Intelligence: 7

Perception: 5

Charm: 6

Skills:

0th Ring Trick Mage’s Hand Level 3 (3/50)

1st-level Spell Magic Missile Level 2 (17/20)

1st-level Spell Mage Armor Level 2 (19/20)

Basic Swordsmanship Level 1 (9/10)

Talents: Rapid Digestion, Magic Resistance.

Gauss glanced at his Attribute Panel.

The skills and talents he mastered were increasing, indicating his strength was continually improving.

As he browsed the panel, two other villagers approached from a distance.

"There are 8 in total, you confirmed the count?" Gauss returned to reality, signaling the two to look at the goblins, all dead in the mud.

"That’s right." The two villagers nodded repeatedly.

They had witnessed the battle scene just now and were naturally impressed by the strength Gauss displayed, even feeling a certain awe.

Though he was a younger adventurer, modest and reserved in appearance, his demeanor changed brutally when slaying monsters, like an old butcher who had slaughtered livestock for decades, taking lives with ease.

The stark contrast in demeanor made the two secretly fear him.

They were worried he hadn’t killed enough goblins and would casually cut them down too.

Fortunately, his emotions seemed stable for now.

After a brief moment of joy, Gauss quickly calmed down and started observing the surroundings carefully.

Alert to the possibility that the scent of blood and the noise might attract other creatures.

After gathering evidence as proof, Gauss picked up some potentially valuable scraps and carried them with him.

Upon returning to the village, after confirmation by the village chief and the two villagers who followed him, they straightforwardly handed over the agreed reward of 7 Silver Coins and 20 Copper Coins to Gauss.

After completing the temporary commission, Gauss searched the vicinity again.

After killing 2 Slimes and a Little Skeleton of unknown origin, he found nothing else.

So, returning to the first village and bidding farewell to the village chief and Jenos, he embarked on the journey back to Gray Rock Town.

"Phew!"

As the dense green farmlands thinned out, Gauss was getting closer to Gray Rock Town.

The gray stone town’s outline grew larger in his view.

"Finally here!"

After passing through the checkpoint gate, Gauss, who had been away for several days, was a bit excited seeing the town’s streets unchanged.

Humans are peculiar creatures who like new things and tire of old ones. On his first day in the village, he found its leisurely and quiet atmosphere very livable, but after a few days, he couldn’t help but yearn for the town’s liveliness.

The village was indeed quieter compared to the town, with not many outsiders, but there wasn’t even a proper place to spend money.

When night fell, the village was completely dark, and just like other villagers, he could only go to bed early.

This was incredibly hard to get used to.

Putting his gaze away.

Gauss walked towards the Adventurer’s Guild, with the first order of business being to submit his quest.

This time, it was Petra’s turn at the reception desk again.

Having been his first contact at the Adventurer’s Guild, Gauss had a memorable impression of the golden-haired Petra, giving him a sense of nostalgia upon seeing a familiar face.

However, what surprised him was that even before he took out his Adventurer’s Badge as identification, Petra called out his name.

"Mr. Gauss, how did the quest go this time?"

"Uh, it went well, no danger encountered." Gauss looked at Petra, feeling a bit surprised.

He recalled her being quite normal; after all, his memory was good, not to mention she was the first guild staffer he interacted with, which made him pay extra attention.

But for her as a guild employee, who would meet various adventurers every day, to remember him and even match his name accurately, was quite something.

Perhaps this was the professionalism expected of an Adventurer’s Guild employee! Gauss could only marvel.

He thought, if he were in her place, he wouldn’t be able to remember an ordinary bottom adventurer.

Petra took the quest items and Adventurer’s Badge Gauss handed over, glancing at his face subtly.

Compared to his first visit, he had gained much more confidence.

She certainly remembered him, not because of exceptional memory.

Simply, Gauss had left a strong impression, so she had privately kept an eye on Gauss’s quest history, as a novice adventurer, passing through the early stages so smoothly and quickly and starting solo quests recently was quite a "prodigy."

"Sorry, but these few goblin left ears don’t belong to this quest’s items."

"Oh, I must’ve accidentally mixed them in." Gauss watched Petra place the goblin left ears on the desk accurately, feeling a bit surprised.

These goblin left ears weren’t accidentally mixed in, but purposefully submitted together to see what would happen.

To his surprise, the Adventurer’s Guild’s identification techniques were so advanced, matching exactly the number he slipped in.

Was it because of the cutting time differences? Gauss pondered.

But he quickly dismissed the idea, as the two batches of goblin left ears were cut no more than two days apart.

If judged solely by this, errors would be significant since some quests could last several days without much anomaly, and some large tasks might take a couple of months or longer.

So, was it some investigative or tracking magic or magic items making this possible?

Receiving the testing results, Gauss didn’t hold up the counter any longer, as there were other adventurers queuing up.

Silver Coins.

Putting the coins into his money pouch, watching it become plump again, Gauss’s mood improved accordingly.

Current cash: 42 Silver Coins, 65 Copper Coins.

Gauss looked at his boots, worn down to a thin layer from long walks.

It was time to buy some clothes, boots, and other daily necessities.

No choice, as an adventurer, the wear on personal daily items was indeed much greater than ordinary people.

Firstly, due to long daily journeys, and secondly, frequently trekking through the wilderness, clothes would inevitably be snagged by branches and rocks.

As for why Mage Armor couldn’t resist such abrasion, it seemed the Mage Armor’s effect didn’t respond to ordinary interactions like mosquito bites and environmental scratches.

There seemed to be some kind of judgment mechanism in its spell effect.