Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 44: Fishing Man Never Admits Defeat

Chapter 44: Chapter 44: Fishing Man Never Admits Defeat

Chiraj, with a bucket on his head and a fishing rod on his back, lurked in the foul swamp like a crocodile.

Several skeleton monsters walked around him, yet surprisingly failed to spot such a big living person.

It was no fault of theirs, as not far away an adventurer made a louder noise, attracting the attention of all nearby monsters, which then chased after the adventurer.

"Thank you, brother," Chiraj watched the retreating figure of the adventurer, tears streaming down his face, knowing well that his brother might never return.

"I’ll catch an extra fish for you, to commemorate your sacrifice,"

He stared intently at the monsters until they were far enough away that they couldn’t possibly catch up to him, then he suddenly stood up!

However, he wasn’t the only one standing up; there was another group, nine in total including him!

Each person dressed the same, bucket on head, fishing rod on back, waist tied with fragrant bait, faces filled with grief, as if their gaze carried the message, "The meaning of the dead must be conferred by the living."

These were the brothers Chiraj had met in the food district a few days ago.

They shared the same passion, willing to pay any price to fish in the food district.

Not for anything else, but because the food district had plentiful fish, rarely did they come back empty-handed, and the feeling of achievement from fishing was overwhelming! Furthermore, the price was good, which could help subsidize the household; no one at home would oppose their fishing anymore!

Plus, there was food everywhere, when everyone went, they only needed to bring buckets and fishing rods, it was simply the paradise they all dreamed of!

Recently, the food district has not only become the biggest topic of discussion in Bed City but also attracted a large influx of people into the Sain Dungeon, simply put, it expanded its reach.

Most people typically showed little interest in dungeons, let alone challenging ones, as dungeons generally gave an impression of endless fighting, killing, which was utterly exhausting.

But if you mention that in the dungeon, there suddenly appeared a sunlit carefree place filled with unprecedented delicacies, everyone would want to have a look.

After all, food often attracts more hearts than fighting and killing.

The rich fish resources in the food district attracted a huge number of fishing enthusiasts. What’s the most exhilarating moment in a fisherman’s life? That’s still catching new types of fish, right? Exactly, the food district was filled with never-before-seen fish.

So, during this period, the Fishing Man went crazy marking new entries in his fish manual.

But, there was a problem deeply troubling everyone.

That was... everyone was a bit green.

Well, it couldn’t just be said a bit green, very green indeed.

Among these ten people, Chiraj surprisingly had Tier 1 combat capabilities, the rest were either average middle-aged men or slacker adventurers without much fighting ability, entering the Sain Dungeon was like navigating through a deadly gauntlet, even though the shortcuts to the food district had been uncovered by the group, the path there was still fraught with danger.

Because the Sain Dungeon was alive, its monsters wouldn’t just stay in one fixed place spacing out, they roamed around!

Even if you could remember the positions of traps, roaming monsters would always bring unexpected surprises.

Thus, the weaklings gathered together, huddled for warmth, and suddenly someone came up with a brilliant idea.

"Hey, why don’t we just select a warrior to distract the monsters whenever we’re surrounded?"

"We take turns, ensuring everyone gets to fish at least once every two days, wouldn’t that be wonderful?"

After some thought, everyone agreed this was indeed a good plan.

Don’t ask why they didn’t hire adventurers as bodyguards; given the difficulty of the Sain Dungeon, anyone who can ensure their own survival there is a demigod, plus, all the fisherman present were ordinary people, who couldn’t afford to hire bodyguards.

It’s said that not long ago, a well-known Strategy Group took a big hit here, their members disheartened and dispirited, and have not yet recovered till now.

"Everyone, run!"

At the command, everyone moved as fast as lightning, running swiftly, knowing that time was life, time was fishing!

Their movement naturally attracted the attention of other monsters, ignoring everything else, they pressed forward, once they entered the food district, these monsters wouldn’t pursue.

However, they were still a step too slow, and got completely surrounded by a group of monsters, in this critical moment, one person suddenly leaped out, shouting:

"I’m going too!"

"Farewell, hero!"

Only to see that person shouting loudly while running in a different direction from everyone else, successfully drawing away a large wave of monsters.

A true man should be like this...

After another frantic sprint, when everyone finally dove into the food area filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, only seven people remained in the team.

Three heroes had sacrificed themselves so that the rest could fish.

"Remember their names," Chiraj solemnly said, "Next time, it will be our turn to sacrifice."

Everyone responded fervently, and to any uninformed outsider, it might seem like this group was preparing to sacrifice for some grand ideal.

A pot of tea, a cigarette, a fishing rod, fishing all day.

The morning quickly passed, and Chiraj stretched lazily, glancing at the empty bucket and could not help but sigh.

Clearly, his fishing had yielded nothing.

Managing to catch nothing in such a fish-rich area was a talent in its own right.

Sigh, without some extra income, even today’s meal expenses were uncertain.

His teammates currently dared not enter the Sain Dungeon, saying they needed to take on some minor tasks outside to accumulate experience.

Chiraj wasn’t interested in their tasks like finding cats and dogs, so he went fishing with a group of new Fishing Man friends.

If he could catch some fish and sell them at the market, it would cover meals for three to four days; if not, it wasn’t a big deal.

He had also taken on some tasks to collect specialty products from the food area, which he could do while his fishing yielded nothing.

"Let’s see, ox-tongue dandelions, at least twenty, this is simple, they’re everywhere,"

"Soy sauce grasshoppers, these critters are too fast, not easy to catch,"

"Hunting a roasted whole pig... who stuffed this into my tasks, isn’t this suicidal?"

"Five Speedy Mushrooms, two Life Durians..."

Chiraj grimaced, having accepted tasks too hastily without looking at the details carefully.

Speedy Mushrooms, reportedly a magical ingredient that, once cooked, can temporarily enhance speed.

Life Durians, consuming them allows someone severely injured and half-dead to become lively and energetic.

These ingredients have special effects, distinctly different from most of the food area’s offerings which are only tasty, hence more marketable.

But the problem is, these ingredients grow deep within the food area...

As everyone knows, the food area is divided by rivers, and each sub-area only has limited resources with nearly fixed types.

To get more and better resources, one must explore deeper!

This increasing difficulty model separates ordinary people from adventurers; ordinary people can gather general resources in the safe area of Milk River, while adventurers can delve deeper seeking greater opportunities.

Honestly, Chiraj quite admired the rules of the food area, but only when he himself didn’t need to go deeper.

He handed his fishing rod to a companion, gritted his teeth, and crossed Milk River.

Five minutes later, a prompt came from Gong Qiying.

Spiritual power +91.

He glanced at it and dismissed it from his mind, the crystal ball displayed many images, but he enlarged one in particular.

This image showed a few figures, seemingly adventurers too, but a closer look revealed a sense of dissonance.

Because these guys had dark skin, were extremely muscular, had scattered horns growing on their heads and limbs, and various other features like tongues long enough to hang on the ground, several pairs of bat wings on their back, scales on their body... At first glance, they looked like a hybrid of humans and monsters.

"These creatures..."

Gong Qiying muttered to himself:

"I think they are called Demon Clan, how did they mix into my surroundings?"

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