"Little Gauss, would you like so breakfast today?"
"Next ti, Sofia. I’m heading out!"
Gauss walked out of the inn’s entrance.
His Magic Missile practice had shown so results, and he was going to visit the Adventurer’s Guild.
After reaching Level 2, the speed of gaining proficiency through regular practice had significantly slowed.
Practical combat was more effective than hard training.
Furthermore, the numbers in the Monster Atlas had been stagnant for so ti.
Total monsters killed: 12
"Next stage: accumulate a total monster kill count of 50."
Practicing Magic Missile was like sharpening a knife without delay, and now that his blade was sharp, it was ti to try it out.
Moreover, the most crucial point was that during the days he practiced spells around the town, his small treasury depleted quickly, and he needed to take on so commissions to replenish it.
Current cash: 26 silver coins and 15 copper coins
In just a few days, over 2 silver coins had quietly disappeared.
The majority of the money was spent on food and dining.
And this was even after consciously controlling himself, avoiding extravagant spending in taverns.
"What’s going on? I just ate a little more at, didn’t I?"
Gauss shook his head.
Despite choosing relatively "cheap" street vendors or small shops for als, his spending wasn’t supposed to escalate this much.
Even if he had at almost every al, was the expenditure really exaggerated?
Gauss felt that he couldn’t bla himself for this issue.
If anything, bla the high price of at in this world. This world should examine itself—after so many years, has technology and productivity not advanced to turn at from a luxury into a common commodity?
He shook his head.
His desire to eat at probably wouldn’t diminish anyti soon.
With his magic power constantly increasing, it was like going through puberty, consuming large amounts of energy daily. Eating only vegetables wouldn’t sustain his body and could quickly lead to health issues.
Additionally, he didn’t want to restrict his cravings.
Cultivation was already tough enough; what’s wrong with enjoying so comforts? Living like an ascetic had never been his aspiration.
He entered the Adventurer’s Guild hall.
The place was still bustling with people today.
This was a common scene at the Adventurer’s Guild, especially in the morning and evening, where adventurers sward in like housewives flocking to a supermarket for special deals in his past life, wandering around the hall, perhaps looking for suitable tasks.
Gauss had been to the Adventurer’s Guild a few tis and was now completely disenchanted with this place.
Through his careful observations, he noticed so adventurers dressed impressively but only lingered near the bulletin boards, nodding at the commission information without making any further moves for a long ti.
So figures, he vaguely felt, appeared every ti he visited.
He reasonably suspected that the vast crowd of adventurers included so extras, possibly hired by the Adventurer’s Guild to make the hall livelier and boost the "grabbing orders" enthusiasm of adventurers.
Gauss shrugged off these notions and headed to the bulletin board with commission tasks, browsing the task information.
First, he didn’t consider collection tasks. Gathering material tasks often required a large amount of ti to search aimlessly in the forest and wasted ti, and he lacked the skills, tools, and experience for collecting and preserving herbs.
So escort missions were also quickly ruled out.
Fixed monster clearing tasks were also just a glance.
These commissions were issued by the Gray Rock Town City Hall and were long-term, which ant those areas, after years of adventurer scouring, were already scarce in monster tracks.
Gauss mainly looked at civilian commissions for monster killing tasks.
This world had many low-level monsters like goblins that held little intrinsic value; they couldn’t produce any material useful to people.
So villagers and human settlents often pooled their money to issue tasks at the Adventurer’s Guild for these monsters.
So might wonder, even if dozens of such small monsters gathered together, they shouldn’t be a match for a village of dozens of people, so why not clear them out themselves?
Gauss was just as puzzled before.
But after chatting with so villagers in Birch Village, he roughly understood the reason.
First, the combat power of these small monsters in groups was different. It wasn’t just a matter of comparing numbers between them and humans. Many small monsters, despite being relatively weak individually, had rich team combat experience from long-term battles with wild beasts and other monsters in the wild.
Secondly, the terrain was unsuitable, such as forests, nests, or other outdoor environnts not ant for human combat.
The most crucial point was the inherent risk of injury and death in battles. Villagers, who mostly engaged in farming, often didn’t possess a strong combat will, and even if there were one or two exceptions, they couldn’t motivate others.
While Gauss found it easy to kill goblins, it was entirely due to his previous life as a Hunter, with a physical quality above average, as well as intelligence granting him a near-bullet-ti ability in fights. Coupled with magic, weapons, and teammates, he seed like a "War God."
But ordinary villagers didn’t have such conditions, so fights rarely ended without injuries and often involved injuries or even deaths among them.
Compared to fighting themselves, timid villagers preferred to scrape up so money and hire the Adventurer’s Guild to handle it.
Over ti, a custom ford on this continent, where it was best to assign any monster-related problems to adventurers.
Gauss felt that the Adventurer’s Guild likely had a hand in promoting this custom behind the scenes. If no one commissioned tasks, how could the guild operate?
After scanning the bulletin board’s corkboard for a while, he still hadn’t found a satisfactory commission.
He hoped to find one involving fewer than five monsters with weak combat abilities.
But such tasks, while not nonexistent, were relatively rare because if the monster threat wasn’t significant, villagers wouldn’t lavishly pool money to issue a task at the Adventurer’s Guild.
Moreover, many low-level monsters, despite their low intelligence and combat strength, had a survival instinct prompting them to form groups, expanding their tribe continuously.
In monster ecosystems, there was also a situation similar to "predators roam alone, while cattle and sheep need to form herds."
"Besides, I can’t even snag one. Tasks deed safe are likely snapped up by low-level adventurer teams as soon as they’re posted."
No matter the field, the pressure of competition at the bottom was always the greatest.
"What if I checked over there?"
His gaze drifted to the most crowded corner of the hall.
If he guessed correctly, it was likely where adventurers spontaneously ford teams. After all, not every adventurer had fixed teammates, and many tasks were too formidable to tackle alone, leading them to recruit temporary teammates in the Adventurer’s Guild hall.
Much like when he volunteered to join Haylir’s team last ti.
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