Hunting Slimes

The room wasn't large; it even felt a bit cramped. However, the good thing was that it had a window, and there was a small table by the bed where things could be placed.

The only dissatisfaction was that this city, everywhere you went, was filled with a foul odor, much like the back alleys of the Imperial City. It smelled like dried urine, and even after the impact of winter snow, the scent refused to disappear.

The inns in this area, for business reasons, were somewhat particular about waste disposal; there were special brick pipes leading to the sewers.

There were public restrooms on both the first and second floors, but they were still a bit off-putting. Once I have money, I'll definitely find a better place to stay. I didn't reincarnate into this world just to suffer.

At night, I prepared to ask the inn for a pot of hot water to make some instant noodles. But when eating things like this, it's best to be careful.

"Hello, do you have any hot water?"

"Little boy, do you want to take a bath? The inn has special bathrooms. You don't need to go to your room if you want to wash."

"No, I want to use hot water to make something to eat. Do you have drinkable hot water?" Mel hadn't explained clearly but had already stated the purpose of the hot water.

The innkeeper was fine with it. Many adventurers liked to brew things to drink. Some liked to make tea, while others simply liked sweet water. The inn provided free hot water to its guests.

The innkeeper brought out a medium-sized kettle. Mel Carlo looked at it carefully. The craftsmanship of this kettle didn't seem like something the industrial level of this world could produce. The kettle's craftsmanship was very meticulous, and it had a certain heat-retaining effect, likely due to some kind of insulation.

"Excuse me, where can I buy this kettle?"

"They sell them all over the city. They are goods forged and sold by Dwarves. If it's merchandise from the Volcanic country, the quality should be better, but it will also be more expensive."

"Thank you." Mel took the kettle and returned to his room.

I had underestimated the industrial level of this world before. Dwarves are generally known for their forging skills in various stories. They are passionate and are a Demi-human race with short, sturdy limbs. It seems I'll need to interact with Dwarves in the future.

I took out a bag of instant noodles from the System space. This was the tricky part; I hadn't brought a bowl. "Whatever, I'll just make it directly in the bag."

After the noodles were cooked, I found I didn't have chopsticks. Fortunately, I hadn't put in much water, and the noodle cake had absorbed most of it. I grabbed them with my hands through the bag and could just bite into them to eat.

After eating, I put the bag back into the System space and went downstairs again to return the kettle.

"Little boy, are you alone?"

"Yes, I'm an adventurer from the Adventurer's Guild, so I need a place to stay long-term."

It seemed like a non-sequitur, but Mel had answered. If anyone with ulterior motives knew that he, a child, was alone, it might attract ill intentions. Clarifying his profession could reduce such possibilities.

"Haha, an adventurer? I've never seen such a young adventurer before." The innkeeper clearly didn't believe him.

"You haven't seen one before, but now you have?" Mel didn't argue; instead, he responded with a humorous remark.

"That's true. Then I wish you success in becoming a great adventurer."

After returning the kettle, Mel Carlo went back to his room. The weather was still a bit cold today. It was fine to simply wipe himself down, but if he were to take a proper bath, he would probably freeze.

He slept soundly through the night.

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The next morning, Mel Carlo got up and took a bath. The hot water washed over his body, and a new day began.

Today's primary mission was to complete the Bronze-rank certification and see what tasks were available.

In the game, the Oak City region was populated with many low-level monsters. Slimes were my current target. They had no attack power and were very suitable for grinding levels, and they wouldn't put me in status ailments like poisoning.

Mel Carlo pushed open the guild doors. Unlike yesterday's liveliness, it was exceptionally quiet today. Of course, it was possible that everyone else was still drunk and hadn't woken up.

However, an early-rising adventurer noticed Mel. "Oh, it's that little Thief from yesterday. He's really impressive, becoming an adventurer at such a young age."

Although Mel could hear people discussing him, it didn't affect what he needed to do.

He quickly walked to the notice board, where many quest announcements were posted.

His gaze swept across them rapidly, and then he confirmed his beginner's quest.

Quest: Slimes have appeared in a nearby village. Hunt 10 slimes and collect slime mucus. Reward: 30 Oren. Requirement: Submit slime core part mucus.

Of course, there were also quests to hunt Goblins, but hunting level 5 low-level Goblins wasn't easy. Even an adventurer of Kate's caliber had been accidentally hit by an arrow before. Since I'm choosing a beginner quest, I certainly wouldn't choose Goblins.

"I'll take this quest, but I'm not too familiar with the location." Mel Carlo took the quest notice to the front desk.

The receptionist glanced at it. "Hunting slimes, this quest is very suitable for beginners. However, because the reward is very low, most people are unwilling to choose it."

"Slimes, being monsters, can be killed by ordinary people!" Another newcomer pushed open the door and walked in. It was a boy about thirteen years old, with messy hair and obvious freckles on his face.

It was clear he was a very confident person.

Mel ignored him, just listening to the receptionist explain, "For slimes, it's best to use longer weapons. If you attack with a dagger, you might get covered by the slime's body, leading to suffocation. Of course, this is just a suggestion."

Then, the receptionist explained the specific location of the village to Mel and how to proceed after leaving the city. If there were people returning to the village selling farm produce, he could tag along. Mel noted all of this down.

"Alright, thank you. If there are any other precautions, please inform me." Mel appeared very humble, as any information was helpful to him.

The freckled boy, seeing Mel ignore him, turned his head away with displeasure. As Mel prepared to leave, he glanced at Mel's retreating back again. "Such a small kid, he'll probably wet his pants from fear of monsters."

Although he thought this, he was still a bit displeased that Mel had snatched the title of Oak City's youngest adventurer.

The freckled boy walked towards the notice board. He then picked a commission to hunt Goblins and approached the receptionist. "Miss Ainoor, I'll take this commission!"

"Are you sure? You're alone today. I recommend you take a quest involving slimes."

"Don't worry, I've hunted Goblins before. According to the intel, these Goblins are only level 5, and they should be Goblins without weapons. With my strength, I can definitely deal with them easily."

"Okay, I've registered it for you. After completion, just cut off the Goblins' ears. Be mindful of the number of Goblins; if it exceeds the quest description, leave them for now."

"Alright, I know. I'm not that kind of child." The freckled boy impatiently left the guild hall.

Ainoor shook her head slightly. Reckless adventurers don't live long.

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