What was an adventurer's life like?
In fairy tales, a group of distinctive powerhouses stumbled together by chance, happily set out on a journey, experienced stories filled with tears and laughter, and ultimately forged an epic.
Real-life adventures meant stinking streets and inns, trivial commissions, an utterly unstable life where income and expenses could never balance, and a regret-filled existence where most novices were injured or crippled during their rookie years and then wasted the rest of their lives.
"Really? Was it that awful?"
"Really. Back in my Homeworld, according to statistics from ten years ago, the one-year survival rate for newcomers was less than one-third. More accurately, half of them might die in the First Batch of screening. Those who could stay in the profession for ten years were the top ten percent."
Facing the terrified young people, Lu PingAn cheerfully shared his experience as a senior.
Everything he said was true. It was just from another world—and enough to make the cats and dogs before him bristle and tremble all over.
"Meow! Lu PingAn, stop crushing the newcomers' dreams, meow!!"
Even with Cat Cat constantly biting his head, Lu PingAn continued enthusiastically recounting his past combat experiences—endless escapes through pitch-black nights, wars of the gods brought about by stars raining from the sky, dragon hunts and god hunts in the depths of the ocean...
"Hmph! I get it now! Big Brother, you're just making things up to fool us!"
The young boy with somewhat canine features had finally realized he was being strung along.
"Heh, I'm telling the truth. It just wasn't in this world... maybe it was in some dream world."
This was an oasis in the wilderness, with several tents scattered along the lakeshore.
A Bright Moon hung in the sky. Even the night wind was