"Because so many adventurers have gone missing, the Guild has become a complete mess. Even though all kinds of emergency quests have been issued, the quests themselves are too dangerous, and low-ranking adventurers are all too afraid for their own safety to accept them. Hiring high-ranking adventurers is expensive, and it takes time as well.
It had been a very, very long time since anything like this had happened. In the four hundred years since the Demon Realm Gate was sealed, such incidents had been few and far between.
You were lucky too. You took a route with few Goblins and happened to receive help from Seka Mens, one of the outstanding members of the younger generation of adventurers. Otherwise, you would have vanished like those adventurers, with your fate unknown."
The situation was far more serious than expected. Whenever the guard chatted with them, he could not stop sighing.
After a while, the exhausted-looking receptionist hurried back. After instructing the guard to continue receiving adventurers, she spread a thick stack of documents across the table and nervously began processing them, looking completely unavailable for conversation.
Yang Yu glanced over them. They were applications requesting support from nearby high-ranking adventurers and the formation of a large temporary adventurer party.
Even if those documents were approved, it would probably be difficult to gather enough people to form a temporary adventurer party in this atmosphere.
Not wanting to disturb the receptionist, Yang Yu walked over to the guard, who had become a temporary receptionist, applied for a quest, and personally posted it on the quest board.
[Quest: The mist within Goblin Forest is an unsolved mystery. Entering without permission means a near-certain death. During these extraordinary times, everyone must be bored, and so am I. As a newly debuted adventurer, I have decided to set up an arena and spar with colleagues of the same rank. Any D-Rank Adventurer who defeats me will receive a generous reward: 500 gold coins.] [Of course, I cannot possibly lose. Do not misunderstand me. I am not targeting anyone in particular. I am saying that everyone here is trash.]
The moment the quest was posted, the gloomy tavern erupted.
"That brat is way too arrogant! He is clearly looking down on us! If I remember correctly, he only registered as an adventurer yesterday, right? And he actually said no D-Rank Adventurer could defeat him? Do you know how long I have spent at D-Rank without climbing to C-Rank? No, I have to teach this brat a lesson today and let him know how cruel society is."
"There are 500 gold coins in it for winning, and there is no loss if you lose. It would be a waste not to take it!"
"Perfect. My hands have been itching too. Since he has delivered himself to us, I will not hold back."
One burly man after another rubbed his fists together, their gazes blazing as they accepted the quest.
Yang Yu had originally planned to use this method of gaining experience after reaching a higher level. But now, in order to venture deeper into Goblin Forest and carry out the emergency quest, he could only risk losing money if defeated and forcibly Taunt the adventurers present into fighting him.
So far, the plan was proceeding smoothly. Many adventurers declared that they wanted to beat the crap out of him.
Since the Adventurers' Guild prohibited private fights, Yang Yu set up the arena at the training ground adventurers often visited.
Quite a few D-Rank Adventurers who had not accepted the quest but enjoyed excitement came to watch. They planned to observe first before deciding whether to join in.
The strength of D-Rank Adventurers varied greatly. Some had stats not much different from his own, while others were roughly on par with members of Seka Mens's party and had already touched the threshold of C-Rank Adventurer.
When he encountered opponents he could defeat, Yang Yu showed no mercy. If he encountered someone far stronger than himself, he was equally unstinting in defeat, casually exchanging a few moves before quickly conceding.
At first, struggling was inevitable. Yang Yu lost far more often than he won, and could only watch the gold coins on him flow away in streams. Fortunately, he did not feel the slightest heartache.
The D-Rank Adventurers who had originally watched from the stands to enjoy the spectacle repeatedly saw people proudly carrying away 500 gold coins. Unable to suppress their urge to fight, they began challenging him one after another.
Yang Yu naturally refused no one.
Gradually, the rules changed. As long as someone presented a D-Rank Adventurer badge, they could fight him without needing to accept the quest at the Adventurers' Guild.
In truth, many D-Rank Adventurers had come to mock Yang Yu. Seeing him hand out money so generously, they suddenly realized that Yang Yu's real purpose lay elsewhere.
This guy was here doing charity work. He had chatted so cheerfully with that guard earlier, so he must have received some secret quest from that knight. During these extraordinary times, he was trying to liven things up and fill everyone with hope.
The Adventurers' Guild really was something else. They wanted to give relief funds to us bottom-tier D-Rank Adventurers, but could not bring themselves to do it openly, so they put on this whole act.
As for those who lost, the D-Rank Adventurers present merely spread their hands and laughed. If they could not even beat a newcomer who had just joined the Adventurers' Guild, they might as well change professions early.
Time passed bit by bit. Yang Yu's stamina was heavily depleted, and without a priest, he could only rely on herbs or potions to recover.
After every match, he would stuff a handful of herbs or potions into his mouth. Once he had finished them, he would ask Bai Jin to run to a nearby pharmacy and buy more.
After doing this many times, Yang Yu began to smell like a medicine jar. He Meng also thought Yang Yu smelled awful from head to toe, so she lay on Bai Jin's shoulder and refused to get near him again.
"Hehehe, you have a strange smell. It is like you were thrown into a strong medicinal soup I brewed and soaked through completely. If you keep this up, you will definitely turn into a humanoid pill. When you go into the forest, monsters will chase you everywhere.
If you do not want to become like that, do not push yourself too hard."
Bai Jin had wanted to smile and offer a few comforting words, telling Yang Yu to take care of himself. Instead, she accidentally let out another strange laugh and said something strange again.
"Thanks for the concern. Do not worry. It will be over soon."
"Do you understand what I mean?"
"More or less."
After spending a day together, Yang Yu had basically figured out Bai Jin's personality and way of behaving.
She just says strange things that reveal her true feelings whenever she gets excited or worked up, right? I have played so many games. I have seen plenty of hopeless tsunderes, and reading what they mean is much easier than reading her.
After swallowing another herb, Yang Yu left the resting area and entered the training ground. He let out a full belch and looked at his status panel. There was suddenly an additional entry under resistance: Drug Resistance +10%.
Drug Resistance +10%
He had eaten too many herbs and developed resistance. No wonder each potion seemed to restore less stamina than before.
Yang Yu shuddered. If his Drug Resistance continued to increase and reached one hundred percent, he would probably die of illness because no medicine could cure him.
It seemed that not every resistance was better the higher it became.
After moving his body, Yang Yu found that compared to the morning, his body had become much sturdier, and his level had risen as well.
More importantly, he had roughly figured out what skills these people possessed and knew how to guard against them.
As evening approached, Yang Yu's comeback finally began.
In every match, he appeared completely at ease, knocking many people who were confident in their own strength to the ground. He ended the battles with eleven consecutive victories, and his experience bar happened to fill up. His level crossed eighteen and rose to nineteen.
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