Chapter 125

Chapter 126: The百合Yuri Spirits’ Will to Survive is at its Peak! (Third Update, Seeking Subscriptions!)

The camp established on the fiftieth floor was more rigorous and formal than ever before.

Because in the coming days, the fiftieth floor would be the main operational area for Loki Familia’s expedition team.

They not only had to spend the night here but also stay for several days!

The “Ultra Deep Layers” below the fiftieth floor were the responsibility of the faction leaders and the Three Giants.

Even supporters needed a minimum level of capability.

To prioritize the mobility of the exploration team, it was an uncharted territory only accessible by the Familial Group’s elite members.

Near a certain tent, after dousing Raul with antidote, Izay tossed him a white bandage and walked away.

During the time the antidote takes effect, it’s still necessary to wrap up the wound; after doing so, it’s likely that sleeping through the night will restore the poisoned skin.

As for Raul being poisoned on his back?

That wasn’t Izay’s problem.

Handle it yourself!

Not just Raul was injured. Izay brought over a gray box, distributing the high-grade spiritual medicine inside to the wounded.

On the other side, within the newly erected main tent, the Three Giants were discussing battle strategies.

“This expedition has already succeeded halfway. Thanks to Izay, the resource harvest has been unprecedentedly abundant.”

Looking through the records kept by the logistics personnel along the way, mainly consisting of magic stones and “drop items,” Finn couldn’t help but smile faintly.

“Yeah, that kid’s perception magic is even better than we imagined—it’s quite surprising.”

Gress stroked his beard, agreeing with his words.

If it weren’t for Izay’s magic, they would undoubtedly have missed many treasures during this expedition.

Many precious secrets in the Dungeon are hidden in caverns that look no different from ordinary ones from the outside. You wouldn’t know what’s inside unless you go in, and these treasures reappear randomly after being taken, impossible to pinpoint.

Adventurers often miss these treasures while pursuing efficiency, which is truly regrettable.

“However, we can’t let our guard down yet. The focus is on the upcoming area.”

“Hmm, indeed. The ‘Dragon Pot’ ahead is the key. Although our armaments have been reinforced, their effectiveness within the ‘Dragon Pot’ is still limited. We need to watch out for Cannon Dragons’ sniping.”

Riviria voiced her opinion, and Finn once again took on a serious demeanor.

From the fifty-second to the fifty-eighth floor of the Dungeon, known as the “Ultra Deep Layers,” are collectively referred to as the “Dragon Pot.”

The “Dragon Pot” shares the same special mechanism as “Water Riddle City”—floors ignoring abnormal conditions.

It’s basically the same situation as “Water Riddle City.”

Monsters inside the “Dragon Pot” can freely traverse floors.

And their attacks can too!

The breath attacks of the Valgang Dragon, a monster from the fifty-eighth floor, can penetrate through the floorboards, directly attacking targets within seven layers.

Their breath attacks can keep up, naturally implying their heightened senses.

Once adventurers step into the range of the fifty-second floor, they will be targeted. A single misstep could result in severe injuries or near-death due to explosive fire columns exceeding five meters in diameter.

When the paths between floors are opened by the dragons’ breath, flying dragon species will use those channels to ambush the teams.

Even first-tier adventurers dread dragon breath, compounded by harassment from flying dragons, plus each floor’s immense size far surpassing Orario’s urban scale.

These seven floors have held Loki Familia back for years, returning defeated every time.

But with the growth of young mainstays like Ais, they’ve managed to advance further each time.

A small consolation.

“So, regarding the selection of personnel, will it remain the same as before?” Gress raised an eyebrow and asked.

“Hmm, yes, it will remain the same as before.” Finn nodded without much thought.

“I have no objections.” Riviria chimed in.

Actually, all three wanted to make some changes, but circumstances didn’t allow it.

Without any member reaching a qualitative improvement in strength, despite a few advancing to Level 4, it was useless.

Anyone not Level 5, the first-tier adventurer, cannot form combat power inside the “Dragon Pot” and would instead become a burden.

Especially facing such special situations for the first time, there’s a high likelihood of severe injury or death.

In Raul’s mind, a seasoned Level 4 who has made multiple trips to the “Dragon Pot,” he described that place as hell.

“Well, let’s settle with this for now. Let’s head out too—I think I can already smell the aroma of cooking.”

Hearing Finn say this, Gress immediately cast a surprised glance.

“Oh? Surprising, you’re actually this enthusiastic about eating?”

“It doesn’t feel like a mistake to me, does it, Riviria? Can you smell it too? The scent of food…”

“…a little?”

“Hahaha, why don’t I smell anything?”

The three exchanged conversations as they pushed aside the outer curtain and stepped out of the tent.

After a period of busyness, it was now dinner preparation time.

The chefs remained the same faction cooks, though one more person joined them.

By the campfire, Izay was exchanging insights with Anqi, Rine, and the rest of the cooks.

“Cloud fruits, I think, aren’t necessary. Adding sweet fruit to meat soup isn’t ideal. More dried meat, radishes, and mushrooms should suffice.”

“Is there any ham left? Tell everyone not to dryly gnaw on ham. It’s better to slice it and toss it into the soup. Then, the seasonings…”

For some reason, people in Orario seem to like adding sweet fruits or seasonings to their soups when stewing. Izay found this very perplexing.

Although the taste of the soup isn’t bad, it differs greatly from what Izay remembers soup to be.

Especially with cloud fruits, which are unbearably sweet.

Rarely catching this opportunity to communicate, Izay expressed strong opinions!

“Eh～～～I didn’t know Izay could cook.”

“I didn’t know either.”

With nothing else to do, Amazon sisters Ais and Refia curiously watched nearby.

Seeing their own cooks looking confused under Izay’s explanations somehow felt amusing.

“I know, Izay makes fried potato balls.”

“And me…”

The four girls split into two factions.

Tiona and Tione were unaware of Izay’s culinary skills.

But Ais and Refia claimed they knew about it.

Because occasionally, after morning training ended and before breakfast was ready,

after intense exercise,

Izay would take Ais and Refia to the large cafeteria kitchen to make some snacks to tide them over.

Fried potato balls, potato pancakes, flatbreads, or omelets, etc.

Ais personally favored fried potato balls the most.

“Hmm? How did you two find out about this? Does Izay usually cook?”

Tiona looked utterly puzzled.

To which Ais nodded.

“Yes, occasionally during training sessions… um…”

“There, there is! Occasionally, when everyone’s absent, Izay sneaks into the cafeteria to make something for himself. Me and Miss Ais just happened to bump into him!”

Before Ais could finish speaking, a quick-thinking Refia covered her mouth, flashing a completely flawed smile and began stammering explanations.

No! Leader Riviria is approaching!

Absolutely cannot expose the secret sword practice!

Glancing sideways at the slowly approaching green figure, Refia’s survival instinct reached its peak!

Tiona and Tione exchanged looks, both equally bewildered.