I opened an adventurer's guild in another world.

"have eaten?"

Anno was taken aback. A level 5 professional was definitely much stronger than him.

Even so, it was still eaten by the Slime King, which gives you an idea of ​​how powerful this Slime King was.

Anno pressed on, "And then?"

"And then?" Old John shrugged. "The mercenary group that the dead warrior belonged to came to Gruul Town. There were nine of them in total. I heard that the most powerful leader was already level ten and was a hunter!"

They killed slimes on the grasslands for several days, almost wiping them out completely.

But in the end, the existence of the Slime King was never found, and the matter was left unresolved.

The mayor warned everyone not to venture too far into the grasslands, as they were infested with powerful monsters.

The title "Slime King" also spread around that time!

It now seems that the Slime King did not die, otherwise there wouldn't be so many slimes.

In less than two years, slimes have begun to proliferate on the grasslands again.

Sigh, it's time to discuss the mercenary group hiring issue with the mayor again. I was almost attacked by slimes along the way when I went to Val'kam the other day.

"What does the Slime King look like?"

"I don't know!" Old John shook his head and explained, "No one has ever seen the Slime King. But at the battle site, there's a large crater several meters in diameter, and large areas of it showing signs of acid corrosion."

The level of destruction was absolutely beyond what an ordinary slime could create!

Besides, there were the soldier's weapon and... the severed arm holding the weapon!

The severed arm showed obvious signs of corrosion, leading us to suspect it had been swallowed!

After listening to old John's story, Anno frowned.

According to the latter, a level 5 warrior was no match for the Slime King and was directly devoured.

Then he would be no match for him.

Neither the several-meter-wide crater described by Old John nor the giant slime from a strength perspective fits the description.

This means that the giant slime he encountered in the morning was not the Slime King, but rather of a lower level.

"In that case, there are far more dangerous monsters on the grasslands than I thought!"

Anno's eyes suddenly lit up as he imagined himself killing the giant slime and summoning it to fight the Slime King.

Old John thought Anno was scared, and comforted him, "But don't worry too much. As long as you don't go too far into the grasslands, the chances of encountering the Slime King are not high."

In a few days, the town's caravan will make a trip to Valkam, and the mayor should bring back mercenaries from Valkam to deal with the slimes on the plains.

If the legendary Slime King is still on this grassland, he probably won't be able to escape this time!

"What? You're going to Val'kam to hire mercenaries in a few days?"

Hearing this, Anno became anxious instead.

He's still waiting to use slimes to farm experience and money!

If mercenaries come, wouldn't we be too late to even get our food?

Without slimes on the grasslands, he couldn't defeat the goblins in the forest.

I'm stuck right there in the starting village!

"No!" Anno was getting anxious. He stared at Old John and asked earnestly, "When is the mayor leaving? How long will he stay in Walkam?"

"What, you want to go and have a look at Walkam too?"

Old John gave him a knowing look and said, "I don't know the exact dates, but it will be no more than three days. Everyone is going to Walkam to sell some agricultural products and to buy some goods. They will stay in Walkam for a maximum of two days. Considering that it will take two days to go there and back, it will take about four days to get back."

"So, I only have a week left at most!" Anno walked out of the blacksmith shop.

If you can't get stronger before the mercenary group arrives—at least be able to hunt lone goblins—then it will take longer to get stronger later, and becoming a professional will be delayed!

After all, once the slimes are all killed by the mercenary group, there will be nowhere left to fight monsters.

"I'll get up earlier tomorrow and work even harder!" Anno clenched his fist, feeling his increased strength, and thought, "I can't rely solely on summons. My physical abilities have also improved significantly after leveling up. As long as I concentrate enough, it will be difficult for the slime's acid to hit me."

Anno previously relied solely on summoned creatures because he didn't want to get hurt and waste a day's harvest.

But after the upgrade, Anno could clearly feel the improvement in all aspects of her physical fitness.

With Anno's level 3 physical abilities, he is capable of escaping unless he is surrounded by a dozen slimes or encounters a monster like a giant slime.

As Anno passed the only tavern in town, his stomach suddenly growled.

"Nothing is more important than eating!"

After a 'hard' day on the grassland, all I ate for lunch were two hard and unpalatable black breads.

As a freeloader, he was already starving.

After selling the slime skins, and adding the 16 copper coins he had left, Anno's wealth had increased to 2 silver coins and 25 copper coins.

In the town of Gruul, an average person's daily food expenses amount to about 10 copper coins.

Anno earns enough in a day to support an average person for more than half a month.

But for Anno, this is far from enough.

A fine steel longsword costs 15 silver coins at the blacksmith's shop!

Upon entering the Moonlight Tavern, Anno was quite generous, ordering two meat dishes for 8 copper coins, one vegetable dish for 2 copper coins, two black breads for 4 copper coins, and a drink of unknown origin for 1 copper coin.

A total of 15 copper!

Although the cost was quite high, Anno didn't feel it was a pity.

Improving physical fitness, but if nutrition is inadequate, will definitely lead to adverse consequences.

Anno has calculated this very clearly.

As for accommodation, although the cost of staying at the Lightmoon Tavern was only 20 copper coins per day, Anno did not intend to stay there.

He didn't have much luggage and wasn't afraid of being robbed by people in the slums.

Anno kept the five reserved slime skins in his pocket, and kept his money close to his body. With his current strength, the people in the slums had no way to steal anything from him.

There was just one thing that Anno was concerned about.

After Anno finished eating and drinking and was about to leave, two women dressed as waitresses came down from the tavern.

One of them was tall and curvaceous, and her knee-length skirt showed off her long, slender legs.

She has a healthy tan complexion, wears a ponytail, and has delicate features—a true beauty.

The other waitress looked somewhat delicate, appearing to be less than 1.6 meters tall, a head shorter than the first one. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, and her impressive figure immediately drew the attention of the male diners in the tavern!

Despite their simple clothes, the two women's radiance was undeniable.

The delicate woman walked with her head down, not daring to look at the gazes cast by the diners around her, her hands constantly twisting the hem of her skirt.

The tall woman with a ponytail also frowned, clearly annoyed by the aggressive gazes around her.

Anno, who had already reached the door, was stunned by what she saw.

Isn't this the bikini-clad woman and the girl in the dress I encountered when I woke up in the church?

How did you end up working as a waitress at the Light Moon Tavern?