My inventory is full of monster materials.

Clyde's sharp gaze swept over everyone present.

When his gaze fell on Mark, he suddenly stopped and revealed a sincere and radiant smile.

"Mark, this promotion is all thanks to you."

As the atmosphere relaxed, the group breathed a sigh of relief and slowly approached, though their expressions inevitably betrayed a hint of restraint and awkwardness.

Ultimately, Clyde is a true professional, worlds apart from them, and coupled with the lack of a deep friendship, that's why he seems so cautious.

Mark wasn't intimidated at all. He still had a faint smile on his face, and with a gentle toss, a blue crystal pendant drew a bright blue arc in the air.

Just as the pendant was about to fall in front of Clyde, it was suddenly caught by an invisible magical hand.

Clyde raised his hand and flipped it open. It was the magic crystal pendant that Mark had used to assist in casting spells.

At this moment, Mark spoke calmly.

"Now that you've successfully advanced, our mission in the Golan Forest is officially over. Pack your things; it's time to head back to Pinewood Town."

Upon hearing this, Clyde laughed heartily and tossed the magic crystal pendant back as well.

Mark grabbed it with one hand, a look of confusion on his face.

But then they heard someone say something from the other side.

"Keep this as a token of my gratitude. By the way, aren't you all curious about my class talent?"

"Huh?" x5

Mark, Henry, and the others were all taken aback.

Of course they were curious, but class-specific talents are the core secrets of every professional. Are they something that can be discussed casually?

Before anyone could react, Clyde spoke up to explain.

"My class talent is 'Independent Brain,' which allows me to regenerate an independent brain region based on one-quarter of my basic intelligence, possessing numerous wonderful uses."

“!!!!!!”

The others gasped in astonishment upon hearing this—it was as if he had developed a new brain! He could multitask and think twice as efficiently!

While everyone was still in shock, Clyde changed the subject, staring at Mark and speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Mark, don't you have a brain core too? Give it to me, and I can concoct an Oracle Potion for you. When you advance in your cultivation, taking the potion will grant you the same powerful class-specific talent!"

Everyone was shocked again and turned to look at Mark.

The effects of the Oracle Potion are right before our eyes; no one can resist a powerful class talent.

But Mark thought to himself.

This oracle potion is highly specific; it works on Clyde, but will it work on him as well?

It's not that I don't trust Clyde, but I feel I need to understand the situation better before making any plans for a career advancement.

So Mark shook his head and refused.

"Thank you for your kindness, but that brain core has other uses. I plan to go back and make some plans before considering the promotion."

Upon hearing this, Clyde's eyes showed a hint of regret, but he did not insist and said with a smile.

"Okay, I respect your wishes. But if you change your mind someday, you can come find me anytime."

Then, Clyde turned around, his gaze falling on Henry and the others, and solemnly announced.

"Thank you all for your help, 'White Eagle'! To express my respect, I've decided that each of you will have one chance to create an 'Attribute Potion'. You only need to provide the main ingredient, and I can guarantee the success of the potion!"

"good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Henry, disregarding his image, cheered first, as happy as a big child.

The D-grade material exchange qualification in this mission reward is just right for Henry to exchange for the main material of "Bear's Might".

In other words, Henry will directly receive an attribute potion from this mission.

Brady and Emily cheered with equal jubilation, while Orion stood silently to the side, a hint of envy in his eyes—not because of the potion, but for something deeper...

……

……

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, the east gate of Songmu Town was already bustling with activity.

As the horizon on the distant road began to glow faintly, a large, dark group of people, surrounding a peculiar convoy, slowly drove towards the town.

It was called a caravan, but that wasn't really the case—a large yak and two horses pulled the carts in front, while four wooden carts were connected end to end behind.

Before the convoy even approached the East Gate, the crowd had already erupted in cheers and chatter.

"My God! Is that really a cannibal? That's terrifying!"

"I recognize him! This is the 'Silver Killer' Gulag, which the guild has had a bounty on for over a decade! At least five Silver Adventurers have fallen to him!"

"It was the 'White Eagle' adventurers who did it! I saw that red-haired boy, it's Scarred Swordsman Brady, and that burly man next to him, it must be the 'White Eagle' captain, Gray Iron Wall Henry!"

"Is that white-haired, blue-eyed one an elf?"

...

At the front of the convoy, Clyde sat high on the back of a yak, holding a beige fox with big ears in his arms, exuding a powerful aura.

Miss Vera chose the powerful yet gentle apothecary between her first love (Clyde) and the newcomer (Emily)... The alchemist, Miss Vera, is so pure in love!

In the open carriage that followed closely behind, the red-haired boy Brady held up a huge and ferocious head, waving and shouting wildly like a lion dancer, looking very spirited.

Mark, Henry, Emily, and Orion sat to the side, chatting and laughing, completely ignoring the crowd of onlookers around them.

The three wooden carts connected behind were rudimentary, but the goods on them were enough to amaze everyone.

The vehicle was piled with scattered cannibalistic limbs, their hands, feet, and torsos arranged haphazardly. Even though they had long since lost their life force, they still exuded a chillingly ferocious aura.

As the convoy moved slowly forward, more and more people poured into the town's streets.

There were adventurous people filled with envy and jealousy, merchants with their eyes darting around, and parents holding their children's hands. The crowd was so dense that it was impossible to move, and even the rooftops were packed with people.

"Feed him! Is this cannibal for sale?"

"I've struck it rich! I heard that ogre flesh can enhance male virility."

"Daddy, Daddy! I want to be an adventurer too! I want to fight monsters and become a hero like them!"

Many children crowded at the front of the crowd, their small bodies tiptoeing, heads tilted back, their eyes sparkling with anticipation.

The convoy did not stop and headed straight for the most conspicuous building in the east of town—the Adventurers' Guild.

woo-

Just then, a long and resounding horn sound suddenly came from the direction of the Adventurers' Guild, breaking the noise and making the atmosphere exceptionally solemn.

The heroic deeds of the "White Eagle" squad had already reached the Adventurers' Guild on their way back, and the guild specially arranged a high-profile triumphant return ceremony for the adventurers.

The guild's doors were wide open, and several young ladies dressed in matching white silk dresses stood neatly on either side of the entrance, holding flowers and smiling respectfully as they waited.

Madeline changed into a gorgeous light purple dress, her long hair was tied up, she wore silver hair accessories, and her face was made up with light makeup. She gave up her usual capable look and became more gentle and dignified.

Vanessa, unusually dressed in a delicate pink dress, stood nervously to the side, her fingers gripping the hem of the skirt.