Goblin Dependency-Chapter 198 - 117: Wretched Creature

Xia Nan just felt annoyed.

In his past life, he devoted himself completely to work, working tirelessly day and night, and never thought of giving up.

Because he knew this was his only way up.

And the monthly salary that was deposited into his bank account on time proved the value of his hard work.

He merely wanted to do his assigned job well, completing the tasks given by his boss seriously.

Step by step, steadily climbing upward.

Yet there were always a few people who, due to some insignificant benefits or the tiniest conflicts,

inexplicably dragged him into so-called "office politics," plunging him into the whirlpool of human relationships without his knowledge.

Forced against his will, to engage in many strange activities.

He had wanted to resist.

But the persistence and determination deep inside him, compared to the bills piling up in his inbox at the end of the month and the ever-increasing wrinkles on his parents’ faces,

seemed so ridiculous.

Now, Xia Nan just wanted to kill a few goblins.

Earn some skill levels, and save some money in the process.

If someone stands in the way.

In this life, he has fewer attachments.

"Sasha..."

The leaves gently swayed.

His heart was as cold as the breeze in the forest.

He slowly raised his head, his dark eyes like a calm, deep pool.

"Six people."

Xia Nan assessed the situation on the field. frёeωebɳovel.com

The other party’s conditions were two-thirds of the loot and the equipment on him.

Based on the "Huo Ya" style he previously learned from Adeline,

he didn’t believe they would keep their promise to let them go after taking the items.

And without the armor and weapons to fight, he would lose the ability to resist.

Xia Nan could not entrust his life to such scum.

Combat was inevitable.

Without any pretense, one after another.

His gaze swept carefully over the people around, assessing the strength of these adventurers, lingering particularly on "Huo Ya" Bennett.

"No professionals."

Given they already had a numerical advantage, if they had a professional, they wouldn’t bother talking here; they’d just attack.

"Two, one, three."

To intercept the "Green Blood" team in the nest, the six were positioned very spread out.

Currently, two blocked the path ahead of him.

Berg stood with his old acquaintance "Kegel."

Abi hid behind Adeline, and the adventurer originally responsible for his escape path returned to Huo Ya’s side, making it a total of three people.

With a slight thought, he had already made a decision.

Since the battle had become inevitable, hesitation was unnecessary.

"Kill if needed, swiftly."

Putting in every effort to deliver the heaviest blow in the shortest time.

Xia Nan suddenly looked up, making eye contact with Adeline, who was looking at him.

With a slight nod.

He certainly felt the dissuasion and hesitation in her gaze.

It didn’t matter.

Because it also meant she knew that compromising with "Huo Ya" was a dead end.

Hoo—

Smoothly exhaled.

Xia Nan stepped lightly and steadily, heading towards "Huo Ya."

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Memories are like an ocean.

Waves rise and fall, the shimmering surface dazzlingly bright;

Beneath the water, the radiant sunlight reflects, illuminating every bubble, every ripple of the current, with crystal clarity alike.

But further down, down to the seabed.

There’s only deep, lightless, dead silence and dimness.

Few can remember everything that happened in the past.

Especially in childhood when the brain was not yet fully developed, memories are like cracked glass, leaving only fragments of disjointed images.

Perhaps it’s a dream catcher swaying gently in the crib, or a winding alleyway with no exit...

Bennett’s earliest memory of this world is of a grassland caressed by a gentle breeze.

As a child, he always sat on a hillside with his family’s black-and-white spotted sheepdog, watching the flock of sheep huddled together below.

He also wondered why he was the only one herding with a dog while these hundreds of sheep, bigger than him, never thought to escape.

As if some invisible boundary constrained them, making them willing only to graze and never dare to look up at the vast skies and endless plains before them.

"Maybe they’re afraid of the wolves outside?"

Young Bennett guessed as much.

He had certainly seen those creatures, all gray-black, with thick fur and sharp teeth.

Of course, most of the time, he wasn’t the first to notice them.

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