The increasingly disobedient 'Carrot' returned to the Shadow Plane without permission, and it now enjoyed staying there more and more.

Barrett coughed and got up from the ground, dusted off his newly purchased leather armor with three layers of cooked cowhide, shook his loose hair, and tied it back into a barbarian-style braid.

He actually prefers to shave his head, at least not to wash his hair often. But his bald appearance, combined with the hideous scar on his throat and his burly body, made him look a little too fierce and vicious, and it was not conducive to his mission in the city-state of Muya and its surrounding area.

After all, even the trolls were polite here, and he didn't want to make himself look too rude.

Little Mage Krees still has nearly a year to come out of the underground, so Barrett plans to do tasks in this area in the center of the continent to farm soul energy and upgrade himself.

He was actually a little uneasy about something like the [Mission Log], but the little mage had already made it clear to him that there had been many people in "history" who had received something like this, and none of them had ever had a problem.

The little mage also told him that this thing was actually a special piece of legendary-level equipment, and the effect it brought was to help the host become stronger step by step, nothing more.

These words undoubtedly reassured Barrett a lot.

At this time, it has entered autumn, and the weather is cool and pleasant most of the time, which is a good time to officially do tasks. During the time he came out of the ground, he had already done three or four missions in the city-state of Muya, and the soul energy he obtained plus the little bit left from before, as well as the bottle of 'demon spirit' that he gritted his teeth and drank it, allowed him to get two new skill points.

At this time, his 'Anti-Demon Blade' talent had been upgraded to the fourth level, and he had once used only three swords to slash a 'Medium-sized Fire Elemental that was enraged'.

In terms of skills, because the set of corroded petrified cowhide leather armor had been completely shattered under the baking and hitting of the fire element, and he couldn't find a better one for a while, he could only upgrade the 'leather armor mastery' to the intermediate level to ensure that the defense was not too low. The attributes brought by [Intermediate Leather Armor Mastery] have also become [+20% Physical Defense, +5% Magic Resistance, +2 Agility].

And the last time he got the skill points, there was no higher level of leather armor mastery, and there were no good skills that he looked at, so Barrett left that valuable skill point useless.

In terms of soul energy, it has now become [20/300]. Each time you get a new skill point, you need 50 more soul energy, so Barrett plans to choose carefully in the future.

......

At this time, the task he had to do was to send some supplies to the drow elf village called 'Ruilent' in front of him, although the reward for the task was not high, and the soul energy was only a pitiful 20 points, but it was not difficult, just an errand.

With the 'carrot' that awakens to become a nightmaremon, these kinds of tasks are quite quick to do, so they are not low in terms of efficiency. If it's a drop-by mission, it's even more useless.

It's just that after that guy woke up, his temper became bigger and bigger, and he teased him at every turn. Barrett decides to find an opportunity to beat it up and let it know who is the master.

Just as Barrett was secretly calculating, a female voice appeared to his left, "What is the matter with you here?"

Barrett turned her head to look through the shadow of the gauze curtains of a house to spot a woman whose face was invisible. He knew that the drow elves, like the gray dwarves, had become diurnal creatures when they came to the surface, so he chose to set out early in the morning and arrive early in the morning.

Of course, it's actually possible at dusk. It's just that he doesn't plan to spend the night here......

"Oh, it's a mission publisher named 'Ereda', asking me to send something to your village. Barrett said to the female in the shadows, Drow.

The task payoff given by the task publisher is really pitiful, if it weren't for the fact that the purpose of taking the task is not money, he would definitely be like other adventurers, too lazy to run this leg.

Generally, the transportation of many such goods is handled by large and medium-sized caravans, just because the mission poster cannot afford to pay that price.

"It's Mistress!" said the female Drow happily, "Come in and give me the things, my name is Alenny." ”

"Okay. "Anyway, it's for anyone, the task publisher didn't specify, and Barrett was happy to be relaxed.

He walked towards the house of the female Drow, pushed the door slightly, and saw the delicate-faced, dark-skinned woman Drow through the shadows in the corner of the room.

"Hello. Barrett greeted politely.

"Hello. The other party responded, "Can you close the door, and help me tighten the curtains by the way." ”

“...... No problem. If the other party wasn't a drow elf who was afraid of the sun, Barrett might have to think crookedly. No, he's thinking crookedly now.

The barbarian gently closed the door in a strange way, and walked slowly to the window. Behind the tulle curtains, there is also a rather thick layer of purple cotton wool curtains, and if they were all drawn, the room would probably become pitch black.

He only half-closed the velvet curtains, "I'm sorry, but I can't see in complete darkness like you drow elves. So, in order not to mess up the supplies, is it okay to be in this state at the moment?"

The other party nodded, looking at him silently with those bright red eyes, "What's your name, human." ”

"You can call me 'Barrett'. The barbarian said as he continued to release the items in the spatial ring.

Long strings of pork sausages, liver puree and blood sausages, and muya sausages, six barrels of fresh milk, ten plates of cottage cheese, two barrels of red wine, three jars of honey, ten bags of barley, ten bags of wheat, ten bags of oats, three barrels of olive oil, five bags of potatoes, five bags of onions, five bags of turnips......

These things were neatly stacked in the room, but they still made the room cramped and cramped.

Are these drow elves here to escape the famine?, Barrett wondered in his mind. If it weren't for the fact that the space ring was large enough, it really wouldn't have been able to hold so many items.

Even if so many things were pulled by horse-drawn carts, it would take three carriages, and that quest publisher really earned it. He thought.

Barrett split it up many times before he released it all. After that, he was so tired that he sat down on the chair next to the dining table, and kept rubbing his eyebrows, "Sorry, let me take a break." ”

If it had been before, Barrett would never have released so much in a short period of time. This can only show that after the trip to the underground, his spiritual power seems to have improved a lot.

Could it be the Mind Flayer's psychic attack, or the Underground Monster Fish controlling itself, or the Underground Illusion?

At that moment, he noticed that the woman, Drow, had silently walked in front of him. He looked sideways and saw that the female named Ellen Drow slowly reached out and held a red fruit in front of him.

"Do you eat strawberries?" she asked softly.

......