The Divine Summer Empire's trading post was open only to citizens of the Divine Summer Empire.
Mark Lin had access to use the trading post, but his permission level was very low—only Level 1.
To gain greater permissions, he would have to increase his contribution points.
But that was for later; for now, it had nothing to do with him.
He quickly glanced over the items for sale in the trading post.
Weapons, armor, jewelry, materials—everything was there.
But none of it was cheap.
Mark Lin had just over 100 gold coins on him, not even enough to buy the cheapest iron-tier weapon.
As for the more expensive bronze and silver-tier items, he could only look—they weren't even remotely related to him.
After jotting down the values of some low-level materials, he started checking the available quests.
The monster levels in the outskirts of West Sea City ranged mostly from level 10 to 20, considered a low-level area.
There weren't many quests related to this area, mostly simple material collection tasks.
[Unlimited Recycling of Green Sprout Grass, 50 gold coins per batch.]
[Unlimited Recycling of Black Wolf Fur, 20 gold coins per batch.]
[Unlimited Recycling of Beast Bones, 30 gold coins per batch.]
Alchemists, herbalists, blacksmiths, and other life-profession users all needed large quantities of materials for skill training.
They would process the materials into useful items and sell them for income.
During skill training, these life-profession workers could also level up.
This created a good cycle—life-profession users also had solid room for development.
"Hmm, this quest... is somewhat interesting."
[Conquer the Level 14 West Sea Mine dungeon, obtain the dungeon Boss—the Crystal Core of the Goblin King.]
[Note: Only Bosses from Nightmare difficulty or higher will drop this.]
The reward for the quest was 100,000 gold coins.
Such a high price clearly indicated that the quest was challenging.
The West Sea Mine was south of West Sea City, only about 50 kilometers away.
Mark Lin didn't plan to go; the level 14 dungeon required at least level 10 to enter, and he wasn't there yet.
Dungeon difficulty was divided into Normal, Nightmare, and Hell.
How hard Nightmare was, Mark Lin didn't know.
According to the description, Nightmare difficulty was at least several times harder than Normal.
Without a strong team, it was basically impossible to clear.
As for Hell difficulty, it was definitely not for ordinary players.
After checking around, Mark Lin left the trading post and headed to the city gate.
"Mark Lin, level 7, Necromancer?"
The city gate guard checked the permit Mark Lin had given him to verify his information.
Though puzzled—how could a level 7 player get permission to leave the city?
Outside, monsters started at level 10 minimum, making it dangerous to go out three levels below the monsters.
But the permit was real, and the guard quickly verified it.
"Your exit permit is now active. Unless special circumstances arise, you can freely enter and exit all major cities in the Divine Summer Empire."
"There are many monsters outside—stay safe and be careful."
"If things go wrong, run back quickly. It's not a shame to retreat; your life is more important."
"Especially at night, some monsters like to ambush under the cover of darkness."
The guard kindly gave Mark Lin his advice.
Mark Lin gave a slight bow. "Thank you, I will be careful."
As he stepped out of the city gate, a cold wind blew in his face.
The sky darkened noticeably, and the air grew heavy with oppression.
Inside and outside the city felt like two different worlds.
"This city wall is no ordinary thing!"
One city wall divided two worlds.
Mark Lin stepped forward and quickly disappeared into the wilderness.
The air grew increasingly oppressive, seemingly carrying the scent of bloodlust.
From time to time, distant beast roars echoed.
Occasionally, he saw people fighting monsters here, mostly level 10 or above professionals.
The city wall behind him had long vanished from sight, replaced by a thin layer of mist covering the horizon.
With a thought, a skeleton warrior stepped out from his Summon Space.
There were a total of 28 skeleton warriors in the Summon Space; after meditating last night to restore his spirit power, Mark Lin had summoned 4 more.
He looked at a monster about 20 meters away. "Go, take down that monster ahead."
The skeleton warrior immediately clattered forward.
At the same time, Mark Lin cast a detection spell.
[Goblin Patrol]
[Level: 10]
[Strength: 120]
[Agility: 50]
[Spirit: 50]
[Constitution: 120]
[Skills: None]
The level 10 Goblin Patrol was hideous, wielding a spiked club.
This monster focused on strength; its agility and spirit were pitifully low.
Its constitution was decent, meaning thick skin and tough flesh.
Compared to the skeleton warrior's total four attributes of 750, it was insignificant.
Here, the main monsters were goblin tribes.
They occupied a vast area, their territory stretching all the way to the West Sea Mine over 50 kilometers away.
The skeleton warrior had already reached the goblin in the blink of an eye.
The goblin noticed the skeleton warrior and launched a preemptive attack.
The spiked club cut through the air with a whoosh and slammed down.
The skeleton warrior didn't dodge and took the hit, producing a loud bang.
The goblin patrol's strength was considerable; even the skeleton warrior was shaken.
But that was all—raising its tattered greatsword, the skeleton warrior struck back with a swing.
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