Goblin Dependency
Chapter 59 - 59 43 Dewdrop

59: Chapter 43 Dewdrop 59: Chapter 43 Dewdrop [Green Pine]

Type: Wooden Sword

Level: Rare (Blue)

Effect:

+15% Damage to Undead Creatures (Yang Flame)

+20% Damage to Snake and Scorpion-type Creatures (Yang Flame)

Description:

A specially crafted wooden sword from an ancient sect, formed under harsh conditions with rare materials, granting it significant power against certain types of creatures.

Note:

“Since my entry as a beginner, I’ve been taught by my master and assisted by fellow disciples, which I deeply appreciate.

Now, having heard of the snake and scorpion scourge devastating my hometown, leaving people homeless, though I am weak and lacking in talent, I cannot forget the past kindness that nurtured me.

Thus, I humbly request the master’s permission to descend the mountain to eliminate the demons and bring peace to the people.”

——Inner Sect Disciple of “Bamboo Spring Temple” · Li Haoran

…

Xia Nan’s gaze paused, feeling a sense of astonishment.

“This…

indeed is a product from another world!”

Up until now, the distinctive styles of the buildings encountered along the journey, including the cave Xia Nan currently found himself in, and the enormous black snake within the cavern, all made sense.

Although it was unclear what exactly transpired, there was no doubt that these entities originated from another world, entirely different from the fantastical world he was in now.

And somehow, they had been incorporated into this space in a fragmented form.

Xia Nan felt a sense of relief.

The “attribute panel” Golden Finger he brought with him after crossing over seemed only to display information about equipment and tools, far less useful than the systems with upgrade and point allocation functionalities he had imagined.

Yet, in the real world, it provided him with enormous assistance in various aspects.

Whether it was the Beheading Longsword discarded in the corner of the Blacksmith Shop or the truth revealed through the panel information.

Without the bonus from this Golden Finger, while it wouldn’t be impossible to make progress, he wouldn’t be as unhurried as he was now.

Not to mention this blue rare equipment, appearing ordinary like just a regular wooden sword in his hand.

Xia Nan took out the remaining gauze from his backpack and carefully wiped the dust off the sword blade.

The wooden sword’s form, originally concealed under sand and soil, gradually revealed itself before him.

About three feet in length, a One Handed Sword, shorter than the Beheading Longsword;

Made entirely of the black-brown ebony, with a texture that is smooth and soft, the hilt and guard are integrated with the blade in a simple short round design, free from unnecessary decoration.

In appearance alone, apart from its color and some distinctive stylistic details, it seemed no different from the wooden swords used in daily training.

Only Xia Nan knew that this seemingly ordinary One Handed Sword was, in this world, genuinely an Enchanted Weapon.

He examined the blade closely, noting that after wiping, its surface showed hardly any marks, appearing as if brand new.

Then he rummaged through his backpack and found the hemp rope he had bought before setting out, tying it with the Beheading Longsword to his back.

Glancing at the pale skeleton leaning against the stone wall, Xia Nan paused, sighing silently.

Although there were no other items around the corpse to prove its identity, the information from the panel allowed him to roughly confirm that this was the one who left the name “Li Haoran” in the note.

Combining this with the large snake corpse in the cave, and the sudden influx of snakes and insects in the Mist Forest, and the mention of a “snake and scorpion scourge” in the note,

he could roughly deduce the correlation among them.

However, the remains of this righteous man had now traveled to the Otherworld, along with the place of his burial.

No one here knew him, and besides himself, probably no one would learn of his story.

If he had not agreed to join the Half Elf’s team, hadn’t followed the team deep into the Mist Forest.

Perhaps he would still be lying quietly in this stone cave, accompanied by the giant snake corpse that had taken his life.

Even if some unfortunate adventurer inadvertently stumbled in, they would likely be only astonished by the snake’s size, dismissing the skeletal remains and the seemingly ordinary wooden sword as trivial.

Thoughts flowed through his mind.

Finding a way out wasn’t something that could be accomplished immediately, and there wasn’t any urgent danger to confront at the moment.

Xia Nan hesitated, then leaned down, righted the skeleton he had knocked over by pulling out a scale, laying it flat on the ground.

Surrounded on all sides by rock, the cave walls were difficult to dig through.

He gathered stones, piling them atop the skeleton until it was completely buried.

He even pulled out the dagger at his waist, found a slightly longer stone, carved the name upon it, and planted it in the center of the stone mound.

With limited resources, this was all he could do.

Xia Nan wasn’t sure about the customs of the other person’s world, but considering it was similar to the ancient civilization of his previous country, there should be a concept of “resting in peace.”

At least he had done his part sincerely.

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, he took one last look at the stone mound in the cave’s corner.

Then he withdrew his gaze.

Now, it was time to find a way out.

Just as he was about to trace along the edge of the cave, carefully feeling his way around.

The wooden sword he had just fastened to his back unexpectedly radiated a sense of heat.

“Hmm?”

Surprised, he reached for the hilt and unsheathed the sword.

Suddenly, as if guided, the sword’s tip pointed precisely to the spot where the skeleton had been leaning against.

The stone wall suddenly blurred for a moment.

Instinctively, Xia Nan held the wooden sword with his left hand and lightly tapped the surface.

Buzz——

In an instant, the cold, ashen wall vanished.

In its place, a small but exquisite stone room appeared.

The faint blue luminescent fungi that had grown between the rocks seemed to gather consciously at the top of the stone room.

The concentrated beam of light shone down like a spotlight from above.

At the center of the light was a conical stone projection, with a vine trailing over it.

At the end of the vine, hung a small and delicate gourd.

The gourd’s surface was golden as jade, crystal clear, shimmering under the light.

But all these things before him were no longer important to Xia Nan now.

Upon the moment the stone room unveiled itself, all his focus and attention were drawn to the gourd’s opening —

To the scintillating, golden dewdrop, suspended yet about to fall.

It seemed to be the origin of all surrounding illusions, the very core of these Otherworld artifacts.

“Ding.”

A sound akin to jade striking resounded in his ears, and the droplet quivered as if about to fall the next moment.

Instinctively, Xia Nan stepped forward, cupping his hands to catch it.

The dewdrop seeped into his skin.

Boom——

Numerous illusory shadows twisted before his eyes, the stone walls, vines, phosphorescence receding like a tide.

That familiar dizziness set in again.

The next moment, Xia Nan was once again standing amidst the shrubs and dense forest of the Mist Forest.

In his vision, the semi-transparent characters of the attribute panel flashed by like a flood.