Reincarnated in the Alternate World, I'm A Demonic Lord as Well as a Villager-Chapter 525 - 276: The Gold Adventure Group That Can’t Even Pass the First Stage Doesn’t Need to Exist_2

Chapter 525: Chapter 276: The Gold Adventure Group That Can’t Even Pass the First Stage Doesn’t Need to Exist_2

"Retreat now. This fishman is definitely a big shot at the Demon Envoy level."

The girl with long hair put away her Magic Wand and looked around for an escape route.

"Why retreat again? Don’t run away every time there’s difficulty. This is only the first small obstacle’s monster, and there are three or four more stages. Can’t the so-called Golden Adventure Group even handle this?"

Shami quickly communicated with Aowu, instructing Aowu to lower the difficulty of the stage.

Aowu let out a pained cry in understanding and pretended to fall into the river, causing all the fishmen to disappear.

"But, Luo Luo, we seem to have defeated the fishmen... Was that magic delay just now?"

A Shield Master boy holding a shield explained.

"Eh? It, it must be magic delay then..."

Luo Luo, being a Mage, was confused by the boy’s ’trust me’ expression, but since it was fine now, "Okay, then let’s keep going."

The adventure group successfully crossed the river and continued towards where the Treasure Chest Monster was located. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Since Slimes are now synonymous with great treasures, many adventure groups lose rationality upon seeing Slimes, shouting ’great treasure’ while following them around.

To maintain the stage’s stability, Shami didn’t include Slimes in the stage.

The adventure group walked for a while and saw someone sitting on top of a grave, cloaked entirely in a cape.

"Hey, humans, want to buy something from me?"

The adventure group cautiously approached and discovered it was a skeleton in a cloak.

"I am the undead merchant of this region. If you need to proceed further, you can stock up here."

The cloaked Bone Frame slowly displayed its wares.

"A wild merchant..."

Half-skeptical, the adventure group went over and, seeing no danger from the Bone Frame, looked at the items before it.

"Why is it all stockings? Isn’t there anything else to choose from? Like potions to restore energy or maps to clear the fog?"

Luo Luo looked at the Bone Frame in confusion.

"Sorry, my shop only sells stockings. But don’t underestimate them. These are seriously underestimated artifacts. When encountering extremely cold weather, wearing these thermal stockings will keep you warm; when facing swamp gas, covering your mouth and nose with these dense cotton stockings can reduce gas intake; feeling lonely? Wearing this rubber stocking in the right place will soothe each other."

"Why would a Bone Frame set up shop there?"

The Magical Girl looked on, puzzled.

"Only stages with supply merchants, bonfires for rest, or equipment upgrades will attract more adventure groups for exploration. If it’s a 100% failure-rate difficult stage, adventure groups definitely won’t come."

"To make adventure groups forget about the Demon Realm, we can only design more attractive stages to lure them in."

Shami doesn’t design stages randomly; every action has a purpose.

"And instead of letting villagers from various villages earn all the money for adventure group rest and supplies, why not earn some ourselves?"

"This is essentially self-directing and acting, right?"

"But, Elze, this is what the demon race does!"

The white-haired girl clenched her fists proudly.

"I’ll take one of each, and an extra rubber one."

"Me too."

"Each piece is 20 Gold Coins."

"So expensive!"

Despite complaining about the price, each male in the adventure group bought one to two pairs, and Luo Luo also bought a pair of thermal stockings.

The Bone Frame instantly made a tidy profit.

When the stage concludes and Shami takes the Gold Coins, she’ll give her 1 Silver Coin as salary.

"There are two more special items. Would anyone be interested? —— A personal 10-square-meter grave, facing north-south, well-ventilated and dry, for a one-time payment of 100 Gold Coins; it not only comes with an existing grave but also provides one-on-one exclusive services. If you die ahead, I can take care of your aftermath and give you a proper burial."

The Bone Frame began recommending brand new, uninhabited graves.

"Let’s avoid such ominous things for now."

The adventure group exchanged glances and shook their heads.

"Such brave adventurers. How about the Teleportation Scroll then?"

The Bone Frame pulled out a roll of scroll.

"This is a Teleportation Scroll that can return to this spot within a 100-kilometer radius. If you encounter insurmountable danger ahead, you can crush the scroll to return here."

The adventure group looked on with delight.

This is the real artifact!

A scroll with teleportation abilities is an absolute lifesaver, essentially granting an extra life.

"We need this!"

"1000 Gold Coins~"

"Shami, is it okay to put your Teleportation Gate function into the scroll like this? It might get studied thoroughly if given away so casually."

The Magical Girl looked at Shami worriedly.

"Don’t worry. It’s just a normal scroll with no real function." Shami crossed her arms. Why would a demon king easily give away their skills?

"Wait, so it’s a completely useless scroll?"

"Of course."

"Isn’t this deceitful to consumers? After this, no adventure group will ever buy anything from the Bone Frame!"

Shami sneered coldly.

"Hmph, we do one-off business. These makeshift stages don’t need repeat customers. When you’re out on adventures, be prepared to be deceived."

"Shami must have been inspired after our visit to the Holy Sword Scenic Area together!"

The white-haired girl immediately recognized the source of such familiar tactics.

Although the prices were costly, the adventure group still bought a Teleportation Scroll, rested for a while, and continued their adventure journey.

Once the adventure group was far away, the Bone Frame quickly packed up and fled.

Shami designed a total of four mini-bosses for this stage.

The adventure group, remaining vigilant, suddenly discovered a church up ahead.

"Luo Luo, isn’t it strange to see a church in the wilderness?"

The adventure group hesitated but decided to knock.

There was no response.

The adventure group pushed the door open, and it creaked open slowly.

On the main altar stood Pink Minotaur in a Priest’s Robe, mercifully spreading his arms wide, gazing fondly at the adventure group.

"Welcome to the Pure Love Sect’s service. Please take a seat, adventurers."

"You’re supposed to hinder the adventure group’s progress, not convert them to a sect, Pink Minotaur! I didn’t even mind you building a church on your own, but what’s with the lack of fighting spirit?"

The adventure group members turned pale upon seeing the Minotaur.

"C-c-cow, Minotaur? It’s said that female adventurers most fear falling to cave goblins, and male adventurers most fear falling to Minotaurs. If caught by a Minotaur, all you can do is brace for the worst, right?"

Even if some understood this area, it was beyond human limits for a Minotaur.

The adventure group’s boys exchanged glances and instantly retreated a few steps.

"Luo Luo, Captain, we should retreat!"

"Eh, we haven’t fought yet. My Magic Power has mostly recovered, and this Minotaur doesn’t look like a bad guy."

"Let’s vote. Raise your hand if you agree to retreat. Three to two, okay, everyone retreat!"

The boys lifted the long-haired girl, and within less than a minute, the whole adventure group fled the woods.

"..."

Shami, who was planning to adjust the stage difficulty as needed, fell silent.

"Fine, fine, I’ll remember you, adventure group. Next time you come to the Demon Realm, I’ll send Lureya to deal with you."

"A Demon Envoy must be dispatched~... Why does it sound like you’re mocking me! Let me out!"

Although the adventure group only had one battle with a fishman and gave up the entire adventure without much accomplishment,

from a gaming perspective, Shami saw the feasibility of setting up stages in this adventure.

Setting up challenging Underground Cities, cellars, or caves claiming to contain demon treasures on the Aireland Continent could greatly divert the adventure group’s attention.

Shami looked at the Demon Envoy beside her and quickly made plans.

At this moment, important news came from the Wisteria Tree Spirit.

[Master Shami... a force of ten thousand, armored, in a military formation is approaching the Demon Realm... From my observations... they’re unlikely here for a picnic, cough cough...]