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Who Says I’m Not a Legitimate Adventurer?

Chapter 31: A New Stage in Biological Research · Oct 08, 2026

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1 Chapter 1: You’d Better Be a Proper Talent 2026-10-08
2 Chapter 2: Second Talent: Ouroboros Ring 2026-10-08
3 Chapter 3: Half a Month Equals a Year of Effort 2026-10-08
4 Chapter 4: Brass Lantern Base 2026-10-08
5 Chapter 5: Congratulations, Mr. Raven 2026-10-08
6 Chapter 6: Gathering Coppercap Mushrooms 2026-10-08
7 Chapter 7: Environmental Stability 2026-10-08
8 Chapter 8: Skill Allocation 2026-10-08
9 Chapter 9: Basic Botany and Simple Potion Crafting 2026-10-08
10 Chapter 10: Unlocking the Research Function 2026-10-08
11 Chapter 11: Stability Plummeting 2026-10-08
12 Chapter 12: First Battle 2026-10-08
13 Chapter 13: Swordsman Advancement Requirements 2026-10-08
14 Chapter 14: Slaughter All the Goblins 2026-10-08
15 Chapter 15: Biological Research Activated 2026-10-08
16 Chapter 16: Talent: Iron Stomach 2026-10-08
17 Chapter 17: Violet Academy 2026-10-08
18 Chapter 18: Legacy Class 2026-10-08
19 Chapter 19: 【Fire Thief】 2026-10-08
20 Chapter 20: Large-Scale Joint Extermination Commission 2026-10-08
21 Chapter 21: 33 Points of Proficiency 2026-10-08
22 Chapter 22: Specialty: Trench Rat’s Bite 2026-10-08
23 Chapter 23: Growing Stronger Every Day 2026-10-08
24 Chapter 24: Unlocking the Codex 2026-10-08
25 Chapter 25: Privacy Secrets and Social Networks 2026-10-08
26 Chapter 26: Class Bonus 2026-10-08
27 Chapter 27: The First Vanguard Departs 2026-10-08
28 Chapter 28: Filling the Knowledge Panel 2026-10-08
29 Chapter 29: Going Home to Make Ointment 2026-10-08
30 Chapter 30: Goblin Warchief 2026-10-08
31 Chapter 31: A New Stage in Biological Research 2026-10-08
32 Chapter 32: The First Death and Legacy 2026-10-08
33 Chapter 33: Slaughter, Green Blood Splattering 2026-10-08
34 Chapter 34: Pale Sentinel, Alvis 2026-10-08
35 Chapter 35: What You Should Desire Is the Body of a Young Lady 2026-10-08
36 Chapter 36: Attribute Lock 2026-10-08
37 Chapter 37: Earning Twenty-Five Silver Coins a Day! 2026-10-08
38 Chapter 38: Future Profits Tenfold, Hundredfold 2026-10-08
39 Chapter 39: Control Over One’s Own Desires 2026-10-08
40 Chapter 40: Preparing to Resign 2026-10-08
41 Chapter 41: Soul Wear 2026-10-08
42 Chapter 42: Securing the Order at Original Price 2026-10-08
43 Chapter 43: Elves and Half-Elves 2026-10-08
44 Chapter 44: The Flowering Period of Elves 2026-10-08
45 Chapter 45: Basic Potion Crafting 2026-10-08
46 Chapter 46: Item: Confession of the Phantom Iris 2026-10-08
47 Chapter 47: Farewell 2026-10-08
48 Chapter 48: Azure Dragon Ultimate Style 2026-10-08
49 Chapter 49: Gale March Breathing Technique 2026-10-08
50 Chapter 50: The First Hunter King 2026-10-08

His vision began to blur, and his limbs grew as heavy as if they had been filled with lead.

In the brief moment he lost focus, the rhythm of the battle was instantly thrown into chaos.

A Goblin seized the opportunity, its wooden club sweeping viciously toward his lower body.

Damian barely managed to leap up to evade it, but he failed to guard against the spear flying in from behind.

The sharp spear tip grazed his cheek, bringing with it a spray of blood.

The intense pain forced his already scattered consciousness to gather for a fleeting instant—but it was more like a final flash before death.

Looking at the grotesque monsters on the outskirts, grinning as they tightened the encirclement, Damian’s heart sank bit by bit.

The longsword in his hand had never felt so heavy.

He knew that he would probably die here.

At this moment of despair, for some reason, the morning of this very day surfaced in the boy’s mind.“Senior Raven……”

The corners of Damian’s mouth curled into a bitter smile as blood dripped down his chin onto the pristine white cobblestones.

“Sorry… it looks like I can’t keep my promise to you.”

“I still couldn’t survive, after all.”

“Clang!”

Another heavy collision rang out.

Damian gritted his teeth, his arms trembling as he barely raised his weapon to block the club swung by a Goblin brute.

The searing pain from his split tiger’s mouth made it almost impossible to hold onto the sword hilt. Large patches of darkness began to appear frequently in his vision.

That was a sign of extreme oxygen deprivation in the brain.

His arms felt as heavy as if weighed down by massive stones. Even the simple act of lifting his sword to block became incomparably difficult, and the blade involuntarily sank a few inches.

The cunning Goblins around him clearly saw that their prey was at the end of its strength.

They let out excited and cruel shrieks, their weapons swinging faster and faster.

“Bang!”

Another powerful sweeping strike.

Damian instinctively raised his sword to block.

But this became the final straw that broke the camel’s back.

The forcibly activated breathing technique backlashed within his body, and combined with the immense impact, it completely destroyed his last trace of balance.

The boy was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily onto the hard cobblestone ground.

Pain and dizziness struck simultaneously, and his consciousness plunged into darkness as he completely fainted.

Seeing their prey collapse, the surrounding Goblins instantly erupted into chaotic screeches, swarming forward as they fought to claim the human’s head.

At this critical moment—

“Whoosh—”

A sharp tearing sound of air suddenly rang out from the dense forest to the side.

An arrow shot out from the woods without warning, piercing cleanly through the throat of a Goblin that was just about to throw a short spear.

【System Notification: Goblin Research Progress +1】

This sudden change caused the previously frenzied Goblin group to freeze for a brief moment.

Immediately after, a figure burst out from the forest like a cheetah.

The figure did not pause even while running, smoothly drawing the bowstring again.

The second arrow whistled through the air, pinning another Goblin spearman—who had just reacted—to the ground.

【System Notification: Goblin Research Progress +1】

Lance’s gaze was as cold as ice, his footwork astonishingly swift.

He charged at full speed toward where Damian had fallen. At the moment he was about to enter the battle circle, the short bow in his hand was drawn into a full moon.

The final arrow left the string, sending away the last Goblin spearman on the field who posed a ranged threat.

【System Notification: Goblin Research Progress +1】

At this point, the Goblin scouts responsible for outer vigilance finally snapped back to their senses.

Shrieking, they waved their stone spears, attempting to stop this reckless human.

But the distance between them had already shrunk to less than five meters—the bow had lost its usefulness.

Without hesitation, Lance swung the sturdy hazel short bow in his hand and smashed it hard across the face of a charging scout.

“Smack!”

The scrawny Goblin was sent spinning in midair before crashing heavily to the ground.

Taking advantage of this opening, Lance casually discarded the short bow and, with his left hand, smoothly equipped the iron-rimmed round shield on his back.

He had only one objective.

Reach Damian!

Lance curled his body behind the shield, transforming himself into a charging war chariot.

“Bang!”

The shield slammed violently into a blocking scout.

The immense kinetic force sent it flying several meters away.

For an ordinary Adventurer, such full-force shield charges could only be performed four or five times before exhaustion set in.

But Lance was an exception.

Every one of his charges, every exertion of strength, was at peak condition without reservation.

The Goblin scouts attempting to block him were like fragile straw dummies in his path, unable to slow him down in the slightest.

Even the burly Goblin brutes were drawn by the commotion, turning their heads with uncertain expressions.

In just a few strides, Lance had forcefully carved through the encirclement and arrived at Damian’s side.

He quickly glanced at the boy on the ground.

His chest was still rising and falling.

Good—just unconscious.

Lance let out a breath of relief, and with his right hand, smoothly drew the fine steel short sword at his waist.

His left leg stepped forward, his center of gravity lowered, the shield guarding half his body, the short sword hidden behind it.

A standard opening stance of Castro Swordsmanship.

Four sturdy Goblin brutes roared as they surrounded him, their spiked wooden clubs crashing down like a torrential rain.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Dull impacts rang out densely across the shallows.

Lance was like a reef in the midst of crashing waves—no matter how the enemies attacked, the round shield in his hand always blocked the fatal blows at the most precise angles.

The essence of Castro Swordsmanship lay in defensive counterattacks.

However, against the frenzied bombardment of a group of Goblins, it usually required three to four consecutive blocks before finding a chance to strike.

This kind of high-intensity passive defense placed enormous strain on the arm holding the shield.

For an ordinary person, after blocking a dozen heavy blows, their arm muscles would become numb and weak from the shock, causing them to lose grip on the shield.

But Lance had already withstood nearly thirty heavy strikes.

His left arm remained as steady as if cast from steel, without the slightest tremor.

What terrified the Goblins even more was his deadly counterattacks.

With every strike, Lance mobilized the full strength of his body’s muscles in an explosive burst.

Combined with the 5% additional penetration granted by the newly acquired specialty 【Trench Rat’s Bite】—

The fine steel short sword became incomparably sharp.

“Puchi!”

A flash of sword light.

Another Goblin scout clutched its spurting throat and collapsed.

Every strike from Lance was fatal, harvesting lives one after another.

That horrifying pressure—where no amount of attacks could exhaust him, and any attempt to swarm him only led to being counter-killed—finally instilled fear in the not-so-intelligent Goblins.

They howled as they retreated a few steps, no longer daring to clash head-on. Instead, they drove the expendable scouts around them forward to wear down Lance’s stamina.

Exactly what Lance wanted.

Amid the seamless transitions between offense and defense, he calmly stabbed six more Goblin scouts wielding stone spears to death.

One more.

Just one more kill, and he could unlock the next stage of Biological Research.

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