People's eyes were strange, searching for the source of the smell, and finally followed the stench to find Lynlo's newly set up stall.
The boy leisurely roasted durians and noticed the strange looks coming from the streets and alleys. Instead of hiding it, he showed a sincere smile that begged to be punched:
"Special grilled durians, want to give it a try?"
This smile was clearly from someone who was serious about running a stall, but the things he was selling... were way too hardcore!
He was doing business, and durians themselves already had a unique taste... he couldn't just ruin his stall, right?
But the smell was truly repulsive.
Durians already had a pungent odor, and being grilled only made the stench stronger, with added warmth to it.
It was like simmering a pot full of concentrated sewage, slowly cooking on low heat. The taste was beyond nauseating.
And it was almost lunchtime, when many adventurers were preparing to eat something and head to the dungeon to earn some gold. How could anyone withstand this kind of revulsion?
The disgust made people want to vomit, losing their appetite while their stomachs growled.
A muscular man rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms, and aggressively walked toward Lynlo:
"I think you're just asking for trouble, kid! Urgh--"
Before he could play the hero, he bent down and vomited.
In the field of vision brought by the Ring of Grudges, Lynlo saw tendrils of faint black mist resembling rivers converging towards the ring on his hand.
-"Collected Grudge Points."
-"Collected Grudge Points."
-"Collected Grudge Points."
"Stop! You're not even human, so don't play the repeat button here." Lynlo hurriedly stopped it.
The voice of the Spirit Ring resonated in his mind. Every time it collected a trace of grudge, it would announce it, driving him crazy.
"This is an exclusive secret recipe, fragrant taste, have you tried it? The stenchy feeling, have you experienced it? Do you want to know?" Lynlo hardcore pushed his sales pitch to passersby.
"Don't need to know! Get lost!"
"Damn it! Just go buy some dry bread and head to the mine! Today is really a damn jinxed day!"
"Someone actually grills this kind of thing..."
Lynlo stood here with his stall for half a day, disgusting these adventurers to almost death during the peak of the crowd in the square.
He was feeling a bit ashamed at first.
Before he crossed over, he was just an ordinary high school student. Although not outstanding, he was at least a law-abiding citizen.
But slowly, he started feeling quite pleased with himself, because the grudge points he collected were genuine.
"It is regrettable to inform the host that the collected grudges are at most of grade C and D quality, with most being useless F-grade. No higher-grade grudges have been discovered..."
"Doesn't that mean I'm wasting my time?" Lynlo sounded a bit disheartened.
"Collecting low-grade grudges can only result in low-level rewards... Some of the collected grudges have been purified and converted into spiritual power to strengthen the host."
After the Spirit Ring finished speaking, Lynlo felt a surge of energy, as his spiritual power directly increased by 1 point.
New "attribute points" were usually only gained upon leveling up, but now he had been given one directly.
With the increase in spiritual power, his insight would also improve, as spiritual power was closely related to casting spells.
Lynlo continued to run his stall, but he also noticed a group of suspicious-looking adventurers.
These few people had just come out of the dungeon, with one person carrying a sack on their shoulder, revealing the outline of a human shape.
Human-shaped loot wasn't uncommon. Some people would capture goblins or other creatures and sell them as slaves to earn money. Many quarries would buy goblin slaves to work as laborers.
But this group of people had evasive gazes and were acting very abnormally.
Moreover, the silhouette in that sack was very delicate... could it be a girl?
The most crucial evidence was that...
They didn't emit any grudge despite the terrible smell of grilled durians.
Was there really someone in this world who couldn't be conquered by the smell of grilled durians? Impossible!Lynlo once baked durian in the dormitory, which caused a stir throughout the school and even made it onto the radio: "Notice and criticism: Lynlo from dormitory D305, stewing feces in the dormitory..."
The fact that even this tried-and-true trick didn't work is enough to show how nervous these adventurers are right now, with no time to consider anything else, afraid of being discovered by others.
The thing they are nervous about is probably related to the loot they are carrying on their shoulders.
"Ding - mission announcement: Track suspicious individuals and collect their grievances."
