Although I Am Only Level 1, but with This Unique Skill, I Am the Strongest

Serene dungeon, first basement floor.

I was still snorting at raising the level of growth bullets here today.

Leia suppresses the rainbow slime, I shoot, Leia revives, and I shoot the resurrected slime.

I was doing that flip.

The level rise is roughly 1 in two hours.

It's not like it's easy to get up because it's the first one, or it's harder to get up behind you.

Working flow, I'm up level 1 in about two hours.

"How many times?"

"How many times?"

I don't need to be merging, so Leia asked me to stay human.

"Yeah, I might know how many times it takes to get to the level.

Perhaps it is more right to increase proficiency in the number of times you use it than to increase it in the number of times you experience it. "

If you think game-wise - the word swallowed up.

"I'll count."

Leia wasn't impressed, but started counting times to prove my guess.

Though I'm usually a robotic chick and very good for the task of counting like this.

"Thanks"

"... no"

Praised, Leia dyed her cheeks slightly.

Her birth - the birth of being plucked out of her soul and dolled, and I repeat what I say and do to shake my emotions if there's a gap.

In a positive direction, of course.

Negative is not right for sex.

Repeating such a leia and a level increase, I noticed that, uh, a little noisy away.

Something happened? And I stopped.

"Hey, it's a stop"

"Yes."

I went with Leia to the center of the noise.

That was in front of the rest stop.

With Cell's intention to become the new president of the Cyclodungeon Association, a rest stop is set up in the dungeon, glancing at the meaningless nihonium.

This is where adventurers can rest and heal their wounds.

There was one young adventurer in front of that berth, staring at the berth with suspicious eyes.

"Rest stop......"

"Hey there, if you don't want to come in, get out of the way. Standing around the entrance is getting in the way."

A different adventurer came and pushed the young adventurer away.

"Oh, man. What is this place... what is it?

"What do you mean you've been here lately?"

"Oh."

"I see. Nothing. Nothing like this. It's just a resting place built by the governing Cyclodungeon Society."

"How much will they take in one go?

"It's free."

"What..."

When the young adventurer was stunned, the responded adventurer gently shrugged his shoulders and went into the rest stop.

The young adventurers left behind.

"For free? Such an idiot. That's where you can recover in the dungeon, right? That's just... there's definitely something behind it."

And I was bumping.

When I tried to talk to him, another person from behind me spoke to me.

"Long time no see, Mr. Satou"

"What... Ena? Long time no see."

Standing there was Ena, a clerk at the shopping office, The Return of Swallow.

I met her at Elsa's best friend in Cyclo, but she must have been in Indore for a while.

"Why are you here? Is Indore good?

"Yeah, 'cause you're okay now. Here's a new job."

"A new job?

"I decided to build a buyout post in the dungeon. Look, with that system of buyouts that Mr. Satoh made for us."

"Oh."

It is an application of the ability to buy swallows in return for business trips and transfer magic carts.

Until now, it was just my mansion.

"You decided to spread it all the way to the dungeon"

"Yeah. You can cheapen your purchase if you get customers and you're in the dungeon, so you might make a profit."

"I see, that makes sense"

Given that adventurers can go out of their way to get back to the city and get it bought out instantly in the dungeon, there must be a certain number of people who use it for some sort of hassle-free and cheap assessment.

"Because I owe it to Mr. Satou to start this. Next time our master says he's going to thank you."

"Right. Is this just this selenium?

"Yeah, I can stand something else. Other than nihonium, of course."

Ena speaking with laughter.

I see, that's more and more, don't make it convenient to make money in the dungeon.

I don't owe you anything, but I'm pretty sure it makes it easier for other adventurers to make money.

Good thing.

"Hey, hey."

Talking to Ena, she spoke from the side.

The young adventurer from earlier, the man who was on guard at the rest stop.

He turns to Ena and listens roughly.

"I was listening to you right now, is it true we're going to build a buying house inside the dungeon?

"Yes, it's true."

Ena answered by making a sales smile.

"It will take a few days for the opening to begin, but please don't hesitate when it opens"

"Um... do I need to qualify for something to get me to buy it out?

"Qualifications? I don't need them."

"Such an idiot... such a good story..."

Shocked young man.

"But buying in a dungeon can be a little cheaper than doing it in the city."

Ena supplemented, but the man remained shocked, after all, and had an incredible look on his face.

I walked away with a bump and saying "it's impossible" and "there's something behind it".

"I don't know what's going on, I don't know if something's wrong with me."

"... maybe"

I know a phenomenon similar to that.

White companies - even if you don't go as far as that, it's a phenomenon where former Black company employees who re-enter a regular company become suspicious.

He's my colleague, same story I heard from someone who changed careers.

The new company is too kind, there's definitely something behind it.

What are you hiding? I also thought, "There's definitely something behind it" when I asked my colleagues how to do the company.

A sadness that's been tamed by black companies, right?

"You were in an uncut family, in an uncut dungeon."

"So this is what happens?

"It's something that suddenly becomes suspicious when the environment gets too good. You'll need time to get used to the white environment."

"Heh."

Ena looked at me with a flirtatious grin after dropping off the man's hindsight.

"So it's Mr. Satou's fault for making him that way,"

"Huh?"

"Isn't it all Mr. Satou's fault (,) that the treatment of the Cyclo and Indore dungeons has improved? We built a resting place and we set up a shopping place. The quality and atmosphere of the adventurers around us have improved."

Put your breath down, Nico, and stare straight at me.

"Ewwww. Thanks to Mr. Satou."

And I said.

... could be.

And if it really is.

It was worth everything, I thought.