Semua Bab Godfather World: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Ping!Instead of the usual blue notification window notification he saw, Zen blinked in surprise at the purple notification screen.[You are about to unlock a unique quest. By proceeding with this quest, you abide by the rules of Omerta with Godfather Estrada and will not divulge details of the quest to any candidates in Godfather High. Do you wish to proceed?]Zen froze. Omerta with the Godfather?He wanted to decline at once, but there was no such option. Tearfully, he could only accept it and pray that his party members would ask him no questions. It was just a stupid detour from the main path. Why was he involved with another omerta? It was too unfair how he couldn’t even decline the unique quest!Those watching Zen

In no time, Zen sought out all the mushroom monster variants in the forest. They could be found far from the main path and usually travelled alone. He realised that caps were not the only things these zombie puffballs could spawn with. Two rarer variant forms wore sunglasses and wigs. The wig-wearing mushroom variant dropped hair weaves, and the sunglasses-wearing variant dropped shade fragments.Zen had no idea what they did, but he kept them. Although he wasn’t a hoarder by nature, throwing them away would be a waste, especially when Zen had infinite game inventory to abuse. Who knew if these were crafting ingredients for Hernie’s requests in her chain quest? She was an accessory crafting NPC as well as a potion shop NPC. It was usually rare to find an NPC with two specialisations, but this dungeon made little sense so far. There was no way Hernie would not have a chain quest.

“Welcome back,” Father Clarence greeted. “There are a lot of dangers lurking in the wilderness. Please be more careful during your adventure. If you require healing items or assistance, visit me at the chapel. May the goddess bless you.”Ah, one of the questions Zen was curious about was answered. Although the death wasn’t intentional, he was glad it happened.The Shady Merchant was just up ahead, but Father Clarence went the opposite direction. Zen watched him disappear through the stage entrance portal and blinked. Was that how he could travel freely between unlocked floors in the dungeon?Curious but unwilling to test the theory yet, Zen silently thanked the healer NPC and sighed. Now that he was back at the stage entrance, perhaps he could follow the main route that everyone else to

According to Hernie’s map, the closest variant was the forest bully. Zen was looking for a Hip Samurai Vampire Mushroom monster, also known as the sunglasses-wearing purple mushroom variant. “It can be found in the forest bullying weak puffball zombie mushrooms practising its fang and wing attacks. The Hip Samurai Vampire variant often does this for entertainment and eats the spores of defeated puffballs.”Reading Hernie’s research notes proved to be both helpful and disturbing. Zen knew how scientists worked. They recorded detailed observations that can be helpful in deductions and hypotheses. However, he had no desire to learn about the sadistic tendencies of different monsters. It was interesting, but Zen could feel his dinner disagreeing with him after reading Hernie’s notes about how these forest bullies tore up their pr

“H-Hi?”The monster named Lil’ Mushade had his chin up into the air as he studied the stranger knocking on his door earlier. Everything about this mushroom variant screamed over-inflated arrogance in a way that made Felix and Johan look humble. What gave him the confidence and ego to look down on others like an inferior species when he was draped in an awful sense of fashion?Zen did not often judge others by their manner of speech, gait or dressing. However, Lil’ Mushade was a classic example of second-hand embarrassment for trying too hard. Everything from those braids in his hair to the golden ring piercings at the tip of his tail screamed fake. Not a single scale on this underwater mushroom was authentic.Sneering at the one who came knocking on his door, the sense of self-importance skyr