Goblin Dependency

"Or would you stay on the day you left River Valley Town?"

With no additional clues, Xia Nan furrowed his brow and pondered for a moment, then decided not to dwell on it.

He left the tavern's second floor and returned to the street outside.

Thinking no matter what, he would first pay a visit to the adventurer association and see what's happening.

…

The association was located right next to the White Sparrow Tavern.

After taking just a few steps outside, that peculiar building resembling an oak tree appeared before him.

Just as deserted and devoid of people.

The bounty wall that used to be surrounded by adventurers, and the front desk office where people lined up, now only had the breeze passing through.

As his gaze swept through the empty hall, Xia Nan suddenly had a flash of insight.

His attention remained highly concentrated, always ready for combat.

Yet his body moved towards the corner of the hall, heading in the direction of the alchemist's shop.

No matter if he could get out eventually.

If this world truly only had him alone and various items were completely replicated here.

Those expensive potions priced at tens or hundreds of gold on the alchemy shop shelves, wouldn't they all become ownerless?

His emotions fluctuated inside him and reached a peak as he actually took a fifty-gold Healing Potion from the shelf.

At this moment, Xia Nan couldn't help but want to sweep the entire shop clean, packing up and taking away all the potions.

And just as his thoughts were surging.

A vague, pitch-black shadow in the corner of the shelf was caught by the corner of his eye.

"What potion was originally placed there?"

This was his first reaction in his mind.

Suddenly stunned, realizing some kind of possibility.

He clutched the Healing Potion in his palm and quickly walked out of the shop, heading towards the staircase leading to the association's second floor.

The way was smooth, without encountering any obstacles.

But as he ascended the stairs to the corner, looking towards an area he had never seen before.

What entered his view was only a vague black shadow.

Impossible to touch, unable to get closer.

Casually pulling off the bottle cap, he poured the entire Healing Potion into his mouth.

The taste was still sweet and refreshing, yet the warm flow that restores stamina and heals injuries did not appear.

As if it was just a bottle of sweet water, losing its healing efficacy.

Xia Nan walked out of the association, gazing at the deserted streets.

He randomly picked an alley he had never been to before—shrouded in shadows;

Entered a clothing store he had never visited before—filled with shadows inside;

Forcefully opened a storage box with unknown contents—shadow…

At this moment, he finally realized.

The place he was in now was not the mirror world he once thought was reality.

But a perspective dominated by his own memories and cognition, showcasing River Valley Town as he had seen it.

Countless chaotic thoughts intertwined in his mind.

Xia Nan stood on the street, pondering, his gaze sweeping over the familiar scenery around him.

For some reason, even though the trigger mechanism was completely different, the scenes he came to had fundamental differences.

Yet at this moment, he couldn't help but recall the memories of following the Half Elf Squad deep into Mist Forest and accidentally entering the Snake Cave Secret Realm more than half a year ago.

In some respects, both seemed to have similarities.

Both involved creations appearing out of nowhere with a strong style of the Otherworld—scattered oriental classical buildings throughout the forest and strange statues of unknown origin, inexplicably heated;

Both had environments that suddenly changed—moving from the real world to a certain Other Space.

And if it truly was as he imagined.

Just like the Drip Dew in the deepest part of the snake cave.

Certainly, there existed a core object within this area that could help him escape from it.

"Clack... clack..."

Thinking.

In his ear, there was a subtle and clear strange noise coming from the end of the street.