My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

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Chapter 281: I’d Rather Be An Idiot
At the hot spring in Golden Quill Pavilion.

A few men moaned comfortably in the hot spring that was filled with water vapor.

“Golden Quill Pavilion is truly a paradise. Our adventurer team was only bronze-tier. They would only put us at the furthest point whenever we come here, let alone the hot spring. And they would serve us simple food too. Now that we’ve achieved the gold tier adventurer status, they let these special ladies serve us.” Arthur sat in the hot spring, his body wrapped in a modest towel. Behind him, a lovely maid was scrubbing his back diligently.

Clyde and Leon were also in the hot spring near him. They nodded in accord as they heard his words.

“It’s all thanks to Young Master Watson. Our treatment in the Golden Quill Pavilion and the City of Steel has changed. With Young Master Watson on our team, we will improve even more in the future! We should drink to our hearts’ content and celebrate properly.”

A few maids surrounded Clyde; they knelt on their knees and gently massaged his tall and sturdy body with their tiny hands.

“Honorable Mr. Clyde, the wine you requested has arrived. This is the top-quality red wine that the Golden Quill Pavilion has prepared for the few gold-tier adventurers.”

A maid entered from outside the hot spring shortly after Clyde’s voice faded. She held a tray in her hand that had a bottle of red wine; it looked exquisitely packed.

That scene led the three men to sigh once again at the service provided by the Golden Quill Pavilion.

“Let’s drink to a beautiful tomorrow together. Speaking of the team’s future, do you still remember what Young Master Watson said about clearing the maze’s 100th floor?” Arthur raised his glass and spoke as the maid distributed glasses of wine to everyone there.

Clyde and Leon nodded. They also raised their glasses and took a sip. Leon said, “Arthur, what do you want to say?”

“Even though our team has become better because of Young Master Watson, he will occasionally say some unrealistic promises. How is it possible to go so deep into the maze’s 100th floor underground? He also said that he wants to improve our strength and let us help him! Only that foolish woman, Annie, would believe such words. Since she hasn’t come out after such a long time, Young Master Watson must have entangled himself with her. She’s here at the Golden Feather Pavilion, but she can’t enjoy it. What a pity!”

“Yes, what a pity!”

Clyde and Leon glanced at the beautiful maid, whose clothes were exposed; they could not help but swallow their saliva. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but they felt as though their bodies’ blood circulation had increased significantly.

They might each take a handmaiden and get a room with them after their soak in the hot spring. As adventurers, particularly low-tier adventurers like them, they were frequently under pressure to take risks. Seeking out ladies to accompany them was a very natural way for them to relieve stress. Since they had a female member in the team, they typically conducted such activities in secret.

However, they could do so freely in the Golden Quill Pavilion. The service and ladies there were superior to those they had encountered previously. The most important thing was that the pavilion had preferential treatment for gold-tier adventurers; they did not even need to spend any money.

Arthur, Leon, and Clyde smiled lewdly when they realized they could embrace those plump bodies dripped with fragrance and freely frolic with them later. They felt as if they were in heaven, but they pitied Annie, who could not come out to enjoy herself.