A Campsite Owner in S-Class Dungeon

Chapter 27: That Night

"How do you disinfect and drink the water from the stalactites?"

"All you have to do is gather them and boil them. You can get sick if you eat like this outside, but the water is cleaner in the Blue Starlight Dungeon."

"Really?"

This was the first time I knew. I thought the air and water would be contaminated because it was a Dungeon.

"Yes. It's because there are so many monsters in this Dungeon, but the environment is nice. When the air is so bad that ordinary people cannot endure, the word 'pollution' is added to the front. This includes Dungeons such as contaminated cemeteries and polluted waterways."

I was glad I didn't fall into such a place. I was underrated and might have been affected if not ordinary people.

'The Blue Starlight Dungeon is a good Dungeon for camping except for monsters...'

I put one mug on the floor to match where the water was falling from the stalactites.

Ttok, ttok, ttok...

The water ran out as low as real and tears. It seemed like it would take quite a while to gather enough to drink.

'I should stop doing this and cook first.'

Today, I was going to make fish cake skewer soup. First, I took out a table and the backpacking chair to use as a countertop from my backpack.

When I opened the table for folding backpacking, it turned into a large monitor size.

The same was true of the backpacking chair. It was so small that I wondered if it was an alternative chair, but when it was assembled, it became large enough to sit down.

Backpacking items had a more cute taste than those used at Campsite.

'It looks like I'm playing with some kind of toy.'

Square fish cakes, rice cakes, green onions, radishes, and other ingredients were all put on the table.

"Do I put this in, too?"

Hunter Dong-hwa was watching from the side as he beckoned for the rice cake and asked.

"Yes, I tried it when I went to Busan and it was delicious."

In Busan, bar rice cakes are also added to fish cake skewers. There, bar rice cakes made in this way were called Multteok[1].

"Don't you like it?"

"No. I didn't know this is how you eat it."

My gosh. How can he not know what to do?

I thought it would be quite common information even if the recipe that Multteok mainly enjoys in one area, but it was surprising.

No? If he hasn't been to Busan, he might not know...?

"They call it Multteok. It's chewy and delicious. It might not suit your taste, so try a bite Hunter-nim and if it doesn't, I'll eat it all."

"Yes."

Hunter Chae Dong-hwa nodded. There was something strange about him.

I'm good at everything, but I think I'm lost in a strange place. At the Campsite, I sometimes dozed off in front of the bonfire and fell asleep.

At that time, he woke me up to sleep inside because it was cold, but when I woke him up, I went in with my eyes blinking.

But today, he showed his trust while running through the dark cave. I don't know if he's originally a dull person or if he's just holding out.