The tall, blond woman studied Ryan for a while, wondering if he was really serious about what he said. Every sane person who was still alive would try to clear dungeons and obtain as many classes as possible, but she didn't hear of anyone that decided to leave their countries behind just for that. Like America, Russia had many dungeons, considering both countries' terrain, she failed in believing that Ryan had cleared more than one hundred of them in less than five months.
"There aren't many dungeons in your country?" The woman asked.
"There are plenty of dungeons there, but as I said, I am looking for the special ones," Ryan replied. "The ones that are hard to clear."
Ryan was either insane or very confident in his skills. Even though it would be hard to level up dozens of classes, any reasonable person would try to focus on getting as many low-level classes as possible. Still, Ryan was greedy enough to think that such a method was a waste of time. After all, while he clears high-tiered dungeons, he obtains much more coins and better loot and classes that are at least three times better than the ordinary ones, and that was without mentioning the skills.
"… If you agree with our terms, we can guide you toward some of those dungeons," The blond woman said.
"I am listening," Ryan said.
"Aside from paying to use our dungeons, you must agree that all the loot will be ours," The blond woman said. "Also, while you stay within our territory, you will be on watch 24/7. You can't use your skills when you are not fighting inside the dungeons, and your beast has to stay put the whole time."
"That is fine. I don't see any reason why I should use my skills outside combat," Ryan said. "Unless someone makes me use them, I won't."
Those terms were a bit hard, but they were hardly a problem for Ryan. He could create his own magic items, and he preferred that way to rely on luck. As for the lack of freedom, it was only natural given that Ryan looked indeed suspicious crossing continents alone.
"My name is Natasha, and I am currently the leader of the survivors in the extreme eastern side of our country," The blond woman said.
"You can call me Ryan," Ryan said. "If you don't mind, I would like to visit the dungeons as fast as possible."
"All right, but before anything, I would like to ask you to pay for the visit of those dungeons before anything," Natasha said. "We don't know if you have enough coins for that, after all."
"That is fair. What are your prices?" Ryan asked.
"I believe we divided the dungeons on the same level you divided them, so you will have to pay one hundred thousand coins to use the level one dungeon, five hundred thousand coins to use the level two dungeons, and one million for the level three dungeons," Natasha said.
"Are you fine with that?"
"No problem," Ryan said. "While my main focus is the level three dungeons, I am also looking for a dungeon in which I can obtain the Alchemist class. Which one is the closest?"
"You are lucky. You can obtain the Alchemist class in a dungeon fifty kilometers away from here," Natasha said.
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