In the third basement level of Nifonium, I collected speed seeds and checked the performance of the fusion bullets against a mummy.

　If bullets launched from two pistols hit each other before the monster, they fused together to create a new effect.
　Regular bullets are used for piercing bullets, flame bullets and frozen bullets are used for annihilation, and recovered bullets are used for sleeping bullets.

　Also, flaming bullets and recovery bullets create divine flames, and the mammy-like undettoes melt like butter when they are burned.
　Because of the phenomenon and the nature of the opponent's monster, we named it the purification flame, the Holy Flame Bullet.

　A fusion bullet created by the two bullets.
　Is it because it's this gun, or is it because of my constitution?
　I don't know, but I do know that they always fuse when they collide.

　There's just one problem: you have to fire two bullets at it and hit it in the air to make it fuse.
　My success rate is still about 90%, but this is a necessary situation to use it, so I'll have to practice to get it to 100%.

　With that in mind, I took down Mammy with penetrating bullets using normal bullets.
　Regular bullets have little effect on Mammy's tough body, but if it becomes a piercing bullet, it can pierce her head with a single shot.

　Although there is a surprise attack unique to Nifonium, I was able to practice my fusion bullets a lot against mammies that are slower than zombies and skeletons, and my success rate went up a little bit.

　Incidentally, as I hunted the mammies, my speed seed rose from a B to an A.

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　This afternoon, I'm not at my daily routine in Terdungeon, but in a nice building in town.
　In the reception room of the Cyclodungeon Association, I'm facing the dungeon master, the skinhead with the beard I saw the other day.

　The last time I saw him, I was in a state of high spirits right after a battle, so I didn't mind, but being alone with him when I was calm was a bit scary.
　He had such a stern face.

I'm sorry to call you out of the blue. Well, have a cup of tea and calm down.

　The head of the dungeon said and offered me a cup of tea that his secretary had made for me.
　There were two teacups of fragrant tea.

　He added a sugar cube to his tea.
　Potong, potong, potong, potong, potong, potong, potong, potong, potong, potong.

Too much sugar, don't you think?

　I tweaked my voice backwards, so much so that I had to tweak it, so much so that it was a sight to behold.
　There was literally a mountain of sugar cubes in the teacup, and the sugar cubes were sticking out on top of the tea like icebergs floating in the ocean.

　The chief of the dungeon had been drinking the tea (?) He gulped down a stern smile and let his stern face light up.

To tell you the truth, I have a sweet tooth.
There are limits!
You can have your drink now.
When did you put sugar in your tea?

　My teacup was also piled high with sugar cubes.
　It's slightly dissolved, turning it into an amber-colored sludge.
　If you drink this stuff, you'll be a diabetic all over again.

　I couldn't drink it, so I put it down and listened to him.

'Well, why did you call me today?'
Hmm. You know a town called Hetero?
Hetero?

　I nodded my head.
　Is it bad that I don't know?
　As I nodded my head, the dungeon master began to explain.

There are only three dungeons in the city to the east of Cyclo, and because of that, it's a livestock city with a lot of high quality meat.
I see.

　Hetero, nearby city, dungeon drops all the meat in three dungeons.
　Ryota, I learned.

'What's up with that hetero?'
A long time ago, a dungeon was created between Ciclo and Heero. It's located right in the middle of the two cities.
Yeah.
'It's just that it's right in the middle, and there's been a lot of wrangling about whether the dungeon is Cyclo's or Hetero's. As you know, when you buy a dungeon drop, a certain amount of tax is deducted in advance. Which dungeon belongs to which city's finances are at stake.

　Heh, they were withholding tax on the purchase.

'In that sense, Nihonium was a pain in the ass.

　Yeah, you can't get a tax because there's no ...... drop.

'So they finally came to an agreement recently, and they're going to decide which one will be the one with the drops. It was agreed that if there are too many vegetables in the hierarchy, they will be the ones with cyclo, and if there are too many meats, they will be the ones with hetero. That's what they agreed on.
I see.
That's where I need you to do some research. You're the strongest and highest drop guy I know.
How did you know about my drop rate?

　I'm sure he's not talking to anyone but Emily.

'I've heard rumours of bamboo shoots and watermelons. I don't know the numbers, but if they can bring in that many drops, the drop rate must be pretty high.'
I see.

　Circumstantial evidence, I suppose.

Actually, I've done some homework.
"Huh?
'It's only because it's between two cities that the vegetable and meat drops are almost evenly matched in the hierarchy.
Then why?
It's a rare monster drop.

　The dungeon master looked straight at me.
　He looked at me with a fearful, serious face.

''Rare monster rare drops, that's what determines the outcome. And since not everyone can produce rare monster rare drops, we need to send out the ones with the highest drop rate.
I see.
Do me a favor. Of course I won't make you work for free, I'll give you a gold seal when it belongs to the other side, and when the dungeon comes under Cyclo's jurisdiction, I'll waive the tax on the drop completely for you only.

　Tax exemptions.
　That's delicious.
　And ...... yeah, it's a fair price.

　If the dungeon belongs to Cyclo, he can take taxes from hundreds of people, so it's rather easy to get one of the architects of that dungeon exempt from taxes.

　If it makes sense.

Okay, I'll try.
'Thank you!　Thank you so much.

　The dungeon master stood up and gripped my hand tightly across the table.

"This is a small price to pay in advance.

　With a clatter, the door opened and the secretary from earlier brought out a mountain of sugar cubes.

'I don't want those!'
No, no, no, no, no, sugar's energy, sweetheart.

　The dungeon chief threw one of the sugar cubes straight into his mouth, making his stern face smile.

　I politely declined the advance payment as it could lead to diabetes, no joke.

　This is how the unexpected request to investigate the dungeon came in.