God Bought My Bad Character and Gave Me a Blessing

Early morning in the dungeon

 The time now was 6 am. Checking my surroundings, there was no sign of anyone in the vicinity, as usual. I was standing in front of the dungeon’s 4th floor Monster House, commonly known as the Cobalt Mine.

 No one dives into the lower floors at such an early time, which is why I liked it. I took out the Goblin Beads, also known as the Summoning Orbs, from my Magic Pouch and summoned the goblins as usual.

 “Gobu corps, come out!”

 The dignified-looking older one of the goblin pairs, Gobu, and his minions have appeared.

 “Gobi corps, come out!”

 The friendly-faced Gobi appeared with his troop members, grinning.

 “Goba corps, come out!”

Goba, the good-looking guy amongst the goblins, appeared, dressed-up with his minions.

 “OK! Let’s move today, too.”

 “Gigigi!”

 “Gigigi!”

 “Gigigi!”

 I set foot into thMonster House with my 15 goblins. When one enters the Monster House, 10 monsters appear by default. However, when I entered, 160 Kobolds came out instead. I used to fight 40, this was a big step forward.

Suddenly, of the Monster Houses began to pulsate. I hurriedly returned the goblins to the Summoning Orb and rolled the oxygen cylinder, mask, and carbon dioxide cylinders from the magic pouch to the floor.

 During my previous dungeon runs, I used dry ice by sprinkling it with water to generate carbon dioxide. This method was very annoying, as it took a lot of time to raise the room’s carbon dioxide concentration.

 That’s where carbon dioxide is needed, Izakya’s carbon dioxide, mainly was used. Thanks to the magic pouch, there was no problem with the heavy cylinders, and above all, the work was easy and fast.

 I put on the oxygen cylinder and mask, firmly; making sure there were no leaks. I then loosened the carbon dioxide valve.

 Whoosh! 

 Carbon dioxide gas was emitted vigorously from the cylinders, and it filled the closed room. All I had to do now was wait, and the Kobold finally emerged from the crack in the wall.

“Oe!”

“Oe!”

“Oe!”

“Oe!”

 The Kobold’s vomiting reflex could be heard from the stereo; I could hear nothing else in my surroundings. The Kobolds collapsed to the floor as more Kobolds flooded into the dungeon, stepping on the fallen in the process.

“Oe!”

“Oe!”

“Oe!”

“Oe!”

 The Kobolds turned into smoke, leaving cobalt crystals laying on the floor from their vanishing.

“Oe!”

“Oe!”

“Oe!”

“Oe!”

 If I went with it this way, there was no doubt I’d be able to obtain 10 million cobalt crystals from one Monster House.

“Oe!”

“Oe!”

“Oe!”

“Oe!”

 This was my morning routine: listening to Kobolds vomiting.