Didn't someone say humans were animals that adapted?

Choi Haesol proficiently cut open a Goblin that had been burnt to death and pulled out the Bloodstone.

“Aigo. I've excavated them all.”

Haesol put the Bloodstone inside the bag, then stretched her back.

“Isn't it hard?”

“No.”

Haesol drank from the water bottle Sunggoo handed her. Woojin had taken the water out from his amazing pocket dimension. Clean water. She didn't have to worry about contamination. She knew they could get sick if they dared to eat and drink anything inside the dungeon.

“Hoo. Still, the Reinforcement Stones I ate before I came here helped a lot.”

“Haha. Keep taking whatever he gives you.”

It was Sunggoo's ironclad rule.

Never turn down anything given by Woojin.

Do what he asks, and don't do anything when he says no.

If one followed this rule, at the very least, one wouldn’t lose one's life.

Not long ago, Sunggoo had managed to solo clear a five star dungeon.

The stress and nervousness he’d felt that time couldn't be compared to what he felt right now. It felt like he’d come on a picnic with Woojin when he’d entered this dungeon. 

Still, he wasn't just playing around. He was breaking a sweat as he gathered the Bloodstones.

So, while not a picnic, it was sort of like digging for spring herbs?

At any rate, he knew for sure his life wasn’t in danger.

This was also true for Haesol.

“I was very surprised....