The Key In 10 Years

"Roger, the Lord’s Mansion is offering a reward for the corpse demon, do you want to pick it up together?" 
"No, I'm not very strong, so I won't take risks." 
"Roger, we still have one spot for the southern mine, would you like to come?"
 "Maybe next time..." 
"Roger, Roger... Nevermind, forget that I’ve asked." 
Ten years later. 
[You killed 1 Explosive Magic Frog, killing 164250 Explosive Magic Frogs in total] 
[Your magic resistance is increased to 100%] 
Roger, who was at the pool, rubbed his sore waist and said to himself, "Finally... I seem to have become a little stronger." 
... 
This was a fantasy wasteland world that had been radiated by nineteenth circle spells. Roger had been teleported with the profession model of "Hermit Ranger". He had only one wish: Before the real catastrophe broke out, he aimed to become a stronger every single day.

Dragon Boat Translation

I'm Really Not Targeting the Mages

DragonBoatTrans

  The night dew in the forest had yet to dry.


  The light of the sun shone through the gaps between the leaves.


  Even though the red robes were all wearing hoods, the corners of their foreheads were occasionally exposed, which made Roger blink.


  Roger was sure that this group of red robes were all handymen.


  They were evenly spread out at the edge of the forest, with magnifying glasses in their hands, probably searching for clues.


  He activated the mode of "axe sword immortal "!


  Roger's hands and feet were as light as a cat's.


  Then, he touched the back of the red-robed servant.


  He took out his life sword from his Qi orifice.


  After a simple and unadorned move of splitting a mountain.


Is it comfortable, master?