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

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  [ spiritual perception: you have sensed that the 'hand of mist' has the aura of destruction, eternal silence, ice, and other psychic spells. Anyone who is touched by the 'hand of mist' will be instantly crushed into ice fragments ... ]


  A strong throbbing feeling surged in his heart.


  Roger's eyes were filled with vigilance.


  That fair and flawless hand gently pointed at Roger!


  A mocking voice resounded in the world.


  It sounded like a reprimand from a patient who had been sick for a long time.


  An extremely cold aura enveloped Roger.


  The surrounding temperature was dropping at a visible rate.


  Everything that Roger could see with his naked eyes had turned into silver.


  All of this had been dyed into the glory of the North!


My friend wants to be an Inn owner