Dungeon Reset

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The crevice areas turned into rainy weather at every turn.

It's because Bamum left with a rain curse before he died.

So the meanings of the cleft temple ‘Skeleton Castle’ in the middle were very special to participants.

A strong wall and roof to protect against monsters and the rain.

Warm sunstone lights lined up on the ceiling.

And the rice grains that were bitter underneath were symbols of abundance.

Suddenly, a landmine appeared in this peaceful and safe place.

Break through the roof with pleasure.

“Intruder incoming! Stop him!”

“Throw him out!”

The Skeleton Castle's participants charged toward the people with their weapons.

There has been no compromise since the rooftop was destroyed.

Half of the rice was left to harvest.

I didn't try hard to get it here either, but no one wanted to take the food out of the water once.

But Oh Dong-min was never an easy opponent.

No, it was incredibly strong.

“Diet Punch! ”

“Diet Kick! ”

“Diet Royal Straight……! ”

But did this kid have any grudges against dieting?

It doesn't look like much of a skill, but I was fighting with all sorts of names on my hand gestures.

The skill name was purely Dongmin's taste.

But the problem was that the power of those pranky skills was just as terrifying.

Boom!

Kuaang!

A missed fist tore through the air, and a man bounced back like a soccer ball in one kick.

"Oh, my God, you're a monster! ’

The more the battle raged, the more terrified people became.

If I was careless about being an atypical face, my life would be lost today.

Dongmin's body was like a bomb because of its extremely compressed flesh.

But why?

There was no life at all in his attack, shouting out "diet."

It felt like I was jumping to post-appetite exercise.

However, as a result of the crossing of the rope, people are now going to die.

‘Dammit, is that enough for you? ’

This kid is ignoring us! ’

"If there's such a thing as pure evil, it's this one!" ’

Participants felt bad about their pride, but at the same time, fortunately, they felt even more upset.

But it was a misunderstanding.

The relaxing identity of the people of Oh Dong-min comes from being full.

I was always full, so I couldn't concentrate on small things or be sensitive.

But it was then.

Flash!

“ ……!? ”

Suddenly, a golden energy burst from the back of his hand and turned into a big arrow.

People are startled and scattered to the sides, hiding behind their shields.

Pablo!

“Oh, here comes something! ”

“Is this a Ranged Skill!? ”

“I'll stop you any way I can! ”

Pa! Pa! Flash!

They armed themselves with all sorts of defensive skills to prevent an imminent and powerful blow.

But no matter how long I waited, there was no further attack.

“…… Go this way? ”

[Yes, Alpha Navigation.]

Loud and clear.

Suddenly, Dongmin stopped fighting and moved along the direction of the golden arrow.

One hundred paces to your left.

70-board right.

You turn and walk, not stepping on the rice you haven't harvested yet. At the end, the arrow sags and bows.

“Aha. You're here? Can we dig here? ”

Participants quickly looked at each other and exchanged their gazes as they continued to talk to each other.

Uh, what do we do? ’

Are you crazy?

Should we attack while we're on guard? ’

It was a dungeon where even a sane person could go mad.

If you continue to watch people die in front of monsters, it was because of that trauma that you were disturbed.

Especially for a child like that, the sequelae will be even worse.

‘Let's attack at the same time! ’

The participant nods as he looks and goes.

Then he leapt forward in unison with the expression on his face.

No, I wanted to.

“Going on a diet! ”

“ ……!? ”

Suddenly, Dong-min bows down and starts digging through the ground like a mole with both hands.

Pubababak!

In that enormous power, people were also surprised and scattered backwards.

Missed the attack timing.

[That's it! Good job! The stairs will be out in a minute because they're just covered with a little lid.]

Jungdown smiled and encouraged Dongmin.

He looked at the growing sprouts of the earth.

Even though he dug the ground with his bare hands, he had no breath at all.

My skin was tough and my grip was great because my chubby finger skin was so compressed.

A few moments later, a staircase down to the underground temple appeared in front of Dongmin, and the participants were appalled again.

“Hey, look! Stairs are here!”

“Ugh. Is this the entrance to the dungeon? ”

“Never thought there'd be a secret dungeon! ”

“Somehow, this peaceful place doesn't exist for nothing. This whole place must have been a new trap. ”

They forgot about the struggle for food a little while ago and set the whole place on fire with new tensions.

After watching all of them from afar, Rugal looks pathetic.

[You guys are playing. The participants are really....]

This was the problem with the dungeon without an assistant.

No one explains, so they don't know what's important to them, and they just get excited.

These were not the time to be clinging to food or secret stairwells in plain sight.

[Tsk. I might be dying every day....]

Another curse left by your servant.

The brand of corruption was engraved on their foreheads.

The number was engraved on the forehead of the people who had just arrived on the ground today.

< 29 >

When the number reaches zero, the count of death.

The only way to survive is to take out the dungeon and recover the entire survivor.

However, after that, when you step on the land of the cursed crevice, the count starts again.

[Tsk. But your greed helped the dungeons in the end. It gives participants a reason not to attack the dungeon without someone touching them.]

Rugal feels that he has more work to do in the future.

[In the future, we should inform participants about the imprint of corruption and send it up.]

Lugal clears his throat for a moment, then shouts back to all the participants in the area as if they were nothing.

[Hmmm, listen! I, Helper Rugal, will tell you about the number of death carved on your foreheads…….]

“Wow! There's another rice field in the basement! ”

“Grain!”

[…….]

Rugal's cry is buried in the screams of the participants who have been followed. It does not lead to the end.

Those who carefully went down the stairs to the underground temple, not fighting, were appalled.

In the basement, there was a land of abundance that resembled the first floor.

No, this is way cooler.

A multi-layered structure made of Floating Stone.

A majestic underground ruin hidden in secret.

And a lot of paddy fields were planted in the front yard.

Rugal shouts again.

[Listen! My helper Rugal...!]

“Wow! Here's a sauna! ”

Listen to me! You bastards!]

Rugal finally exploded, barely.) I was able to explain the counter of death to the participants.

Whether they were frightened or sad, they were not interested in the reactions.

[I did what I had to do. Now I'm going back.]

Luggal disappeared like that, or else Dongmin cut the grain and placed it on the altar, just as Jungdown asked.

“Sacrifice. ”

Gulp!

“Oh, do you need more? Strange low life energy? I'll take more. ”

Sacrifices. Gulp.

Sacrificing……. Gulp.

Sacrifice, gulp gulp.

“Hey, hey! What are you doing? The food keeps disappearing! ”

The participants held him back because they were worse at talking to themselves and at the sight of him cutting the rice with the altar that keeps swallowing.

In their heads, their fighting spirit for the people of Ohdong had faded long ago.

It was because he suddenly appeared, dug the ground and discovered the hidden ruins, and he was appalled at the sight of all sorts of rides as if he had received some revelation.

It's also because I just heard Rugal's sentence of death.

However, Oh Dong-min, who was also a party, was really Mai Faith.

No matter what they said, I kept talking to the sounds in my head and acting accordingly.

[Alpha says the sacrifices are too much. No eggs? Go to the Storage.]

“Warehouse?”

The arrow points in a new direction.

“Oh, rice! ”

Dongmin was surprised when he found the rice cellar.

An enormous amount of rice was forming a hill larger than its height.

Stuttering!?

As he passes over, the little ant is startled and raises its antennae.

Soon, however, he realized that he was not an enemy to the people with pheromones and continued to make him careless again.

[Wow, you saved a lot of rice in the meantime.]

< Somehow there wasn't much energy. Outwardly reassuring, the harvest was already over. >

Jungdown was greatly moved by the integrity of the ants.

I thought that an ant would do something amazing, but I collected one grain of rice grain growing in the underground temple and stored it up like a mountain.

No, again, it wasn't one.

Stutter stutter stutter.

Somehow, a small group of ants followed them.

[Oh, he's made friends in the meantime? Did you give birth to her or did you seduce her? Somehow there was a lot of rice.]

At this point, it was a pity for the ants to sacrifice all the rice they had worked hard to collect.

Because of this, Jungdown decided to sell some of the rice to the participants.

A barter or a laborer.

[Tell them to cut all the rice from the first floor because I'll give it to them. Tell them to go out and get some Skeleton Soldiers.]

“Yes, let me tell you. ”

Oh Dong-min relayed everything to the participants as it was, and they gently accepted the offer.

Of course, I was greedy because there was so much rice before my eyes, but I had already experienced the power of the people of Ohdong, so I didn't have the courage to take it by force.

In the worst case, if the underground temple collapses like the roof collapsed, it will be severely damaged.

Eventually, the participants joined forces to cut down the rice that remained on the first floor.

Dongmin's group, who have been wandering around in the rain outside Skeleton Castle, has to come inside and cut down the rice without knowing it's there.

“Then why do we have to do this? ”

Dong-min Oh, working rather than answering.

“Just a little more. They say they're almost there in a few minutes. Go out there and catch some monsters. ”

Dongmin Ohdong, who received all the harvest and offered the sacrifices, was like a priest who organized the sacrifices, mining slaves, or participants.

And…….

“Sacrifice. ”

Gulp!

Paaaaaah!

A beautiful light appeared on the altar at the end of the last sacrifice, and beyond that light was the sage.

“Oh…. ”

Participants glanced at the appearance of a divine figure.

It was a rabbit again.

[bam! Here I am!]

The rabbit cried out in a hurry before anyone could react.

[Hurry! This is not the time! We have a situation!]

“ ……? ”