Dungeon Reset

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The niche area was quite quiet compared to a few days ago.

It was because most of the skeleton soldiers became Bone Dragon and were buried in the ground.

And the new Skeleton Soldiers that crawled out of the Twilight Gate were sacrificed at the temple by the participants of the emerging tribe.

In the beginning, they weren't great monsters unless there were a lot of them.

“Peace.”

I climbed up the wall and yawned as I watched it.

Jungdown sat across from the rabbit for a long time enjoying a relaxing tea time.

[Good. I was afraid the Bone Dragon would show up again if I offered an offering, but I have no news.]

“I know. ”

No matter how much I sacrificed, Skeleton Fort never appeared that night again.

Luckily, he was a little disappointed.

“Why didn't you just wait until one more fort was completed? Then you'll have another item like Bandik's Ring. ”

< Dangerous idea. >

[Yes, do you want to get rid of your life for an item? I was really scared this time. Ugh.]

Thinking about that, the rabbit trembled.

The size of the beast wasn't necessarily a measure of strength, but the Bone Dragon, which seemed to have merged about ten golems, was truly overwhelming.

“Yeah. Now that I think about it, it's not a transformer, and every time I move, little bones like robotic joints.... ”

[What is a transformer?]

“What it is-. ”

Chat was fun anytime.

Jung Downg suddenly woke up with a bunny blabbing about the dance stories and speeches of that night.

“Yes, let's build one too! ”

What else?]

“Transformers.”

He chuckles.

The term Transformer also means "improve."

Upon seeing it, it was actually more cumbersome for the participants than hunting, walking down to the basement where the altar was to sacrifice.

By the way, the stairs leading down to the underground temple are very deep and long.

There was a need to reduce the line.

“Let's drill a well. If we drill a hole and drop the sacrifice upstairs, we'll make a straight tunnel straight down the altar. Like a piggy bank.”

< I can't find any decency. Isn't it enough to deliver a sacrifice to one person and transfer it to your belongings? >

“You're a lifelong man. You see how he never tells you to open the gate even if he's dying? ”

< We should save even a penny. For Erthea's resurrection. >

“So even more, we need to build a piggy bank. ”

< What does that mean? >

“The participants will continue to visit here, won't they? Making a vending machine for them. ”

< What is a vending machine? >

He smiled more than an answer.

What he thought was actually a rice vending machine.

Participants would continue to visit this land regularly, and there would always be a shortage of food.

However, if we put a coin in front of it, how much better would it be if it were a vending machine that grows "rice"?

Of course, "coin" is the most prolific growing coin on the earth.) said the skeleton soldiers.

“Wouldn't everyone love to have rice for a bone that they can't even eat? If we let one rice fork reset per Skeleton Soldier, we'll reset the remaining life energy. What do you think?”

Suddenly, I became a businessman.

The plan was also the Alpha's.

< It smells a lot like snobbery, but it's a concept of favoring the sacrificing congregation. I agree. >

In fact, it didn't matter if Alpha agreed or not.

Jungdown had already dug the ground.

“Clump of dirt! Clump of dirt!”

Squishy, squishy, squishy!

As I dug the ground vertically straight from my seat, a deep well formed that penetrated to the underground temple shortly after.

He set up automatic gate traps recently airborne in the middle of the tunnel.

“Rabbit, can you only respond to this door if it's not living? Only when the sacrifice falls. ”

[It's not that hard.]

Originally, these doors were all like rabbit toys.

A partition opened only when the sacrifice was made.

“Vending machine complete! Now, let's see if this works. ”

As an experiment, I dropped a Skeleton Soldier into the well.

Shh-shh-shh.

With the sound of the coin falling, the sacrifice successfully settles on the altar.

“Sacrifice. ”

Gulp!

“Excellent. Now we can use this energy to reset the rice. Reset!”

[Reset trap.]

Behind the well is a large garden where harvest ends.

On top of that, a yellow ripe rice fork gives you a swollen head.

“Great! This is it. This is the vending machine. If you give up this one meal, you'll have more than enough air. ”

< I understand exactly what you want. So this system would be effective if we didn't have to monitor it every time. >

“That's right. Is that possible? ”

The Alpha's words sparkle with a sincere eye.

< It's time to level up your reset skill to level 2. >

Temple management skills can be leveled up by investing life energy.

Gates, traps, and reset skills.

With enough energy to kill the vultures, level up instantly.

[RESET skill has advanced to level 2.]

Reset (Level 2)

- Revert to original state.

- It consumes life energy.

- Conditions can be set.

“Condition?”

< You are about to set a special activation condition for reset. How many times have you tried it already? >

“Aha, when you catch the final boss, the dungeon resets itself. ”

I immediately noticed the point.

Since the dragon of the Apocalypse and the dragon of life are the same dragon, there were many parts similar to each other.

[Puheehee.]

Suddenly, the rabbit laughs at what's funny.

[The automated system that Serpa worked so hard on magic to develop, we bludgeoned it with our skills.]

< That's the difference. The power of a dragon and the magic imitated by a black cat cannot be equal. >

“Phew. That's the difference. ”

[Don't pretend like you don't know. Stop that stupid pose, please.]

Jungdown elbows the well and chins up with superior luggage and superior eyes.

If it weren't covered in dirt while digging the well, it would have been a little cool.

“It's cool.... ”

“How can you dig like that? ”

No, actually, his fans were pretty thick.

First, his follower, Dong-min Oh.

“I knew there was nothing Mr. Downey couldn't do! We dig well. We dig well. He digs well... ”

There didn't seem to be a lot of compliments compared to motivation.

There was also a female participant (23 years old) who saved his life.

“You're really something.... ”

She glances at you from afar with a dreamy girl's face.

He's already dug the ground with his clicks tightly.

But it wasn't just the clicks.

In fact, during the long life of the underground cave, the hump was crooked and the tortoise tree was very strong.

It was a problem of posture and habit, so it was an side effect that couldn't be solved by the whole survivor society.

But all those bad habits were solved by Giant Bones.

He now had all the digging postures straight and ideal.

If there were any magazines to dig up, it would be picked as the main model.

Even though it was cool to bend down and dig the ground, even though it was like a humble knight swearing allegiance to the emperor.

“Oh, don't go looking for Downey, he's mine! ”

“…… hmm? ”

Oh Dong-min (15 years old) stopped her from admiring him in a daze.

He was the age when he needed a brother to run around like that.

An electrical current broke out between Dongmin and Red Cliff who were competitively facing each other in a neurological war.

[Phew. What a useless struggle.]

The rabbit shrugs and shakes his head.

* * *

I'm here to give you the good news!]

Jungdown brought the rabbit to the participants about the rice vending system.

And he wrote it all down and floated it through the gap with flotation stones for the guests who would come.

I didn't have a leaflet to put up, so I was working on my own.

Participants' reactions were naturally explosive.

“Oh, good. So I can get rice anytime without Mr. Jung? ”

“I love it! Then we can raid the dungeons and come back for food here! ”

When I went to the dungeon, I could actually get some meat somehow.

Problem is, the monsters were getting stronger as they went along, and it wasn't easy to hunt them down and slaughter them every day.

Then, to fill my hunger, a handful of rice was often more precious.

“All right. That's enough vending machines. Shall we send them to the dungeon?" ”

[Install the gate.]

Paaaaaah!

Shortly after, the gate to the Witch's House was opened in front of the participants.

It was fortunate for those whose death count was still decreasing.

No matter how dangerous the dungeon is, it's hard to get there. Once you enter, it won't take more than a week.

Even if you die in it.

“Thank you.”

“I'm alive because of you. ”

There is an endless greeting of gratitude for the downward passage of the gate.

Standing tall as a model, the rabbit flocked to the one who receives the greeting.

[No stabbing? After all, they're the ones we sacrificed.]

“... Shh. Quiet. But I'm also good at leveling up. ”

In fact, there was something better to do.

It was really fortunate that no one had died in the chaos.

A severely injured person also delivered a hemostatic medicine made with dungeon peppers, so he did enough.

“Now, shall we go back? ”

[You're going to Stage Five?]

“I hope so.”

Paaaaaah!

He immediately crossed over to the heavenly temple.

Luckily, the egg island is still not reset.

The Black Path from the Ruins was also intact.

“Let's see. How was work? ”

In the meantime, there was one thing that sent the Shadow Servants this way.

[Oh, that makes sense.]

The rabbit shed a short amount of awe.

One day, the surface of a pumpkin-shaped cart was coated with scales of translucent deep salmon and sprinkled bright light.

And as if climbing up a rock wall, the servants of the shadow walk around the wall and hang scales.

By the way, Shadow servants are shadows and are not affected by gravity.

As long as I kept my feet on the ground like a shadow, that was the ground.

“Then let's go back up the Abyssal River. Like a salmon.”