Dungeon Reset

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Ryu Seung Woo, meanwhile, was facing obstacles.

The second floating island was much larger than the first.

And there were, amazingly, sailors.

Rather, the word ’senior' would be appropriate.

“Welcome, acolytes. ”

Learners who entered Stage -5 before them.

They're just waiting for Ryu Seung Woo's group to arrive.

But why?

I felt strange.

Gulp!

Ryu Seung Woo checked his ear with a expressionless face to Yoon Jin Soo.

Yoon Jin Soo: Why is the taste so scary again when he says he's welcome? >

Ryu Seung Woo: Let's wait for now. >

It was so nice to be able to talk and receive ears like this.

The golden writing coming out of the back of my hand could have attracted attention, but the size of the writing was small. Above all, in this bright weather, it was not stained from afar.

The problem was that he was still not a dragon apostle, so he could not use his ear.

Things were getting weirder and weirder.

Even though you said you were welcome, you didn't come close to Ryu Seung Woo's group.

The user pulls out a weapon and starts reloading its skill.

“What are you doing, Town! ”

Yoon Jin-seo barely shrugged off the heat of relief, trying to step forward unnoticed.

“Sir, there could be a trap! ”

“Trap?”

Kiekuik.

“Oh, you're a quick study group. ”

One of the senior participants said, pouting the buyer.

She was a fierce-looking female participant, but her poisonous equipment was firm and well-known for exploring the dungeon.

"Why?"

It was a strange outfit.

Once again, the outfits were a little tight.

“There are only two ways to dress in a dungeon. ”

The silent muttering voice, as if talking to myself, was the chairman of Ochangseok.

“If one is a real dog, the other……. ”

His expression is stiffened with fear.

“When someone kills you, you try not to get the equipment you carry. ”

“ ……? ”

Not many of them knew exactly what he meant.

Suddenly, young Yoon Jin-su nodded immediately.

“Oh, you don't want to get hit by a pickay that's aiming for the equipment system. ”

“PK? ”

It was a game term called Player Kill.

In the dungeon, participants often go after each other's items and kill each other.

But killing doesn't take everything from a dead man's belongings.

All you can get is the stuff you carry yourself.

So if you have a weapon that looks good, you risk being beheaded by the same participant one day.

But what if there was a participant who was preventing it from happening to each other?

They will always care about Pike.

“It's good to see you guys. ”

The eyes of the senior participants who were genuinely welcoming their subordinates were filled with viper greed.

* * *

There were different types of automatic doors that were ripped from Stage 1.

The floor opens.

The ceiling opens.

Some of them look like marble.

There was something that looked like a real door.

The only thing that's cracking down is an automatic door with a keyhole.

“Oh, they use screws in dungeons, too? That's more convenient. ”

When I saw the (-) screws that were tying the doors, I had to make the drivers at the forge first.

“If it was ten (+) screws, it would have been a little tricky to make a driver. ”

I bet that's where everyone thinks the dungeons are.

Necessity breeds invention, invention breeds civilization.

In fact, it was only in the early 1900s that the ten (+) screws were invented.

On the contrary, NASA had a close relationship with the civilization of the human race, which was also commonly used during the Renaissance.

Even in the dungeon, it was natural to have screws as much as it used to be where people lived.

“Oh, so all the other traps are screwed together? We'll find the other traps later. ”

He dismantles the screws one by one with a curious flat driver.

“Spin.”

I even used my spinning skill and loosened the screws with a force almost like an electric drill.

Drug-tap.

Glug, glug.

It was also more rewarding as the tapping screws gathered in the palm of my hand.

[Oh, that's amazing. I've never seen a trap disassemble like this before.]

By his side, the rabbit was watching with his eyes wide open.

I've seen a lot of trap disassembling skills, but this manual disassembly was not a common scene.

“Oh, this doesn't work because it's worn out. ”

Some of the screws were worn out and the screws were completely screwed.

No matter how much the trap is reset, if it has been a screw that has been broken since the time of fabrication, it remains intact.

“Well, why don't we roll it with a piece of paper? ”

I thought about it for a moment, but I tore an empty grimoire and put it over my head.

Then you place the screwdriver on top of it, and you press down and spin it, and it comes out like a lie.

The rabbit's eyes were frozen.

[Gosh, cool. Magic?]

“Phew, what have you got there? ”

I got caught somehow, but I didn't miss out on the cold.

After that, a small obstacle continued to emerge.

“Why don't you take this off again? ”

[I think it's rusted.]

“Then let's grease it up. ”

Drop a drop of slick oil on the screw head and you're done!

“Why is this again? ”

[I don't know, why?]

“I'll just rip it off with my strength. ”

The rope!

Quadruck!

Sometimes with tricks and straw, sometimes with strength.

Combined with his tricks and strength, he became the King of Degradation.

“But this is surprising. ”

[What?]

While squatting for a while, Jungdown noticed an unexpected effect.

In fact, since he mastered the power of a one-horned Boar, he has had difficulty controlling his strength in everyday life.

When I broke twice as many bones in the past, I still broke my chopsticks, so I didn't bother.

If you used to feel strongly that every time you used a skill, you possessed a one-horned Boar and used it to borrow its power, you now fully recognize its power as your own.

The continuation of the heightened sense of power and the sense of fullness resembled an incredibly healthy sensation, simply put.

Like eating a thousand years old ginseng, the whole body is bursting with strength.

However, as I was now, my hands were trembling, focusing on delicate work, and the control of the force was gaining on itself.

“Haha, there's something to learn from everything! ”

[What's that imitation again?]

No matter what the rabbit said, he kept chattering, sweeping off his long beard that didn't even have a potpourri.

* * *

“Hmm.”

Not long after, he had a handful of screws in his palm, and in front of them, a padlock was cracked.

“I wonder if this.... ”

[It's complicated.]

“Eun-kyung is simple. ”

[It's simple!?]

The rabbit couldn't understand the shining down.

The rugged internal structure of the lock is troublesome, but why does he look like he got a toy gift like that?

“I have an idea. It would be a lot easier to modify this to match the key and the angler than to make a new one at all. ”

[Whatever. I'm tired just looking at it. I need to get some sleep.]

Then it was night outside.

Ugh, what a creep. How have you been doing this all day?]

The rabbit disappears, shaking its head.

Ever since then, Jungdown has been touching the lock under the sun stone stand for a long time.

The required parts were made directly from the forge and were constantly matched to the mouths comparing Vaughn's Golden Key.

Before making it out of iron to reduce errors, you can try to clump the dirt together and get the right shape.

I even tried experimenting with the stones by cutting them in advance.

The work was troublesome, but not too difficult.

It's been a year since he mastered mudflaking.

Now he was almost at the level of a 3D printer returning to the ground.

[Oh my God! You stayed up all night!?]

The next morning, even though it was morning, the rabbit was frightened to find it still sitting there like a hammer.

Oh, my God! That sleepyhead's been up all night! This must be Baboon's curse! ’

No matter what happens, it was a big deal that sleeping humans stayed up all night.

However, the bigger incident was that he was overconfident with a straight face under his eyes.

“Bam. I made it all. ”

[……!]

Surprisingly, his hands had a lock that looked completely different from yesterday's.

The heavy cube was a crude yet rugged design.

I don't know why I even made the case, but the locks that showed all the interior structures had changed to neat and tidy designs.

“I overdid it because I wanted to make her pretty. ”

Perfectionist in a weird place. But does it really work?]

“Of course.”

The jewel that laughs and spins your Golden Key into the keyhole.

Heave-ho!

With a cheerful sound, the lock snaps open.

Very Successful!

“Hehe, isn't that great? ”

[Acknowledgment, it's really coming. Extreme disgust because it's so great. Almost a cockroach.]

“Is that a compliment or a compliment? ”

[Of course it's an insult. Ouch. But Dungeon didn't give you any achievements?]

Now, it was a rabbit that naturally continued to talk even after the honeymoon.

Of course, there were no achievements.

The Golden Key itself was a reward for his accomplishments.

And nothing happened? Have you tried injecting her with vital energy yet?]

“Yeah. Waiting until I woke up with you on purpose. ”

[Oh, all of a sudden, you're loyal?]

“No, something can't happen. ”

[I knew it.]

The bunny that was almost moved by the steam and discarded was smiling.

But he was right.

I liked to have a former maid by my side when something happened while using the maid's belongings.

[There's also this Bahamut! If anything happens, I will give my life to protect you. He's already dead.]

Bahamut was already at war with a messenger's sickle and a butcher's sword in both hands.

And the golems gathered as well, rather than rowing.

[What's all this? At this point, I think it will be safe if your change comes back to life.]

“Here we go. ”

Jungdown holds the lock in one hand with a relentless look and carefully sticks the golden key into the keyhole with the other hand.

< Then I'm going to inject you with life energy. >

Paaaaaah!

A golden aura permeates the key with Alpha's words.

Pod! Pot!

The strange symbols engraved on the key begin to activate one by one.

It was a very beautiful sight.

And then the lock opens.

Iron Duck!

Flash!

“ ……! ”

[……!]

A bright light leaks from the keyhole.

[The Magic Warehouse will open.]

Flash!

“ ……! ”

The jewel shines with a magic circle of light created in front of it.

The door is finally open!

D, would you like to come in?]

“You go in first. ”

[Oh, why!]

“What if you suddenly get lost in there? You can fly. ”

[That's logical. You're a good talker.]

Eventually, the rabbit grumbles and takes a step toward the sorcerer.

Suddenly the rabbit stops standing behind him.

“No. But I made it, so I'm going in first. ”

[One thing!]

“Then let's join hands. ”

[Oh, okay.]

The unknown world is always afraid.

Jungdown even wears sunglasses in case of dazzlement and bravely sets foot inside the enchanted circle.

Paaaaaah!