Dungeon Reset

< Absolutely not! >

Surprisingly, the Alpha strongly opposed.

“No? Why?”

< The Dragon of the Apocalypse and Erthea are two accomplices. If you sacrifice him, he will surely try to take Erstea's flesh back. >

“Oh?”

Alpha was extremely wary that the dragon of the Apocalypse had this time sought to resurrect in the flesh of another.

Would it be difficult for you to say that you've already tried that way twice?

Even the creature's blood was blasphemous and unclean for Ertera to be perfectly resurrected.

Sacrifice the Dragon of the Apocalypse?

It was literally like injecting cancer cells directly into a nursing patient's body.

Then the cancer cells definitely ate up the inside of Hertia and grew, and this time they might finally be resurrected not just with the body of a doppelganger, but with the body of a real dragon.

< I'm not even as nervous as I am right now to keep him locked up in a magical warehouse. I want to throw it as far away as I can... >

If he did, he said that the same way is best for now, because he doesn't know what he's up to in the unseen.

[Hmm, I see. At least there's no altar in the Magic Warehouse and no Apostle of the Apocalypse. The deceased is now ten days old. Chuckle.]

The rabbit smiled when he remembered Vabunn.

He never would have imagined.

I never thought that your treasure vault would be used as a prison for the Dragon of Doom.

I mean, since we're storing the Book of the Apocalypse, which is a tremendous treasure, maybe it's worth it.

The opposite of the alpha, Jungdown nods, returning his taste.

“Of course, I was joking. Of course I didn't think it would work. Yes, of course. ”

[That's funny. You were serious.]

It was a rabbit that spits on the cheeky face of a gentleman.

And... that was his last appearance.

A wave of soil envelops the rabbit.

Phew!

[Rabbit, spit and sleep here.]

[Production Support b. Cafe beno]

“Never be born again. ”

[…….]

It was a small, round grave that bowed in reverence and turned its back.

* * *

Time is running out.

A day seemed like a hundred days and a minute like a hundred minutes, just when the maple came endlessly.

But the moonlight, when they were all gone, was so idle and sunny.

Of course, it was a fatal disadvantage that there was no food to hunt, but there was also a way to eat grass on the side of the road, so there was no problem.

Among the weeds, there were plenty of grass to eat.

Participants crawled on the ground to graze and talked to each other.

“Definitely not a place to stay for long. There's not much to eat. ”

“Yeah. You can live in a doppelgänger that doesn't eat. ”

The Doppelgänger, who was there to help them, sighs deeply.

“It's hard for us, too. Because if the attack doesn't start again soon, we're going to lose life. ”

“I don't think so. I'm sorry about that. It's hard to live with each other. ”

“That's okay. That's what life is all about. ”

The Doppelgängers and participants share sympathy in strange places.

Despite this, the survivors were gathering one by one.

Among them, there is a happy face.

Look! Kim Min-jun! The production job is still alive!]

“Huh? Really? ”

“Hello. I barely survived when the dungeon was under siege just before I died. ”

Dom Minjun, a middle-aged producer and Dragon Apostle who bows his head with a weary face.

Jungdown and the rabbit greeted him with a warm welcome.

Min Joon was originally a producer in the group of Sukjeongho, who dealt with fire insects.

Surprisingly, after Seok Jeong-ho, who was a leader, was killed by the Doppelgänger, the producer, DO Min-jun, became the leader.

“It's all thanks to Mr. Jung-Down. ”

“Thanks to me? ”

To a curious Jungdown, Doo Min-jun smiles, showing a golden arrow shining on the back of his hand.

After Seok Jeong-ho died, they really went through all kinds of trouble.

Meanwhile, their only hope was Alpha's navigation.

“Just following these arrows will allow me to join Mr. Jung or Seung Woo Ryu, so it's not enough, but I've become a leader. Haha.”

The leader was the one who set the course.

A rabbit kicks its tongue at him, smiling modestly.

[Eun-geun, your life is also very varied. I'll write a memoir later. It's called "I Was a Production Slave." ’Same thing.]

“Haha, thank you for the good title. By the way, I found something on my way here that might help Mr. Jungwoo. ”

A seagull?

“To me?”

Lee looked at the ‘items’ and the rabbit tilted his head.

“This?”

[Isn't this just unraveling an item?]

“That's right. You know I have 'Herb Gathering’ skills, right? They ripped off the vine plants that had grown on the monolith. ”

It was the green grass that Dom Joon gave me.

A wide egg-shaped fly lingers next to it, with fruits just like rat droppings on top of it.

“Do you recognize what this is? ”

[What do you mean? Herb skills must have been used to find it. What can I use this herb for?]

“My skills have confirmed that it's a herb that helps alleviate your stomach by helping with some detoxification and digestion. ”

It wasn't a great herb, but in a dungeon without first aid, it was very effective.

But that was it.

[What good is this herb for someone with purification skills?]

“Oh, no. It's not like that... ”

Hmm?

Next to the rabbit kicking his tongue, Jungdown picked up the herb and thought about it.

He took a serious look at the fruit of rat poop hanging from the herb and sniffed it out with his nose, put it in his mouth, and chewed it hard.

And I was truly astonished.

“Oh my God! It's pepper!? ”

“I knew Mr. Jung-Down would recognize it. ”

It was Doo Min-jun smiling.

Jungdown was a hundred times more excited than when he discovered the dragon of the Apocalypse.

“Wow! Crazy! Pepper! Pepper! What a pepper!”

[What's a pepper?]

The rabbit was just curious to see how excited Jungdown was.

As he rejoiced, he pulled out more grass that he had found on Juju Island.

“And this is sesame. You've been upset that you haven't had any sesame seeds since last time. ”

“Wow! You're the best! ”

Did any of the dragon apostles inspire him so badly?

If Jungdown was a dungeon, I was willing to give him an achievement.

“Downa, what is it? ”

“Is something good going on? ”

Other dragon apostles, including Ryu Seung Woo, gathered around him in a joyful manner.

Alpha was greatly pleased with his appearance.

< What a historic day! The apostles of life are finally all in one place! Hertesea! These are your apostles! >

With the death of Seok-Jeong, there were five apostles left.

Ryu Seung-woo from Lightning Man.

Yoon Jin-seo from Windmill.

Seo-yeon of Imperial Spearing.

Dong-min Oh, the eater.

Here, even Herbalist Doo Min-jun.

“Oh, I'll make you an apostle, too. ”

I liked the sound of relief.

“Hey! Can I finally use Dantokbang? But you said you needed to be impressed before you could become the Dragon Warrior. ”

“It's okay. I'm impressed enough already. ”

“Huh? To me? I did what? ”

“You said it was a car, bro. ”

“…… Huh? ”

It was a puzzling relief fever without understanding the words at the moment.

Delighted.

“… huh? ”

In front of him, Jungdown smiles graciously and nods.

And the rabbit next to him.

When I saw Seo-yeon's face, who was standing recklessly behind her, I felt a sudden blur of relief heat.

“ ……. ”

“That's all it is. Stand up, Solo Squad! ”

[Chuckles. Life is always about being alone!]

“ ……. ”

Jungdown declares for him.

“Here! Dragon solo for Brother Helpless! Oh, excuse me. I am appointed as the Dragon Apostle! ”

< Requirement met. >

Paaaaaah!

“ ……. ”

Ultimately, the fever of relief could be a solo of life, or a solo of life, or an apostle of life.

If the Doppelgänger king had known that he wanted to be an apostle of life, it would have been too worthless and pointless.

But he could never give me this impression.

He was a king.

It was the white monk king of Harem who could lead countless white women.

But there's always something to lose if you get it.

“Don't talk to me in private. ”

“ ……. ”

I finally got to use Dantokbang, but it was a relief fever that blocked Seo-yeon's ears.

“On a good day like this, we can't miss the banquet! ”

Like the Alpha, Jungdown was incredibly excited.

It's been a long time since I've had all my close friends in one place, so I can't let go of this auspicious day.

I just wanted to make something really delicious.

Bang, bang!

[Oh, another one-horned boar? That's how it is.]

The rabbit scoffs as he picks out a large quantity of unicorn meat from his belongings.

However, his behavior was unusual.

He chops off the pig's giant forelimbs and hind limbs, and sends the body back to the carry-on.

[You're just gonna eat my leg?]

“On a day like this, it's a foot! ”

“What? You want to build a foot? ”

“What? You're going to make a leg? ”

At the same time, the dragon envoys opened their eyes and were astonished.

“Well, is that possible? In the dungeon?”

“You're going to need a lot of ingredients. ”

“I have all the ingredients! ”

Jungdown confidently opened up all the ingredients so far.

Waar!

“ ……! ”

“ ……!? ”

At the same time, all the participants and the Doppelgängers gathered near the shocking scene opened their eyes.

“What's so special about a foot? You boil it and marinate it! ”

Jungdown pulls out all the boiling oil trap cauldrons in a long time.

I filled it with water instead of oil and boiled the big, flushed legs of the unicorn.

Today, I had a lot of mouths to share, so I was willing to open my food generously.

Seo-yeon tilted her head and asked.

“How do you get rid of them? You don't have a bay leaf.... ”

“Can't we just do a little bit of Screaming Herb Leech? ”

Jungdown chops the leaves of the Screaming Plant into pieces and sprinkles them with boiling water.

Surprisingly, the fragrance spread in all directions.

I felt better just by leaving it.

“Well, that's nice. Let's taste it, shall we? ”

Just take out a properly boiled pig leg.

There was nothing great about a sauce that tasted like a foot.

Only two ingredients.

Soy sauce and sugar. (feat. Saida)

“What? That's really the end? Really?"

“Huh? You can tell by the crutches, right? That's what you get when you hang and squeeze. ”

Jungdown placed the startled Seo-yeon next to him and thoroughly soaked the pork leg with soy sauce and sugar foot seasoning.

Then I moved it to a boiling oil cauldron next to my arm and began frying it.

Hrrrrr!

“What!? ”

“Fried feet!? ”

While cooking, the surprised spectators' reactions secretly made them feel regretful.

“Fries are delicious. You haven't eaten a lot of unicorn, have you? Fried it with oil and it was even better. ”

Although Jungdown was unconscious, this recipe resembled a Philippine fried foot.

It was the result of cooking as best I could in the given environment.

Hrrrrr!

“Madness. This is madness. ”

Hurrah.

I coughed when I heard the sound.

People unconsciously swallowed a large pig's hind legs from a primitive cartoon, fried in oil.

And the inedible Doppelgängers had to shed tears and capture all these scenes with their eyes only.

For them, this food was a fierce torture and the only means of satisfying their surrogates.

“Oh, I hope it tastes better with a little spice on the oil. ”

He ground the pepper seeds and the pepper fruits received from Dominjun on boiling oil and sprinkled them well.

“Wow, this is crazy. If this happens...... it won't taste good... ”

Participants who have been crawling on the floor and grazing the grass have been kneeling before him.

And...

Finally, something came up.

“Here's how it's done! ”

Aaaaah!

The moment Jung-Down picks up the big, greasy toe fry from the cauldron!

Flash!

Paaaaaah!

‘Ahh...! ’

Aaaahhh!

The spectators seemed to have lost their sight.

A reflection of the sun reflected on a semi-coated film of oil on your feet!

Ah, it was a blessing in itself!

But at this crucial moment, I realized that honesty is more important.

“Oh, right! By the way, there's no way I can make a shrimp chop. ”

“Huff!? ”

“Huff!”

At the same time, a deep sigh came out of the mouths of the spectators.

What a terrible moment!

I can't believe you fell for a shrimp chopper!

It's a moment you can't even imagine!

However, Jungdown shrugged his shoulders and left the process so far to the Shadow Servants, and he began to make other food.

“I can't help it. I'll make a Bibimbam noodle soup and have it with me. ”

‘What!? ’

In the dungeon!? ’

They were appalled.

Recover all survivors?

What does it matter?

The ‘Whole Survivor's Banquet’ was sprinkled in front of them.