Fierce Horror Dorm: Take a Concubine to Get Stronger

[Vibration Gauntlets]

[Type: Gauntlets]

[Level: 30]

[Rarity: Epic]

[Lethality: 50]

[Durability: 50000/50000]

[Effect 1 (Vibrational Force): Can release vibrational force based on the wielder's attributes, roughly increasing unarmed technique damage by 10 times, and creates area damage]

[Effect 2 (Wound of the Mysterious): Vibrational force can penetrate mysterious and material realms]

[Effect 3 (Tenfold Vibration): Releases tenfold vibrational force with no cost, cooldown 3 minutes]

[Decomposition yield: None]

[Description: An original epic item from Mad King Building, simple and brutal. Put it on and you become a one-punch man]

Xu Lang's main weapon was legendary-level, but it had too many effects and, paradoxically, lacked the raw brutality of the Vibration Gauntlets.

If he put the gauntlets on, he could truly become a human turret.

All in all, this thing made Xu Lang a little tempted, but once he remembered that the Earthquake Authority was a Sequence-level item, the Vibration Gauntlets suddenly seemed insignificant.

"Building, do you think I'm a beggar?" Xu Lang cursed. "I hand something over to you, and you turn around and make an earthquake monster for me? Isn't that just asking for it?"

He spoke because Xu Lang still wanted to haggle.

At present, there was no way he could obtain the Earthquake Authority; he didn't even know what it could fuse with.

If it was merely to make a destructive weapon, that would be too much of a loss.

After Xu Lang finished speaking, the task prompt in front of him disappeared.

"Lang Ge, what's wrong? Did Mad King Building contact you?" Tong Qi asked.

Xu Lang nodded. "The price is too low, they treat me like a bonded slave!"

"Then forget it. We're not in a hurry to increase overall combat power right now." Tong Qi knew Xu Lang hated taking a loss, unless a level fifty behemoth's greatsword was literally across his throat.

No, if that kind of monster actually appeared, Lang Ge would just instantly drop dead on the spot—he certainly wouldn't be cowed by threats.

"Let's go, get ready to sleep. I'm a bit tired today," Xu Lang said.

Tong Qi's cheeks flushed as she asked, "Should we have Mary and the others prepare essential oils and do a back massage?"

Xu Lang's body was powerful; even when injured, he would naturally recover to peak condition. But Mary and the others' essential oil back treatments were a different story.

Their massage skill was Master-level. After a session it could temporarily boost attributes. You could imagine how delightful that felt.

If she weren't shy, Tong Qi would want them to massage her every day.

"Good. You should learn properly from them too," Xu Lang glanced at Tong Qi's indescribably large asset and agreed.

At the thought of certain special visuals, Tong Qi's Charm suddenly rose by five points.

Xu Lang was greatly shocked, then felt ashamed.

He wasn't savvy enough yet!

Tonight he had to pay closer attention.

...

After midnight, the blood rain outside reduced to a drizzle, then to a fine mist.

By six in the morning, the blood rain had stopped.

When the Blood Water flooded the buildings, Mad King Neighborhood Committee had already launched unmanned helicopters with very long standby times to monitor the situation at all times.

At the same time, the Blood Mist Morning Paper kept updating each day.

Outside the stars and moon shifted, but inside Mad King Building everything seemed as usual.

To be honest, this blood calamity caused almost negligible loss to Mad King Building, at least compared to other dormitory buildings.

Xu Lang had logged into Golden Dawn and Blood Mist Mutual Aid Society last night, and even encountered Lord of Dawn. The two didn't see eye to eye, so they didn't get along.

The information from Blood Mist Mutual Aid Society was much more abundant; they said several dorm buildings had fallen and couldn't withstand this round of blood calamity.

Everyone assumed Scarlet End was already over.

And that was indeed the case. When Xu Lang woke at eight in the morning and opened the Neighborhood Committee management group, he saw messages about the falling waterline.

"Blood calamity doesn't seem that difficult. This time the Demon King Castle's turrets didn't fire that many times."

Xu Lang regretted it a little; his leisurely vacation time had ended so quickly.

He immediately checked last night's gains.

A night's effort yielded quite a haul.

[Basic Nightmare Coins 1600, conversion rate 8111%, eight hours total output 131,376 Nightmare Coins]

[Total Nightmare Coins: 1,344,280]

[Mystic Sovereign Meditation Art harvest summary: Constitution +40, Spirit +40, Mirror of Reflexes +2, Demon-Sealing Slash +2]

[Ghostly Deity Power harvest summary: Ghostly Deity Power +30]

[Attributes: Constitution 1100, Spirit 1100, Ghostly Deity Power 630]

Today was June 30, the tenth day of Scarlet End.

Tomorrow would be July.

Since obtaining the Golden Time Rewind Clock, Xu Lang had become particularly sensitive to changes in time; he always felt there was some big secret inside it.

For the time being, Xu Lang didn't get out of bed. Instead, he checked the personal information of the women.

The Dreamlike Night-Blooming Cereus had already been distributed to them last night, boosting the combat power of people like Cao Yaxuan and Wang Yazhi.

When Xu Lang looked at Wang Yazhi's profile, he was surprised.

About eighty to ninety percent of Wang Yazhi's skill library were self-created skills; they could grow independently of the player skill system.

Moreover, Wang Yazhi's cultivation skills had changed.

Through the Dreamlike Night-Blooming Cereus last night, she had seen a higher-level cultivation skill of the Qinglian Refining Qi Art. Now her primary skill was "Qinglian Sword Manual," which improved two basic attributes while also increasing the special attribute "Qinglian True Essence" and accumulating sword intent.

"Not bad, not bad."

"With the Dreamlike Night-Blooming Cereus, Tong Qi and the others' basic skills iterated. Coupled with the high-quality skills I fused for them, they can now hold their own."

Whether Tong Qi and the others could stand alone didn't really matter much to Xu Lang. As long as the gate and turrets were excellent, Demon King Castle would be absolutely safe.

But in the Dorm Survival Game, the women couldn't just lie flat; everyone was scrambling hard.

Except Chi Qingman—she barely played a few rounds before coming to Demon King Castle to freeload.

In some ways, she resonated with Xu Lang the most.

Lying flat, truly delightful!

Next, Xu Lang inventoried Demon King Castle's resources again.

Including but not limited to Terror Force, raw materials, storage facilities, funds, food, items, and equipment.

The more he counted, the more confident he grew.

No zero-tier dormitory building could contend with Mad King Building!

Just one dormitory, Demon King Castle, could win a Building War!

At the thought of continuing to win by doing nothing, a blissful smile spread across Xu Lang's face.

But on the road to effortless victory, there was still a blocking beast.

—In three days, a mysterious creature linked to the Mad King would come to break down the door!

Xu Lang's smile faded as he opened a private message to Zhang Sanfeng.

...

[Xu Lang: Where is the entrance to the underground palace?]

Zhang Sanfeng, sporting two dark circles under his eyes, was drawing talisman paper, his expression utterly exhausted.

Too many strong players had come to Mad King Building; this former top dog had long since fallen from his pedestal; his prestige was gone.

Fortunately, he still had some talisman-making skill, barely maintaining a gap between himself and ordinary players.

But being a production-focused player was exhausting.

He rose early and worked late; his energy was drained as if by a succubus, his spine bent from fatigue.

"Hallucinating again. How could the Dorm Owner possibly PM me?" Zhang Sanfeng stopped drawing and sighed.

All his good brothers had perished; he had no heart to recruit new tenants and didn't even dare sleep deeply, afraid something would happen outside.

Suddenly his vision blurred and a mocking black box with a smiling face appeared in the corner of the room.

In an instant, Zhang Sanfeng's nerves jumped, and he hurriedly opened the private message.

[Zhang Sanfeng: I'm here. Dorm Owner, what orders do you have?]

His heart raced with excitement, his hands trembled, his body shook all over and his eyes reddened.

The Dorm Owner had sent a mission!

As long as he could climb up to the branches of Demon King Castle, his miserable life would be over!