Man of Dungeon

About two hours ago...

It was when Jisan and the others landed in the Monkey Island Dungeon.

"Cookkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

White spot pattern on orange ground (orange) … Solo by a young man dressed in a passionate colored hoodie like a popular tropical fish who was once also the model of the main character of the ocean-themed movie… grunts.

A giant fortress soars in the middle of the Monkey Island dungeon.

A certain boss monster, reigning at its top, had the authority to manage the entire island.

By virtue of the monitoring authority of that authority, the challenger to the dungeon was being monitored sequentially.

Not many players land in the Monkey Island Dungeon.

Not many, but not many.

On average, a few groups enter and exit the island of this fortress every day.

On the other hand, many players who challenged the island were "clapping out” and leaving the island.

For there are so many fortresses, forests as if to protect them, but they cannot even enter them.

The youth was bored.

Born down in this world, I even played with that authority for a while.

I changed the prevalence of monsters in the woods to make a little prank or even try to increase the drop rate of rare items at random.

But I got tired of that right away, too.

Even when it comes to administrative authority, his authority was only acceptable from a "higher being”.

And most importantly, the youth did not have the right to be challenged by many players while having the authority to manage the island.

While he was given the rare authority of managing the dungeon, his inability to freeze consciousness until the arrival of challengers that many boss monsters could use might also have fuelled his boredom.

That was a special day for him.

For the first time, "players with the right to challenge themselves" landed.

He was happy.

Even if he were to perish in this battle, it was because it was the reason he was created in this world.

"Cook Cook... I am the strongest of the Four Heavens..."

………………

Ha... but what the hell are they doing...

At heart they have no sign of coming into the fortress in a row, even though for the first time ever a player with the right to challenge himself has landed.

There's no way to even get close to the woods, and at the end of the sentence, it's the beginning and end of fishing, etc.

Well, fishing at the end of a journey is common in games.

But...... from the start sitting back is preparing for a long battle...

... No, it's not...

But just in case... let's get the fishing encount around the island to zero... then we'll give up soon and they'll attack us...

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Fifteen minutes later...

Ha, they look hopeful even though they don't even catch it......!

How far does it stick...... interesting......

Half an hour later...

Pretty shabby...... this giving up evil...... I saw them as pretty boney guys......

A boulder is someone who has the right to challenge me...

I'm really looking forward to it.

But, Uncle, you'll never catch it, but you're gonna hang up the invite a little trick... That's pretty cute...

An hour later...

Ha... finally one person, roots up, started sleeping...

Cook...... it will be only a matter of time for the two remaining......

... Wouldn't you like to come soon...

An hour and a half later...

……

We're going here too...

Hey, no, I'm the strongest of the Four Heavens. I'll take my own legs, etc., stop laughing......!

... It's just a last resort...

Two hours later...

Weird......

Since then... it's only been half an hour. So...?

In the meantime, no change whatsoever.

I feel like I'm running out of time, and I feel like I'm running out of time for a strange long time...

These guys... when the hell do you realize that the act is unproductive...

Two hours and five minutes later...

"The sea is strangely quiet today..."