Capítulo 768: Chapter 747: Original Dungeon
Looking at the key and ticket in his hand, Luo Di did not hurriedly leave but wanted to ask the clerk for so information.
After all, the other party should count as half a person in charge of the dungeon.
“Why is the deepest part of the dungeon completely different from ordinary dungeon events, and doesn’t even resemble them in the slightest?
Ordinary dungeons are based on various literary works and have information that can be referenced.
The deepest dungeon is completely unknown and not based on any literary works.”
The clerk exhaled smoke rings, pursed his lips, and replied, “Because… the Corner initially overestimated the standard of this low-level world.
The earliest dungeons had no literary works,
just this pure, unknown, madness-related structure connected to the root, which is why it is called the [Dungeon].
The monsters that first ca here were directly thrown in for random exploration.
Once specific special conditions were t, they could return, such as surviving a certain number of hours or finding a certain old relic.
However, such a design led to a large number of monster deaths inside, including so very talented monsters who had the potential to beco organization leaders now.
Due to the imbalance in design,
although the Corner is inanimate, it set rules before its death. If the survival rate far exceeded the expected rate due to the screening mode, it would reduce the difficulty or change the screening thod.
With deeper integration with the human world, subsequent ‘dungeon events’ were derived.
Independent events established from human horror literature,
providing certain event clues and corresponding derivative rewards,
from the actual effect, this thod can better promote monster growth and enhance screening efficiency.
As for the earliest dungeon, it was left at the deepest part for the original divine selection purpose.
Therefore, the deepest dungeon is also known as the [Original Dungeon].”
Luo Di understood imdiately, “No wonder… I wondered why this place is called a dungeon, even though it seems like a venue for various horror literature-based events.
By the way, where does the Original Dungeon co from? Is it prison remnants brought by a great existence or so special spatial area?”
This question made the clerk very impatient, “You are asking questions that touch the essence of the world, which I am not authorized to answer, nor can I answer. Any question about the Original Dungeon can’t be answered by ; you need to explore it yourself.
Don’t waste any more ti, your ti should be more precious than mine.”
“Thank you.”
Luo Di did not expect to get much information from here, just needed to understand the true essence of the so-called dungeon.
He stepped into the elevator again; there was no button to continue downward, but there was a hole at the bottommost end.
Luo Di inserted the key he just obtained into it and turned it gently.
Clack!
The elevator continued downward.
The feeling given to Luo Di was very different, not just a simple descent in space but also a descent in ti… as if Luo Di was traveling from the modern age to ancient tis, heading to the Olden Era where the essence of the Corner existed.
He had experienced this feeling once before.
It was exactly when lying in the secret room coffin, obtaining relics with the Joke Pituitary, that he had this feeling.
The descent of the elevator seed to take so ti, allowing him to start warming up. The ample sleep from last night, paired with Mr. Rose’s morning feast, had Luo Di in his best state.
After a simple body stretch, the elevator stopped.
“Is this the bottom of a small tower?”
The elevator opened to reveal an ancient tower, constructed of large rough stones, with broken wooden crates scattered around the walls.
Luo Di tried to pull out the key from the elevator, only to find the key had completely weathered away, as if it had endured thousands of years.
Moreover, the energy food he had specifically brought from school was in the sa condition, weathered and crumbled away.
When he looked up to the top, there was no passage through which the elevator had previously traveled, only the top of the hundred-ter-high tower.
At present, it wasn’t dark here; through the windows on the surface of the tower, one could see the starry night outside.
No noise, no danger.
He pushed open the wooden door at the bottom of the tower, revealing an open grassy field. This field didn’t stretch infinitely but was completely enclosed by a circle of over a hundred-ter-high walls.
Whether it was the tower or the style of the walls, there was a sense of a European dieval style, only this height seed sowhat unreasonable.
Too tall, too large.
As if deliberately enclosing sothing.
Such tall and magnificent walls did not enclose a city, rely a special flat building, a [Dungeon].
The dungeon entrance was sealed with a tic-tac-toe-shaped tal gate, like a monster’s mouth filled with tal teeth.
When Luo Di’s gaze turned inward toward the massive door, peering into its shadows, a faint noise resonated in his ears.
It was clear, this was the so-called [Original Dungeon], the place where Old Master Jiang abandoned his flesh and almost died. It’s also the place Luo Di had to explore, where he needed to sever the source of the eyeball.
Beyond that,
Inside the city walls, there were many old wooden huts, and even so weapon racks had fallen to the ground, their ancient weapons long since decayed.
“There must have been a garrison here once, tasked specifically with guarding this unique dungeon, either to prevent things inside from escaping or perhaps for so other purpose.”
Luo Di hastened to the entrance of the only structure,
his eyes caught by a parchnt affixed to the side of the door.
The writing on it was still vaguely legible, allowing him to infer its aning:
≮To the prison guard recruiters responding to the call, welco to this [Original Dungeon].
Before entering the dungeon, you may head to the Guard Room here to receive a free torch and provisions. If there are no guards, feel free to take them yourself.
I trust you are prepared, bring forth all that you have learned over your lifeti and the courage accumulated over the years, explore the dungeon, seek out the most primal, the most insane fears, for within that fear lies the “proof.”
We hope this entrance can recruit qualified prison guards.≯
Luo Di was startled upon reading these words,
“Recruiting prison guards? Could it be that even before the Corner was ford, before that hand fell into our world, such a selection chanism already existed?
The great entity managing the Central Prison wasn’t a solitary effort.
With a comprehensive managent system and nurous subordinates, the most basic ‘prison guard unit’ needs to be recruited through the current thod?
Even soone of Old Master Jiang’s level rely happened to et the recruitnt standards of a prison guard?”
Realizing this dinsional disparity from the text, Luo Di couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath; no wonder when that La Walker arrived, he dismissively called it a lower world.
Following the parchnt’s instructions, Luo Di found the [Guard Room] in the external attached building on the right side of the prison, completely deserted, its fireplace long cold.
The traces of life inside had been erased by ti.
Luo Di found a wooden chest in the corner.
Indeed, inside were torches, their ends sared with a viscous substance, identical to the one in his dreams, made from a special grease from dungeon creatures, providing a unique illuminating fla.
Besides,
The chest even contained a set of dieval knight’s armor, a reasonably sharp sword, and a bag of dried bread.
The armor wasn’t particularly special, so Luo Di only took the bag of bread.
After ensuring there was nothing else, Luo Di returned once more to the dungeon entrance.
He realized that the flat building before him was rely the surface of the dungeon, the relatively safe area.
Inside the structure, there should be passages, stairs, or lifts leading deep underground, to the darkest, maddest regions.
Through the gate, he could see no more than ten ters inside, observing so gray and white floors and sturdy load-bearing pillars.
There was no rush to use the torch yet; he intended to ignite it when he truly needed to face the darkness.
As Luo Di squatted down, his hands gripping the gate’s base, preparing to use brute force to open it,
his tongue slightly curled, his eyes once again looking into the hollowed gate interior.
Sothing seed to be there!
A sound of flesh dragging,
an unpleasant sound of at grinding against at.
It seed like sothing was slowly approaching the gate.
Luo Di halted his actions, quietly waiting, wanting to see what lay between the dungeon… if possible, he intended to try to slay it, gather information, and obtain grease.
Suddenly,
his right eye started to twitch, with whispers echoing from the depths of the eyeball.
“Don’t be foolish!
Even sensing danger, you still want to take the main entrance? Even though this is just the surface of the dungeon, sotis a ‘creature’ lingers here, and it just happened to et you.
I don’t want this marked human species to be snatched away by this disgusting thing.
Quickly, look to your right… my eye will guide you.”
Although unwilling, Luo Di’s right eye forcefully pulled his gaze to a surface of coarse stone wall where nothing seed to be.
But as the alternate pupil flickered, his retinal surface started outlining, directly sketching out a dark side door leading into the dungeon.
“Hurry, you’ll die!”
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