Okay… Let's see the perk first.
[Dungeon Master] – This signifies that the user is indeed, fit to rule over his own dinsion. Increases strength of all Dungeon generated monsters by 200% and monsters living inside the Dungeon of the owner of this perk by 100%. Increases daily DP inco by 25%, and daily EXP inco by 10%. Increases all stats by 25% when inside the user's Dungeon.
… That is one busted perk… I'm a little confused as to why it wasn't given to earlier and sad that it is only active when inside my own Dungeon, but hey, I live here, and I'm staying here for most of my life since I do not want to find out what would happen if the Dungeon Core is destroyed without nearby.
That, and yes, more EXP and DP gain is good for . I don't know why I can't get more DP from killing and repelling them, but capturing them and gaining more from them, as well as getting more workforce, is better than outright killing them.
Plus, the percentage stacks multiplicatively, so if I'm not mistaken, I get about a 37.5% increase in EXP instead of 35%.
Huh, will that bump in EXP requirent be rendered null if I get more monsters in my Dungeon…?
'Note to self, capture monsters instead of killing them.' I stroked my chin, pleased with the outco. 'Well then, next on the list is this [Monkey King's Scepter]… Is this the Ruyi Jingu Bang?'
Taking the scepter out of my inventory, the scepter did indeed look like the Ruyi Jingu Bang…
'Am I supposed to be a Monkey King rip-off then?' If that were true, then that would be a really good thing too. Having the power to fight Gods would be a godsend in this godforsaken world. All I need then is his abilities and strength – which I'm sure is a pipe dream for , what with the Gods nerfing and all their bullshit – and I can call it a day. 'I wonder though, how would it feel to surf on a cloud?'
Shaking myself from those thoughts, I focused on the Ruyi Jingu Bang lookalike and swung it around with my massive fra, of course, away from the crowded streets of the monster-populated city.
So things I learned. The scepter can grow broader or slimr, as well as taller and shorter, but to an extent only. Also, instead of using only my thoughts – or will, as the myth depicted – it used my mana as a resource.
MP: 1825 / 2025
So, 50 MP for each alteration, and it has a ti limit of five minutes before returning to its original state, or if I change its form once again using Mana. It can grow up to about 5 ters tall, and 3 ters thick, about the size of a pen in its smallest form. No matter how small the change is, 50 MP is always used.
It was also awkward to swing around with my huge body in its original form.
'Is there a way to humanize my posture?' I looked at my stubby legs and huge, hairy arms supporting my body. 'I'll have to check the Dungeon Store later.'
Moving on, I stored the scepter back in my inventory. The only way for to use that scepter properly with my current body is to imbue it with mana and enlarge it to fit my fra.
Done with the experints with the staff – I'm calling it a staff since it looks like one – I made my way through the area devoid of monsters, since most monsters were on break at this ti of day, and also because of the resting from the raid earlier.
Greeting the monsters again once I made my way towards an area where monster traffic was high, what with it being a main road and all, I arrived at my destination.
The Cagehouse. Technically, it is a prison, but I like to differentiate it from a holding place for monsters, since in prisons, I would at least give rights to those inhabiting it. The Cagehouse, however, isn't any different from a slave house. This is the place where I would place those who would either die, or spend a life of torture until they die.
The latter won't be done since there isn't anyone who would be deserving of it… yet… Maybe the leader of this whole fiasco of the whole Human Supremacy bullshit, which isn't any different from extre racism. Dying though, that is an option for monsters like these who thought that raiding my Dungeon was a smart idea.
They ca bringing violence as a weapon. Then we would retaliate with violence as well. They were the losing side, and since most monsters follow the rules of the jungle, ti to be Alpha Monke.
Upon entering the building, what greeted my vision were a bunch of cages, so big, so small. So monsters, who were goblins tasked with facilitating the area, were having trouble trying to squeeze through the tiny gaps left by the cages haphazardly left around.
"… This place is a ss…" I facepald. The goblins noticed my presence and paled when they saw disappointed with the state of the place.
'Well, they're not wrong…' I sighed. I called upon the Dungeon nu once again to relay my orders to Domino, who was busy sleeping in a hammock that looked giant enough to accommodate … That's my hammock, isn't it…?
"Mu… Papa…?" She greeted with half-tired eyes. I was exasperated by this child. Sleeping in for the whole day, and still finding herself tired.
"Call in so gorillas, tell them to head to the Cagehouse." Domino nodded sleepily.
"Yes… Haaaaaahhhhhh…" Domino let out a huge yawn before disconnecting the call. Whatever happened on the other side, I could guess that she went back to sleep.
"Now then… All of you." I addressed the still locked up monsters. "You have two options, either submit and work for , or die."
I brought out the Monke Staff and slamd it on the ground after imbuing it with mana to make it bigger to fit my fra. The ground below us cracked as a mini-earthquake spread through the area, shocking every monster – those under my thumb, as well as those still in cages – into silence and inaction.
Needless to say, all of the caged monsters showed their most submissive pose, with the goblins bowing with their tongues licking the ground and the orcs lying flat on their belly.
A few monts later, the gorillas arrived and helped let the monsters out of their cages and properly incorporate them into the society of monsters, as well as arranging the horrible layout of the Cagehouse.
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