Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Newcor Trial Dungeon – [Civilization’s Wound]!
Inside the small house beside the slum’s garbage dump.
Wearing a set of Fish Scale Armor, Mo Qingchen sat upright at the edge of the bed, his eyes slightly closed, quietly waiting for the Abyss to arrive.
On the table not far away, a clock was placed, its ticking sound echoing in his ears.
As the clock’s hands moved, the nearer it got to 12 noon.
When the three clock hands overlapped, a unique Abyssal Aura crossed countless light years, tearing through the world’s barrier to arrive.
[New Beastmaster Trial Countdown: 0 hours 0 minutes 0 seconds!]
As the countdown hit zero, countless people on Blue Star who had just awakened this year were captured by the Abyssal Rules and were forcibly drawn into the newcor trial dungeon in the next mont!
Mo Qingchen felt a montary weightlessness, and the next second, he was rapidly falling from the air.
Just as he was about to have a close encounter with the ground, a special force lifted him, gently placing him on a rooftop.
[New Beastmaster Trial Mission Started!]
[Welco to the Abyssal Trial Dungeon—Civilization’s Wound!]
[Current Location: Red Mist City!]
[Abyssal Dungeon Tier: Four!]
[Mission: 1. Survive for ten days; 2. Obtain points (no less than 100 points)]
Standing on the rooftop platform, Mo Qingchen gazed deeply at this world.
The high-rise buildings, with their outer walls in ruins, seed to have been eroded by ti.
Endless red mist enveloped the entire city, shrouding everything below the 20th floor of the high-rise buildings.
Oddly shaped plants twisted and invaded each other, growing wildly, breaking through the cover of the red mist, standing shoulder to shoulder with the ruins of the buildings.
In the crowns and vines of these plants, countless bizarre animals, exotic beasts, and monsters road.
Animals combined with plants, tal rged with vegetation, semi-organic and chanical hybrids, all kinds of monsters, enough to make one’s skin crawl.
"What kind of dungeon is this? From a distance, all the monsters hiding in the treetops are Tier Three existences?!"
Mo Qingchen was solemn, the monsters he saw hiding were displayed with countless intelligence through the [Eye of Truth].
Not a single monster had a tier below Tier Three, which was sowhat ridiculous!
"Could it be that I’ve had terrible luck for generations, starting out in the monster’s lair?"
Mo Qingchen couldn’t help but think so, having looked all around, finding that all the hidden monsters among the towering plants piercing through the red mist around the building were uniformly Tier Three.
Using Spiritual Power to communicate with the [Abyss Pattern], the figure of Mo Jin was summoned from the Beast Taming Space and appeared beside him.
"Master, where is this?"
Mo Jin landed, his ruby eyes quickly scanning the surroundings, and asked softly.
"A ruined city, most likely an end-of-the-world type Abyssal Trial Dungeon."
Having read many novels of this type about apocalyptic disasters in the previous life, its horror level...
Ah, Mo Qingchen’s eyes focused, watching a pink tentacle pierce through the red mist, accurately coiling around the crown of a giant tree where a cat? Tiger?
Damn it, this monster, reminiscent of a cat or tiger, looked about three ters tall, more than six ters long, with gray-yellow vines coiled around its body.
The mont the pink tentacle wrapped around it, the Tier Three monster disappeared rapidly from the tree crown, dragged into the red mist, leaving only a cry of terror and anguish.
"Damn! What the hell is that thing? It just snatched an LV35 monster and dragged it away without any resistance!"
Shivering slightly, Mo Qingchen, who was just about to send Mo Jin out to scout, felt cold sweat dampen his back.
Damn! Almost right at the start, nearly sent his own Guardian Beast as a delivery service.
Quietly pulling Mo Jin away from the previous spot, Mo Qingchen then extended his Spiritual Power to investigate this dilapidated building.
With 52 points of Spiritual Power, he could "see" everything within a range of 52 ters.
This is a Twin Towers building, a platform that’s over a thousand ters tall, in complete disarray.
Stones, dirt, broken iron doors, rotting wood, a rusted, crashed flying machine, with three skeletons inside.
Peering through the building’s layers, Mo Qingchen’s Spiritual Power allowed him to "see" the situation of more than a dozen floors below.
Monsters were roaming, fighting, devouring one another, while more lurked in the shadows, quietly ambushing, waiting for prey to deliver themselves.
However, most of these monsters had similar body types, standing only about 1.5 ters tall, though they were bipedal, they walked with bent backs and forelegs on the ground.
They looked human but with short hind legs, strong, long forearms, their heads two sizes larger than normal humans, and most interesting, they had only one eye and a grinning mouth, with no nose or ears.
Of course, this wasn’t the only type resembling humans; there were other kinds too, but these human-like ones were the most nurous.
Mo Qingchen, with Mo Jin, headed straight to the crashed flying machine.
The aircraft sowhat resembled a helicopter, but it lacked rotors, with the cockpit mostly shattered, and nearby scattered bones lay.
What caught Mo Qingchen’s extra attention was the three-finger claw mark ripping through the tal at the helicopter’s tail compartnt.
Clearly, faced with sudden catastrophe, the survivors piloted this aircraft to escape, only to be attacked by so kind of monsters, causing it to crash and leaving the three survivors without escape.
"Strange bones, estimated to be only about 1 ter in height, all three skeletons are quite similar, with one slightly slimr."
Judging by the looks, the owners of these three skeletons seed like dwarfs.
Mo Qingchen stroked his chin, then pulled out a special box from the broken hatch of the aircraft.
[Portable Sealed Storage Box (small): Contains ten well-preserved Nutritional Supplents (Type One).]
This was a small box similar in size to a Space Backpack, with the [Eye of Truth] directly displaying its information.
After a brief study, Mo Qingchen pressed a white indented button on the top of the box.
The lid of the small box opened to the sides, revealing the items inside.
Inside were neatly placed ten palm-length tube-like glass containers, each with a faintly green liquid, with a hint of starlight flowing within the glass.
[Nutritional Supplent (Type One): A type of nutritional liquid, can be used as food, or to slightly recover injuries.]
"Not bad, starting with food that can also serve as healing dicine."
Nodding in satisfaction, Mo Qingchen took out the ten [Nutritional Supplents], used his Spiritual Power to communicate with the [Abyss Pattern], and placed them directly into the item slot.
He also noticed that in the [Abyss Pattern] item slot, his Space Backpack was visible but couldn’t be taken out, seeming to be blocked by the Abyssal Rules.
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