"Young Master," he said with a smile, answering the call.
"Uncle, there are F-grade Undead Dungeons in Province Xth, right?" a voice queried from the other end.
"Yes, Young Master. We have three reserved F-grade Undead Dungeons from the Federation," the butler replied, a hint of confusion in his voice.
"Okay then, Uncle, I want to go to the Undead Dungeon alone," the voice said enthusiastically.
"Young Master... Alright, but promise me you'll return home safe and sound," the butler hesitated before agreeing.
He knew he had to comply with the Young Master's wishes and ensure his well-being.
"Okay, Uncle, I know you're the best," came the excited response.
"Young Master, you must remain vigilant at all times inside the Dungeon," the butler replied sternly.
"Okay," the Young Master assured him.
The call ended, and the butler let out a sigh before dialing another number.
"Follow the Young Master discreetly and intervene only if he faces a life-threatening situation," he instructed calmly.
"Understood," came the neutral response from the other end.
[Note: Sam hails from a wealthy family, but he's the only one left. The Federation grants the rights to the Dungeon solely to the Rich family if the Dungeon falls under their jurisdiction and they successfully manage it. Additionally, they are required to pay a substantial sum to the Federation according to the Dungeon rank.]
"Thank goodness! Uncle agreed without any further hesitation," Sam sighed in relief as he contemplated the challenges he faced. In my previous life, there was a saying that "The more you know about the future, the more you will fear."
However, I have the power to change my fate, so I will work tirelessly until the last moment to alter my destiny.
I drew motivation from these thoughts and began contemplating what I needed for my training.
Five minutes later, I accessed the 'Federation Shop Website' and placed an order for 'four gravity bands,' 'one gravity belt,' 'an E grade sword,' 'a storage ring,' 'a hidden cloak,' and 'a hidden mask,' paying a total of 100,000 UMC.
The 'Federation Shop Website' was exclusively accessible to 'Players' or 'Rich Families.'
Ten minutes later, a pleasant chime sounded from the villa's gate.
I hurried towards the sound and opened the gate to find a man holding a box.
"Sir, your order has arrived," he informed me, handing over the box.
"Thank you, Sir," I replied gratefully, accepting the box. I eagerly opened it to find all the materials I had ordered neatly arranged inside.
I retrieved the gravity bands and belt from the box, which also contained a user manual.
Since I had previous experience with similar gravity equipment, I skipped reading the manual and promptly equipped the bands on both my hands and feet, as well as the belt around my waist.
With a small infusion of mana, the indicator displayed a gravity level of 30 units for both the bands and belt.
Continuing to pour mana, my body quickly reached its limit in under a minute.
I ceased mana infusion, and the indicator settled at 100 units.
To adjust to the increased gravity, I performed some light exercises to help my body adapt.
..
At 6:00 p.m.
I approached a massive monolith cave-like structure surrounded by towering walls. Heavily armed soldiers patrolled the walls, and security was tight at the entrance.
Despite its F grade rating, this dungeon generated millions of dollars in revenue daily, with hordes of adventurers entering, battling monsters, and selling the resources they acquired inside.
The monolith was a serene shade of blue, indicating it posed little threat of a dungeon break.
A shift to orange and then red would signal an imminent dungeon break, a danger that loomed over every adventurer's mind.
However, as long as the dungeon remained blue, it transformed into a lucrative treasure trove, attracting skilled individuals eager to farm its resources.
As I reached the entrance, I presented an identification card claiming the title of 'Young Master and said, "Please, pay no attention to me and think like that I am not a young master," I pleaded.
I lack the necessary Federation Player Card for dungeon access, which is why I resorted to using this borrowed identity.
[Note: Dungeon access requires a 'Federation Player Card' which is issued by Federation, which I currently don't possess. That's why I used my identity.]
A small group of people stood around, either forming parties or inviting others to join them.
At the center of the blue monolith loomed a black hole-like structure, the entrance to the dungeon.
Already, a party was gearing up to enter, and I curbed my curiosity about the other hunters around me, standing a few feet away from the group about to venture in.
It didn't take long for a few individuals to notice my solitary presence at the dungeon entrance.
"Is that player planning to go in alone?" one remarked.
"Another death wish," scoffed another.
"Youngsters these days," someone sighed.
"Who knows? Maybe he's a genius planning to clear this dungeon alone. Haha," joked another, albeit sarcastically.
I brushed off the sarcasm, laughing it off while waiting patiently for my opportunity.
As the entire party swiftly entered the dungeon, my chance had arrived.
With determination, I stepped into the dungeon entrance.
In an instant, I found myself on the first floor of the Undead Dungeon, a completely unknown place.
I focused intently on my surroundings, inspecting the area carefully.
Moving cautiously, I soon spotted five to six F-grade undead skeletons.
Activating my 'Absolute Concealment' skill, I unsheathed my sword and approached the skeletons.
With precision, I used the 'Undead Intimidation' skill, causing all the skeletons to freeze in fear for a few seconds.
Seizing the opportunity, I swung my sword at one of the skeletons.
It raised its bony arms in defense, but my blade struck true, shattering its skeletal frame. The skeleton crumbled to the ground, lifeless and defeated.
Turning my attention to the remaining skeletons, I employed the 'Netherworld Soul Devouring' skill.
Instantly, the remaining skeletons turned into a pile of bone dust, succumbing to my power.