"How bad is it?" A young boy asked the doctor on the other side of the phone. He spoke in an almost broke Chinese, but it was understandable.
"Really bad, he has both of his arms broken, almost completely shattered. His ribs broke into his lungs and he was bleeding and losing much blood, his shoulder was shot as well has both of his legs. He has a small case of a fractured skull and he will likely have a scar over his face." The doctor said, it took a while for the boy to understand, but when he translated it, he was very happy. But he did not show it.
"I see, when will he be back?" He asked, this was the most important one after all.
"He will be back to Japan in around three months, but he will not be able to be a hero for at least six months." At this the boy was celebrating in his mind, after all, if his father cannot hero, he will not be able to get a high ranking.
"Thank you for telling me." He said before he hung up.
"How bad is it?" His sister and brother asked, they did not know Chinese so they had to give it their brother who was leaning Chinese.
"The best, he shouldn't be home for another three months and will not be able to hero for another three after that." He was excited, he hates his father after what he did to his mother.
"I see, at least the house will be more quiet without him barging around." His brother said.
"Praise the lord for he has answered our prayers." The boy said.
"What a shame, his imprisonment would have given me quite a lot of dungeon points." Alexander sighed to himself.
Endeavor would give him around seventy dungeon points an hour. That number only increased when he created his core.
"What a shame." He said to himself, but there was something he planned to do, that was buying another subordinate. They would cost a pretty penny, actually, it would take up the rest of his remaining dungeon points, but he would still do it, because subordinates are just that valuable, he wouldn't need to capture people, he could just mass murder a few thousand and he would make his money back.
He pressed the spin button and watched as the wheel spun around and around. The wheel spun before it started to slow down. It then stopped on an undead.
[ Senso Tsuyoi
A famous Samurai from long ago, he fought in thousands of wars and thus his body had developed muscles memory that persisted even when he is dead. While most undead fight with pure strength, higher forms of undead such as Senso Tsuyoi use techniques.
D-rank ]
The undead was summoned before him. The undead bowed before him.
"Very good." Alexander said. He knew the undead here had some form of intelligence. It could understand his thoughts as well.
He already wanted to make a type of dungeon, but that would take a while, so he would just have him on stand by now.
He would have him guard the tomb as well. Since that is kinda where he is supposed to be. An undead, someone who died.
It's not like anyone would be able to get there in the next few months. After all, even if the second best hero in Japan can't do anything but run, then it would take a long time for them to reach the next floor.
The best core someone has is the third stage of basic, very, very low in his opinion, but considering where he once lived, this is quite fast.
But still, the mortality rate is also quite low compared to his old world, right now, three in ten people die, in his past world, it was five or six out of ten died depending where you came from.
"How peaceful, let's stir up a bit of trouble."
"Oi, troll, enter the beginner's area." He said, the troll just nodded its head and started to walk over to the beginner's area.
It carried its club over its shoulder and each step it took left great imprints. It soon marched over to the beginner's area. It saw a bunch of weaklings, all trying their hardest to defeat even the weakest beings.
They looked up at it and fear showed on their face, they could all sense his core being much higher than theirs.
It raised its club over its head and slammed it down. The person who was under the attack turned into a puddle of blood on the ground.
"Rarrrrrr!!" The giant roared with all of its might, the aura leaving from its mouth sent fear through the body of everyone present.
It brought its club up and slammed it back down on the humans. Another human became a puddle of blood under the club of the giant.
At this the people gathered their mind and used their Returner's Stone and ran away. Hoping the Returner 's Stone could teleport them back before the giant killed them.
The giant was left alone. It looked around and started to wander the area. Looking for anyone who could become his victim.
Suddenly a notification popped up.
[ A man once considered Pure Evil, Demon King, and the Symbol of Chaos as heard of your dungeon and decided to try it out. Repel him or kill him.
Reward: Second Dungeon ]
This surprised Alexander, but he really wanted that second dungeon. So he would go all out. He then saw the person, a man in a business suit, his head covered with an industrial mask that seemed like a life support.
'Everyone except the treasure guardians, there is a man in a suit and a large mask over his head, kill him.' He ordered. He then gave them a location to go to.
The monsters looked into the direction before they all started to charge forward. It was a beast ride. An occurrence that happened when monster gathered together and started to travel together towards a location.
The Shroom men who were closest to the man charged at the man. Spears in hands thrusted forward. But they were repelled with a shockwave.
Arrows struck the suit but it went in and spewed it back out like rubber. They gathered their aura and continued to attack. Each attack being enchanted by aura did more damage than before. But even one time two is only two.
They were only small nicks in the suit.
"Is this the dungeon?" He asked himself, his voice being very warped and bored.
"Maybe this is the first floor." He said to himself.
"Well, I guess this would be dangerous for the average hero." He said, he felt the dungeon suppressing his quirks. He could only use them at half power.
Thumping noises were going off before a large club fell down upon the man. He blocked it with his hands, but the force of the attack crashed into his arms, moving it down, it then broke the arms, and ran right into the head.
The man moved to the side and dodged more of the impact. The club crashed into the ground the shockwave completely covered the man, scrapping his suit.
The giant already anticipated this and swung the club sideway, right into the man, causing him to crash into a tree.
"That is quite the strength you have there, maybe thirty, no forty percent of All Might's strength." He said to himself.
The giant was right in front of him at this moment, its club swung upwards and it crashed. But the man had dodged, only breaking the tree.
The next moment an arrows shot into the shoulder of the man, the arrow pierced the suit, skin, and some layers of muscles.
"How impressive." He said, only for more arrows to fly his way. This time knowing the arrows were coming he managed to dodge. Only for him to be eaten, a giant python opened its mouth and devoured the man. But it soon had a hole in its stomach. The man had blown a hole into it. But the stomach acid did quite a lot of damage.
Some of his skin was falling off.
"I quite liked this suit." He said looking at his suit which was barely even there now. A club appeared from above and slammed down on him, the man increased his strength even more, enough so he would be able to block it.
But he was still slammed into the ground. His bones broke from the force. It was because the giant added even more aura and he was using the special ability of the equipment he was using.
He man immediately knew the conditions of his body, he would not be able to continue fighting the giant at this rate. So he did the most logical thing and used his quirk to teleport away, but the portal after it was formed dissolved into nothing.
"What?" He said, but then the club slammed into his back, sending him into a tree. He remembered what one of his informants said, the only way to get out was by using a stone the monsters sometimes dropped. He took one with him, so he reached into his pocket and crushed it.
But the giant didn't let him go with just that, the giant smashed the club into the man, as he teleported away. He was sent flying away. The moment he was out of the dungeon he used one of his quirk and teleported away.
The force of the attack still continued however, so when he teleported into his laboratory, his body slammed into a capsule, one containing the body of an experimented human with its brain exposed. The capsule broke and the experiment fell out as the green liquid also poured out.
"For someone who calls themselves the Demon King, he sure is weak." Alexander said to himself. After all, the troll wasn't even an advanced monster, in his past life, he could kill one with just a twitch of his mouth.
[ Quest Complete ]
[ A man once considered Pure Evil, Demon King, and the Symbol of Chaos as heard of your dungeon and decided to try it out. Repel him or kill him.
Reward: Second Dungeon ]
"But I will take the free dungeon." He said.
Suddenly a globe appeared before him. "So I point towards the place I will plant the dungeon. Hmm. Can I wait on this, I still need a while before I can truely plant a dungeon on the other side. After all, the Americans can be said to be conquerors, they will take any piece of land they can get their greedy hands on." He said to himself, already knowing where to place it. China is more strict and more rule regulated, so many people could not enter the dungeon, but knowing America, they would allow anyone to enter.
Besides, he already had an idea as to which land he would choose, the Great Plains. A vast expansion of land, fertile and ready for conquering. The moment they did out, they would rush in, trying to take any land they could, it would be like the Wild West again.
And the next one he will get is a cave with oil, those two added together and America will rush into the dungeon without a second thought. So rather than like the first dungeon where he will try to place as much dangerous things as possible, he will place a lot of weak things. If a dungeon in China needs Quality monsters, in America, he will need a large quantity of monsters.