When my consciousness fully regained consciousness, I realized two things. Firstly, I have a very headache, as if a group of bees are flying and bumping around inside. The buzzing echoes quickly make me collapse; Secondly, I am in an unknown room, relatively clean and tidy, with my travel companions looking the most disorganized and disorganized.
Our luggage was placed in the corner of the room, and there was nothing missing after a brief count. I pushed aside several feet placed on my body and barely stood up. Oh! The world is still shaking.
"Ansea..."
Looking back, my hunter companion Kayed also woke up. He also crawled out of the woman's thigh pile, looked at his two companions who were still lying in bed, and met me with a bitter smile.
The two people on the bed hugged the blankets tightly, their eyes closed and their brows furrowed in fear, as if they had had had some nightmare. Speaking of this nightmare, I do remember a nightmare I had. I dreamt that I attended a party for a group of lunatics, but later on, the lunatics went crazy and the whole party fell into a completely insane state of riot That should be a dream... Oh! My head hurts so much... Oh! Damn it, my whole body hurts so much
Pushing open the wooden door, there was no direct sunlight as imagined. A somewhat dim and lengthy passage, with faint light coming from the glowing moss on the ceiling. People here wear light clothes, come back for a short run, and leave for a short run.
... I remember, I seem to be in a dungeon somewhere in Beilu. Yesterday... forget it, let it be a dream
"Good morning!" With a friendly greeting and a youthful expression, the Night Demon Hero ran over. However, Jina beside him remained indifferent, and it was difficult to detect her emotions from her expression.
The Night Demon Xia ran up to me and jumped in place, saying, "Are you feeling better? Yesterday you were drunk and unconscious, and it took a lot of effort to bring you over. If you can't drink, don't drink so much."
But it's dangerous not to get drunk in that situation... I responded by scratching my messy hair. Kayed, who was next to him, nodded slightly in agreement and then asked, "By the way, where are you going with such light equipment?"
"Let's go have some breakfast first, and then jog ten floors easily!" The Night Demon finally stopped and panted. In contrast, Jina beside him had already stopped walking and did not vomit so loudly.
Do you still have mandatory running practice? I asked.
"Compulsory? That's not a big deal. To live in a dungeon, climbing hundreds of stairs every day would be a loss for basic physical fitness. Everyone is used to running a little every day to cultivate some physical strength. Moreover, breathing techniques also have some requirements for cardiovascular function. Good morning, Brother Tai Bao."
Following the direction greeted by the Night Demon Hero, Tai Bao still came running slowly with Ah B dressed in black. The sense of oppression that Tai Bao gave me yesterday has decreased significantly at such times, replaced by an indescribable affinity. But the two impressions are not so clearly opposed and can be clearly blended together.
"Why did you come out today? You just came back, can't you rest?" The Night Demon continued.
Sitting next to us, Tai Bao smiled and said, "It's been too long since I've breathed the air of the dungeon. Let's take a walk. Besides, I'm used to it. It's really sad not to move my body at this time every day. Let's take a step first." The two of them left with a smile.
As the figure of black and green disappeared from sight, the Night Demon looked at me and asked, "How about it? Should we take a walk together?"
There seems to be no reason to refuse.
Hu~Forcing oneself to exercise in a state of hangover, the result is not so uncomfortable. Taking a cold shower on a sweaty body is very enjoyable, thanks to the craftsmanship of the fairy race and a good water supply system.
Recalling the scene I just witnessed, I have to admit that Minotaurus is a genius in the maze. With his wisdom and the efforts of the dwarves and underground dwarves, a maze made of steel appeared before my eyes. The part above the 37th floor of the dungeon gives a completely different feeling, and the light source is provided by a power that I am not familiar with.
According to Night Demon, there are no traps in the steel maze up to the 50th floor, but the obstacles I see along the way are more headache inducing than the traps. What kind of electromagnetic floating floor and intermittent channels generated by time difference, if one is not careful, the outcome may be even more troublesome than traps that trigger rolling stones, flames, and so on.
The entire maze is like an individual exercise ground, testing everyone's sense of rhythm and physical strength. According to the Night Demon Warrior, there is also a distinction between routes, and the part we run belongs to the middle and lower levels, which is also a level that he can better grasp.
And he rarely goes to the part below fifty floors, because it seems to be entirely structured according to Minotaur's ideas and ideas. That is to say, with our wisdom and knowledge, we may need to rely on a lot of luck and be prepared to fight for it. Of course, I also heard that there is a plan for a safe route. If you want to know, go ask the underground dwarves who often run down.
Kayed mentioned a rather interesting question in between. If the enemy attacks and breaks through to the 15th floor where there are people living, which is the territory of the ogres, the defense strength is much weaker than that of the traps, various types of monsters we see, and patrolling warriors above the 13th floor. Moving on to the 38th floor, there will be a series of difficult maze traps. How can we strengthen the defense in the middle?
The Night Demon Hero laughed and replied, "If anyone can break through the top ten layers with their strength, then no matter what kind of traps or monsters they are, they will have no effect.". It's still a question whether anyone in the dungeon can even defeat the opponent. As for below, those are all Minotaur's personal interests and can only be considered amusement facilities.
That's also right. Recalling the part of the first ten floors that can be described as "strange", if someone had the strength to forcefully break through, there would probably be nothing difficult to defeat them. If we rely solely on luck to pass through those traps, the outcome may be even more unfortunate, because being caught by the people of the dungeon is definitely not a good thing. As for whether I can break through this dungeon by luck, it's beyond my imagination.
But this reminds me of an interesting term, 'Seven Warriors'. Well, things are not suitable for drawing conclusions until a result is reached. Just as before the demise of the Black Sheep, everyone believed that the end of the world had arrived, no one had imagined that the Black Sheep would be destroyed by seven men and women.
Returning to the 33rd floor, the residents of the dungeon had prepared the guest rooms for our group of four, and the flowers and Lehua inside were still in a semi unconscious state. I intended to let them continue their rest, but it seems like I started arguing. Just as hard as before, I gathered myself and walked out. Because adventurers like us are not qualified to fall into the bad habit of laziness, and they themselves are quite aware of this.
Accompany them to the dining hall. The simple dishes prepared by the chefs are even more delicious than those offered by ordinary restaurants outside, which is quite a good thing if the ingredients are not known beforehand. But years of travel experience have helped the two women develop a good habit of not being picky about food. Complaining in their mouths, they didn't say much after tasting the delicious cooked rat meat dish.
"Ah! Night Demon." In my impression, the other person was one of the initiators of last night's nightmare. She walked over with a few exquisite dishes in her hand and said, "Come, Night Demon. Try a poison."
The Night Demon Hero didn't want to, so he pinched it and put it in his mouth. As he chewed, he said, "Mi Xiang, who wants to eat it? I need to test the poison first. Ah! It can't be them, can it?" The Night Demon Xia pointed at us sitting next to him with chopsticks and continued, "Don't worry so much, poison won't kill them."
Well... forget it, for him, saying so is already considered very polite. What else should I force? However, the words spoken by this skilled chef are truly stunning.
"No, I want you to try and see if this poison works."
Staring wide eyed, the Night Demon Warrior looked at the person in front of him with disbelief. One hand grabbed the neck, and the chewing mouth stopped moving. "You... you..."
I looked at the woman who was feeding the Night Demon Hero poison. She had an excited and hopeful expression, as if waiting for the drug to take effect.
"But it's quite delicious, is that all these plates?"
It seemed like a heavy counterattack, with their expressions instantly swapping. Depression and disappointment hung on Mi Xiang's face, while the Night Demon continued to happily taste his poison.
Despite stuffing his mouth with food, the Night Demon still greeted him, "Ah! The Great Demon King."
The transparent man wearing a cloak walked over and asked, "Night Demon Hero, have you seen Tai Bao? What are you eating? Eating this kind of virtue."
"The poison made by Mi Xiang is very delicious. Take a breath." The Night Demon Xia brought one of the dishes that was about to be swept away by him.
An anxious expression appeared on the chef's face, but before she could stop it, the Great Demon King had already taken off his gloves and Five Tigers went down the mountain to grab a big handful and stuff it into his mouth.
"Ah~No way, this is an immediate poison..."
"Mmm! That's great. Mi Xiang, is this the new menu?" You can still vaguely see the Big Demon King sucking his finger, maybe it's just my illusion.
What is more heartbreaking than working hard without achieving any results. The chef, whose self-esteem was severely stimulated, was crouching on the ground beside him, muttering to himself.
The Night Demon Knight seemed to want to comfort the wounded chef, but unfortunately, he couldn't bear to let go of the delicacy in his hand and didn't have time to do such a small thing. And the Great Demon King also picked up other dishes and tasted them on his own.
"Great Demon King, I heard you're looking for me." The ones walking from afar were Tai Bao and Ah B.
As he made a gesture of wiping his hands with his cloak, the Great Demon King put the plate forward and said, "Let's taste the new dish made by Mi Xiang first. What is it called 'poison'?"
"Really? Let's take a bite first," Tai Bao pinched and took a small bite. As soon as he put it into his mouth, his expression was as if he had been electrocuted, and he immediately lay on the ground.
As Tai Bao fell, the Great Demon King hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Hey! Mi Xiang, what are these dishes?"
Maintain a posture with your back to us, squatting on the side. Mi Xiang said weakly, "It's just an ordinary dish, I just added some poison I researched myself. But it seems to be a failure. You only use it as a seasoning when you eat it."
"Do you know the symptoms of taking poison?"
Standing up and looking up at the ceiling, Mi Xiang recalled, "I did an experiment with mice. As soon as I ate it, I started slightly foaming..."
The fallen Taibao rolled his eyes and continuously spat white saliva from his mouth.
"Then the limbs turned purple and the body temperature dropped rapidly..."
The black sleeves paired with purple palms give me a feeling of mismatch. And it also seems to have a thin layer of white frost on the back of the hand.
"Shaking..."
He trembled and trembled as if he had epilepsy. Ah B was squatting beside Tai Bao, gently poking, and every time he touched his body, Tai Bao would twitch for a while.
"And then it just farted."
"Have you made any antidote?" The Great Demon King crouched down next to the Tai Bao and asked the person behind him.
"How could there be that kind of thing," the Night Demon Xia widened his eyes and looked at a naturally speaking Mi Xiang. As she turned around, she saw Taibao lying on the ground. First, she hesitated for a while, then she picked up her hands and jumped up happily, saying, "Did you succeed? Did you succeed?"
The little girl's excitement was due to the worst behavior. I really can't make any comments on this matter.
The Great Demon King approached the Tai Bao and asked, "Do you have any last words to explain?"
I vaguely heard the murmur of "I am not willing to...". And Ah B cast a mixed emotional gaze on the fallen Tai Bao, none of which is called 'care'. I really can't figure out what kind of relationship there is between her and Tai Bao.
Standing up to stop Mi Xiang's excitement, the Great Demon King said, "Go and make the antidote. Since Tai Bao is unwilling to die, then don't let him die."
"Yes! The Great Demon King." Mi Xiang stood up straight and saluted, running away happily. Before leaving, he turned to Ah B and said, "Sister B, let's take Tai Bao Ge to the kitchen first."
Kitchen? Upon hearing Mixiang's destination, the two people who were having breakfast coincidentally looked at the food on the plate, while Kayed and I were touching our stomachs. Why can the kitchens in the dungeon make such things? I pray to never know the answer.
Carrying an empty plate, the Night Demon Xia walked over to me and changed it, saying, "Actually, the taste is really good." He brought the dishes that were still hot in his hand to me, and the Night Demon Xia asked, "Do you want a bite?" I shook my head and followed him desperately.
Putting the plate back on the table, the Great Demon King wiped his greasy fingers and said, "Forget it. Night Demon Xia, you can help me run a leg first."
"Oh!" The Night Demon Xia swallowed the food stuffed in his mouth before putting down the plate and asking, "What's up?"
The Great Demon King sat at the long table, poured a cup of tea and drank it. Bian said, "Go find Old Red to inform him of the good news for the evening, and also bring back a gold plate for the ritual from him. The previous dwarf said he was short of materials and took it to melt."
"No, no!" The Night Demon Xia sat down next to the Great Demon King and bent his foot on the chair, saying, "If it's in a bad mood, then I'm not going to die. I feel like I'll be eaten as a wedding cake while I'm spreading good news. Don't make a fuss, let's do something else, okay?"
Moving the stone mask forward, the Great Demon King said in a low voice, "Then send Mori home."
"Stop making trouble, can we have any worse suggestions?" The Night Demon Xia leaned his face against the stone mask and said in a bargaining tone, "One path may lead to death, and the other path may lead to tragic death. Is there a third path to take?"
"Then go to the fifteenth floor and talk to the ogres, 'The man in front of you can handle By XXXX, the Great Demon King.' Then it's up to you to decide your fate based on your usual behavior. What might happen if you die tragically?" The Great Demon King moved away from the disappointed expression of the Night Demon Xia and took a sip of the remaining tea before saying, "If you want your way of death to be tiring, make a choice." He then left.
The Night Demon Warrior, sitting in his original position, lowered his head and sighed. Lehua beside him approached the Night Demon Hero and lightly patted his dejected shoulder, saying, "How about accompanying you on a trip?"
"Do you think your life is too long?"
I also looked at Lehua with confusion in my arms. She shook her head desperately and quickly said, "No! I haven't seen the Red Dragon with my own eyes, so I think it's okay from a distance. Besides, if you have any contingency, we can help you notify the Great Demon King and them."
When will she also do this?
Looking at the smirk on Lehua's face, the Night Demon Hero could only weakly reply, "You look great!"
By the way! It seems like it's troublesome to send the skeleton Mori home, why? On the way to the second floor, I raised my questions while chatting.
"Mori? How could it not be troublesome? Mori was found on the eighth layer by us, and it should be a magical tool left behind by some dementia monster," said the Night Demon Man disapprovingly.
Magic tools? I asked after you.
With a slight nod, the Night Demon continued, "When you hold a skull, it perceives your thoughts and speaks them out. And these types of skulls are made by creatures with considerable intelligence, so they know a lot of knowledge." Speaking of this, the Night Demon looked disdainfully and said, "But the mouth is also very venomous, and not many people in the dungeon dare to carry it all day except for a pig's mane."
Poisonous and spicy? Can it be more brilliant than the Night Demon Warrior? Of course, I didn't express such a question, I just responded with a bitter smile as a foil.
"So Luo, we need to send Mori back to the Yongjiang battlefield. With our strength, we can enter that kind of place and it may not take long to be solved by those fighting enthusiasts."
Haha! Of course, this is also a contrasting bitter smile. But thinking of this, I thought of another thing: why don't they interfere with the dungeon? Even in a few other places, hungry ghosts and hell are guarding their own world? I asked so.
Raising this question actually left the Night Demon Hero stunned for a moment. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I'm not sure. According to King Yanluo, there are natural rules in different worlds that do not interfere with each other. If this rule is broken, other resistance interference will naturally occur. Generally, it tends to operate in a balanced manner."
King Yanluo, when it comes to this god, I can't help but think of yesterday's events. I asked, don't you all respect these ancient gods?
"Respected? Why? You've seen them with your own eyes, they're actually very easy to get along with," the Night Demon replied naturally.
Wait a moment, with your own eyes? I think that's where the problem lies.