lcionline Chapter 10 Dungeon
Chapter 10 Dungeon
"Boss, didn't the contract you gave me say I'd have two companions?"
After a brief and intense internal struggle, Olivia accepted with a clear conscience the fact that she had become Caesar's subordinate.
My task was simply to gather information that everyone knew about the boss.
This level of activity hardly qualifies as "adventure rape," does it?
If any tasks cross her bottom line in the future, she can simply adjust her moral boundaries accordingly.
"Yes, that was Lucia. There was also someone named Luna, but she was busy and didn't have time to come over."
"Hehehehe... I wonder what Luna looks like, will she have a youthful face and white hair, or be a cool and cute older sister...?"
Oliya's face, comparable to that of a succubus, contorted in a distorted expression, yet somehow possessed a unique beauty.
Caesar stopped Olya's sexual fantasies and commanded:
"Have you remembered the ways I just taught you to deal with external situations?"
"Got it, boss."
"Recite it once."
"Yes, boss." Olya immediately began to recite.
"After I went out, I told the truth about the contents of the grand prize and that I made a random wish that caused a program error, which resulted in the grand prize being gone and replaced with a regular purple reward."
"After that, I will most likely be sent back to my father's territory by my brother and become an earl's daughter again."
I'll use my resentment as an excuse to gather all sorts of information about the dungeon, as well as the outside world's attitude towards the North Dungeon, and then come back when you've finished updating the dungeon again, boss.
"If I'm not sent back, or if there's crucial intelligence, I'll find a chance to get close to the dungeon and inform you, boss, through a soul contract!"
"Very good, very energetic!"
Caesar nodded in satisfaction, his figure and the golden space disintegrating into specks of golden light that slowly dissipated.
He had already placed a restriction in the slave contract with Olya, preventing her from revealing his existence to the outside world in any form.
The plan is flawless.
The curtain of golden light vanished completely.
Orlando and his guards, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed forward and formed a human wall to protect Oria.
People outside could not see the 1.6-meter-tall girl through the 1.8-meter-high wall.
"Why are you crying? Didn't you win the grand prize?"
"Waaah! Brother, my grand prize is gone!"
Olya cried so loudly that half the people on the sixth floor could hear her description.
"Customize racial appearance?"
"Can personality be customized?"
"Is there still potential for further development?"
"It can even be resized!"
One word after another made the adventurers' eyes light up, and their enthusiasm for the lottery soared to unprecedented heights.
However, the imagination was beautiful, but the reality was cruel; without exception, they all became the light that Caesar harvested.
"Not bad, looks like Olivia isn't really stupid after all."
Caesar nodded secretly, humming a cheerful tune as he waited for night to fall.
As the clock struck twelve, Caesar excitedly raised his scythe and swept away all the adventurers in the dungeon.
Current health points: 398763
Average daily life points consumed: 2000 points
Nearly 400,000 life points—that's Caesar's net gain over eight days.
If Caesar could leave the dungeon, he would probably have stopped eating beef and could directly stack his level to an extremely high rank.
With a huge sum of money on him, Caesar used his life force to teleport directly to Luna and Lucia's secret base on the fifth underground level.
In the spacious modern living room, Lucia, dressed in black and white, stands on one leg.
Her long, slender legs were spread out straight at a 180-degree angle.
Without needing to use her arms for support, one of her legs compressed the fat on her chest, almost bursting her clothes, creating a perfect split.
Lucia's beautiful figure beneath her skirt was laid bare before Caesar.
While Caesar took it for granted, he critically appreciated the beauty of the scenery.
Succubi, after all, possess a level of physical flexibility far beyond what most people imagine.
It's only natural that one can achieve this level of performance without wearing safety shorts that restrict movement.
Lucia is a combatant, and she needs to do yoga like this every day after training to loosen up her muscles.
She wasn't shy at all when she noticed Caesar's arrival; instead, she boldly displayed her stunning curves and figure, attempting to seduce him.
On the other sofa, little Luna was writing furiously over a large number of documents on the coffee table.
Caesar instructed her to organize the information the succubi had extracted from the guests and selectively hand over some of it to the Ston family.
In addition, Caesar also entrusted her with the task of organizing the worldview from the vast amount of information.
Lucia, who is in charge of combat, only needs to train, while Luna has a lot more to consider.
What? You're asking why there's a modern living room in a dungeon in a fantasy world?
Of course, it is the manifestation of the life force of the Caesar flower.
If he understood the principles of computers and other such things, he could easily build an internet cafe.
This place is located at the deepest part of the fifth underground level. There are no magic circles or exits or anything like that. Caesar has to use his life points to teleport in and out.
"Luna, come here and bring me the world information you've compiled these past few days."
"Okay, boss."
Luna's voice was cold and detached, carrying a peculiar quality reminiscent of someone half-dead from working.
Caesar felt a pang of guilt upon hearing this: "I need to update the levels. You can rest for a while now."
Luna fell asleep immediately.
Caesar, feeling a pang of conscience, carried Luna into the bedroom before returning to the living room to pick up the papers Luna had copied.
[World Power System]
Every living being has its own class or rank.
Before level ten, everyone is a mortal; at level ten, one faces a choice of class.
[Class is somewhat related to the host's experiences before awakening, but not significantly; even a prince can awaken the [Knight] class.]
Some racial classes are fixed. For example, monsters can only acquire the monster racial class, and occasionally the [Demon Lord] class will appear, corresponding to the [Hero] class among humanoid creatures.
[There are also the elves in the ancient forest; the males are mostly archers, the females are mostly healers, and the king is simply the Elf King.]
[Dwarves are all blacksmiths, with occasional exceptions.]
Job rank represents the lower limit of potential, while the upper limit is theoretically always the highest.
[Biotype Level: Tiers one through four are all mortals]
[Levels 5 to 8 are Heroic]
[Above is legend]
Beyond the legendary lies the unknown, perhaps nonexistent, perhaps belonging to the realm of gods.
The world's top combat forces are all legends. Gods have been unable to descend to the mortal realm since the Age of Gods, but they can indeed display a little bit of divine miracles.
The strongest fighting force in the mortal world is the legend of the Holy See, blessed by the gods. Similarly, there are the Elf King who blesses faith, and the Demon King who spreads fear.
[Dungeons: The history of dungeons predates the age of gods, and even the gods cannot interfere with anything in the dungeons.]
Many races on the surface are creatures that escaped from the underground riots.
There is absolutely no possibility of consciousness in the dungeon, but it's not surprising that anything can happen inside; this is a common understanding in the world.
If a dungeon remains unoccupied for an extended period, it will either disappear or suddenly reappear in a different location.
Historically, there have been instances of dungeons containing rare resources being guarded, but the blockade was lifted once the news spread.
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