wavenovel Chapter 5 lets you choose your identity in the dungeon; graduation only requires 10,000 gold.
Chapter 5 lets you choose your identity in the dungeon; graduation only requires 10,000 gold.
"I almost forgot to mention that if a participant unfortunately dies, the completion fee will be increased by $10,000, and a 24-hour respawn time will be required."
"The identity one can choose after rebirth will become more restrictive due to the reduction in assets."
Upon hearing this, Yang Lan and the other contestants all cast puzzled glances at them.
Didn't you just emphasize repeatedly that no one died? How come you're saying that death will result in a $10,000 penalty?
What does it mean.
"I'll use real-life examples to explain."
After saying this, Labyrinth walked up to Yang Lan and snapped his fingers. In the blink of an eye, ten identity cards appeared in front of Yang Lan, each containing corresponding information:
A Chinese student studying abroad, with initial assets of 40,000, address XX.
A Black dockworker, starting with $100,000, living in the Martin Luther King Jr. neighborhood.
White middle-class, initial assets of $70,000, living in a mid-to-high-end neighborhood.
Black thug, Latino chef, sewer cleaner...
and many more.
There are a total of ten, and each identity, initial assets, and residential address are clearly marked.
"This is where everyone chooses their role before the main instance. You will select one of ten roles to play, and each person will have a different profession and assets."
"If you die unexpectedly, you will need to choose a new identity to continue playing the game."
The tour guide's explanation was concise and to the point, and many participants suddenly understood.
"This... isn't this just a Monopoly version of The Sims? Admin, are you sure this is a horror game?"
"You're right!"
Looking around, all you see are skyscrapers and subways that are a one-to-one replica of the beautiful city of Victoria, and even the different skin colors of the people in your field of vision are so realistic.
What Free City?! This is clearly Cybermecca!
They glanced at each other, understanding each other without saying a word.
"Of course I'm sure. Alright, time's up. Let's start choosing people."
With a wave of his hand, Labilins displayed ten identity cards in front of each person.
The Kill Line dungeon is now officially open.
……
When the contestants are selecting their characters, Labyrinth returns to the kill line's exclusive instance space.
When I opened my eyes, I saw the wandering executioner and the free ghost fiddling with knives and kitchen utensils.
A human and a ghost are cooking there.
"The dungeon just opened, what are you guys doing?"
"Anyway, there's not much negativity in the first month, so I might as well hone my cooking skills so that even when I'm just eating gossip, it'll taste even better."
The sizzling sound of roasting meat, the enticing aroma, and the crispy roast duck fresh out of the oven.
Under the triple pressure, Labilins was unable to persevere.
It raised its tail, flapped its wings, and sat down to eat.
"Wow~ This is one of the best roast ducks I've ever had, it's so delicious!"
"Administrator, this is baked."
……
the next day.
"This baby bok choy is also cooked quite well."
"The sliced beef and tripe in chili sauce is also delicious."
"There's even wife cake for dessert after the meal. You're so thoughtful, You Xing."
Day 3, Day 5, Day 10.
Labilins was eating all sorts of different foods and occasionally watching the players' mundane daily routines.
It wasn't until the fifteenth day that she realized what had happened.
On the large screen on the room wall, the page for collecting negative energy still shows 0.
Labilins' expression immediately fell.
She turned around and angrily berated the patrol officer who had just served the dishes.
"Half a month has passed since the dungeon opened, and we haven't earned a single drop. Aren't you worried at all?"
One second she was greeting him, the next she was holding a giant axe to You Xing's neck.
Time flows at one-twelfth the speed of the human world within the horror instance. In other words, a year passes in the entire instance, but only one month passes outside.
"Don't forget, if you don't meet the requirements for a D-rank dungeon, I'll still have to take your soul back."
"Of course I haven't forgotten."
You Xing put down the plate and patiently explained.
"My dungeon is quite special. I will give the participants almost a month to experience and immerse themselves in it."
Why did the contestants complain that it was like a real-life version of "The Sims" and "Monopoly"? That was all intentionally designed by Youxing.
"The truly terrifying aspects of the dungeon will only become apparent when the time is right."
These days, Labyrinth has been eating and drinking with the wandering executioners, and occasionally he'll show off his skills with a few stir-fries in the dungeon.
The rest of the time it spent observing and learning in its own subspace, without ever killing or showing its face to intimidate the players.
"How long will it take exactly?"
"One month."
Happy times always pass quickly, and a month has gone by.
Labilins watched as the players diligently worked and earned money every day, and their personal assets steadily increased.
Negative energy is not increasing and remains at 0.
She is in a hurry.
He rushed into the instance space to question them.
You Xing was seen leisurely sitting on the sofa, legs crossed, cracking peanuts and drinking cola, looking very content.
"Hey! A month has passed, where's the negativity? You're not really planning to just coast through, are you?"
Faced with the questioning, You Xing raised his head, pressed the replay button on the remote control, and replayed the unexpected incident he had just observed involving the contestant.
The scene depicts the daily life of an ordinary female office worker, as ordinary as can be.
I live in a second-floor apartment and get up early every day to catch the subway to work.
The company, the store, and home are all in a straight line.
Aside from irregular working hours and occasional overtime, it's a very ordinary job.
Labilins has been looking at it for half a month and hasn't found any problems.
Just when she thought there was no problem.
A sleepy office worker slipped and missed a step while going down the stairs.
This led to an accident.
The screams of a fat pig tumbling down the rusty iron escalator echoed through the air.
An office worker broke his leg.
Labilins craned his neck and waved his hand in confusion.
"That's...that's it? This can increase [Negative Energy]? You Xing, are you sure you're not kidding me?"
"Administrator, please continue watching. This is a replay. She's in the hospital now, and the negative energy is about to hit her."
Sure enough, shortly after You Xing switched back to live streaming.
When the female office worker received her medical bill, her expression completely collapsed, and she burst into tears.
Soon, the negative energy value on the large screen jumped.
[Ding, 30 points of negative energy have been credited to your account.]
Labilins' eyes lit up instantly.
Amazing! It really exists!
"This is just the beginning; more will follow."
Labilins shook his head. "There's more?"
"Of course."
"It's already at a terrifying level, you don't really think they can survive the remaining 11 months safely, do you?"
A person's death only provides 50 negative energy points, while a wandering executioner provides 30 negative energy points with just one bill.
The White Devil was pleasantly surprised.
According to official statistics, the average amount of negative energy collected in a D-level dungeon is 600 points. With 30 people participating, each person only needs to provide 20 points of negative energy to meet the requirement.
Ding, ding, ding!
Three consecutive rings, and in the blink of an eye, the negative energy soared to 100.
The big screen then displayed information about other contestants encountering accidents.
Labilins was taken aback.
Really...really only one month?
"Now you can rest assured, Administrator," You Xing smiled.
"It's ready!"
With his worries gone, the white devil could finally eat without any distractions.
I have to say, watching the unfortunate office workers suffer on the big screen while I'm enjoying delicious food here, I feel like I have no regrets in this life.
Especially seeing that person fall down and squeal like a pig, then go to the hospital and almost cry while holding the bill.
It's a double treat!
Also, the guy who fell down and called for an ambulance is named Yang Lan.