Chapter 237 < Dungeon Reset 237 Coins >

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[Secondary assault begins.]

Maples reappear.

“KiHIT!”

Wheelic! Hiiiic!

“Kihiyo!”

T r a n slated b y jp m tl .ｃ o m It's a monsoon!

Jungdown and the rabbit stood side by side, staring at the maple with a devastating look on their faces.

[Harpoon is really energizing....]

“I see.”

[Working hard.]

“I see.”

[What a bunch of creepy kids.]

“I see... ” T r a n sla t e d by Ｊpｍ tl.ｃo m

The power of a child's words could not be so frightening.

“I heard that Harpoon actually lives for two or three days. I guess the witch didn't know that much... ”

It was fortunate that the witches' common sense was shallow.

If I had known, the violence would have continued for three days without ending in a single day like now.

The Alpha has always admired the power of witches.

Horses have power.

As the saying goes, a good word makes you happy, and a lot of bad words make you unhappy.

Nothing goes far. What a rich man or powerful man says instantly moves people and changes the world.

Likewise, the words of special beings are more powerful and majestic.

What if the common man, by the way, were a wizard?

The Declaration.

The ability to bind abstract and ambiguous thoughts and desires into a distinct form of 'words’ and bring them into the world.

Witches have been using that tremendous power unconsciously since childhood.

T ra ns l a t e d b y Ｊp m tl .ｃ o m The moths cheered for the witches were living a fierce day.

Even though he lived a day, burning his soul to the point of death became a great lesson for him who was lazy.

In that sense.

Hororock.

“Rabbit, do you know how to play? ”

[What is that?]

I decided to play a little more aggressively and progressively.

The rabbit glances at him with a tempting look.

He pulls out a firewood and starts chopping his chopsticks off.

“If we're going out there anyway, we have to wait in a daze until this violence is over, right? Cut down the trees!”

A square. A spatula.

Obviously, cutting your toes requires a high level of technique.

One side was flat, and the other side was a fair game only if it was a perfect curve without a single square inch.

He was careful not to trim his fingers because he fought big fights and became the enemy of the crippled world among his parents and children while playing to laugh and have fun together.

Four perfectly good fingers were made.

“Great. Perfect! ” T ra n sla t e d b y jp ｍ tl .co ｍ

[Or is it just a stick? How do you do that?]

“Easy. All you have to do is throw. ”

Rattling began to teach the rabbit how to play and spend a lot of time.

As the rabbit seems to be more or less familiar, he remembers a secret, sinister smile on his mouth.

“Easy, huh? Want to bet? One blow to the ground. ”

[Hoho?]

The rabbit blinks.

And I was terrified.

[…… ahhhh! I'm not doing it!]

Jungdown was a protagonist of the game.

Whether it was coincidence or necessity, I always had a close reverse victory.

“Another round? ”

[More, come on! You devil!]

The rabbit finally accepted the challenge with a bloodfooted eye for evil provocation from the Devil.

And the night was reset. T r a nslat e d b y ｊpmtl .ｃo ｍ

[Aah! I really don't!]

The Demon King Jungdown has once again seduced the rabbit, crouching and clutching its flaming forehead.

“Do you want to try another game? ”

[…… Hoho?]

A rabbit that feeds again.

Once his woodcutting skills were roughly familiar, he challenged a highly precise piece of wood this time.

“Cut down the trees! ”

Squeaker, squeaker, square!

[What, what? I've never seen this human so focused...]

Even the rabbit is embarrassed, and he takes great pains to carve the tree.

A perfect proportion of a cube of horizontal height.

Constant specification without any tolerance.

I needed dozens of them.

[What is this?]

“Jenna.”

He seriously replied, stacking the blocks up like a lookout tower.

“Turn this block around and pull it out one by one. One punch when it collapses. ”

This will not be your usual woodcutting skill.

But it worked again.

[ skill has advanced to level 2.]

“Oh, it's leveling up! ”

The rabbit slapped his knee with a joyful look.

[Aha, that's it! Did you want to see if you can level up a piece of wood in case Quercus shows up again if you go through the woods by yourself?]

“…… Phew? ”

[…….]

The rabbit's expression was cold.

It was a steady nod.

“Well, yes. Just like I planned. ”

[Knock it off.]

“By the way, how many times is this violence? Does it ever end? ”

[Suddenly you want to know?]

The gentleman turns his back.

“I need someone to ask. ”

Ryu Seung-woo who arrived at the dance first didn't know because he hadn't finished yet.

He clears his throat with a werewolf guard.

“Hmmm, hello? Lugal?”

Vossejor-

Lugaralalalala -

Flash!

[Grrrrr! Stop calling me that!]

After a few moments, Rugal shows up with a burst of light in the Guardian.

Then he sniffs his nose right around the corner.

[Glug? Is this the dance floor?]

[Wow, you know that smell!?]

When the rabbit was surprised, Rugal grumbled.

[There's no place like this that smells like bugs. Why did you call me?]

“I'm glad I know this place. Well, what do you know? ”

[Grrrgh. You cheeky bastard! I'm not your personal assistant!]

Cheers! Cheers!

Luggal frowns at times, but his rich tail twitches at his own pace.

Recently, I've been eating food as long as I can do his bidding, and I've been shaking my tail reflexively.

He eventually couldn't beat his instincts.

[…… The aggression on the island is done individually. If you cross the bridge and go to another island, the first attack begins there. That's all I know.]

“Then it's meaningless to go to another island. What's with the leg? ”

[It has to mean something. If we don't have a place to rest or eat on the first island, we'll have to go to another island.]

[That's also true. And ultimately.]

Lugal nods and replenishes the rabbit's words.

[Among many islands in Mugando, we need to find a ruined island in order to escape.]

The struggle for everyday survival is fundamental, and there was no other dungeon that needed to achieve its final goal.

“Then do you know where the island with the ruins is? ”

[I don't know. This isn't even my jurisdiction.]

Rugal draws a tight line.

He was too busy doing his job, but he didn't intend to go around and find out for himself.

In the end, Jungdown decided to move.

“So we have to move everywhere, too. There are no ruins on this island. ”

[Yes, let's pack up and leave before the third wave starts.]

But right now, it was crowded with maple outside.

Even though I was riding the heavenly temple, it was not as chaotic as the maple flying around.

“I'll have to wait until tomorrow morning without any fuss. ”

[Glug?]

Suddenly, Jungdown smiles and looks at himself, and Rugal tilts his head.

Suddenly, the rabbit comes up to her side and tells her the beautiful pieces of wood in her hand.

[…… What is this piece of wood?]

[While you're here, join the city party. One night at a time. Cole?]

[Grrr. I don't know what it is, but I could blow your head off with one night. Are you okay with that?]

[Let's stop.]

The rabbit, who saw Rugal's giant fingers, politely folds his hands together and steps away from him.

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The next day I got up early to observe the maple trends.

To do that, I fell asleep early in the evening as soon as I had dinner, and my face was puffy.

“I see. ”

Thungdown nods loudly.

“Maple is starting to die. The attack starts at the same time every day and ends at the same time. ”

Thung nodded.

[I know, but I can't help noticing this brief timeline from the perspective of the other participants. because I would have killed every maple before the violence was over in order to survive.]

The maple's defensive strength is weak, so if it has a wide range of skills, it can catch anything for half a day.

But by then, it's already that day.

Eventually, all day long, the oppressed participants would lead their bodies into exhaustion, find a safe place, and invite them to sleep in Buriah.

In the morning, the assault begins again.

This was the place where every day was repeated indefinitely.

[There really is no one who repeats their commute. I think the answer is to get him out of here as soon as possible.]

After a long career as a helper, the rabbit picked up a lot of words.

Jungdown decided not to demolish the mosaic house, but to just cross the bridge.

Aren't you ashamed?]

“It's annoying. You can build it again. ”

[I don't think so.]

The materials were overflowing, and demolishing the house was even more difficult.

They eventually left the empty house with only the furniture in the house.

A few days later, a small group of participants, being chased by maple without care, fled to the island where they were safe.

“Oh, my God! Home!"

“God! Thank you! ”

[downward mosaic house]

They found a house built in the middle of the island and shed an emotional tear.

However, one of the most resourceful intellectuals shouted sharply.

“Everyone, stop! This house could be a trap! Once we're inside, we're all dead! ”

“Ha, a trap? This house is a trap? ”

“Of course! A day or two in the dungeon? Don't you see? It's a trap for everyone. Don't I look suspicious when I see a pile of rubble? ”

“Yes, but.... ”

He strongly disagrees with his colleagues entering the house.

Don't know how to listen to someone who speaks loudly.

Eventually, they fought the maple right in front of the mosaic house, and by nightfall, they leaned against the door like vagrants and fell asleep.

And...

[The dungeon will reset.]

The next day, the island welcomed new guests and eliminated all the remnants that remained before.

Even the mosaic house.

“Ugh, the house is gone? ”

“Could it be a trap? ”

They looked at the person who was shocked and refused to enter yesterday.

“Why, why are you looking at me? ”

“ ……. ”

“You looked suspicious! The house disappeared in one day! If we had gone in, we would have disappeared, too!? ”

“ ……. ”

It was a cowardly excuse.

He had to endure the wrath of his colleagues who had missed his only chance to finally rest for a single day.

And this was repeated on other islands.

[Jeong-Down Mosaic House 2]

“Oh, my God! It's home! ”

[Jeong-Down Mosaic House 3]

“Home!”

On other islands.

On another island.

There was only one day left before the traces of the past were reset.

When new guests came to the island, he used to clean up the remnants before he started the first offensive.

Therefore, depending on the timing of their arrival on the island, they often found mosaic houses.

“Let's go inside! If we stay in there, we'll be able to avoid these damned maple! ”

“No! Everybody stop! This must be a trap...! ”

“Shut up! Then you can sleep outside! ”

“Huh, huh? Wait...! Don't leave me alone! ”

Entering a mosaic house that was scrambled requires tremendous courage.

But it was hard at first, and then a group quickly crossed to another island to find Mosaic House.

Over time, the legend of mosaic house (?) started spreading rumors among these participants.

Gives you precious memories of the night.

Jungdown Mosaic House 11

“…… the sign seems to have changed a bit, doesn't it? ”

It was no fault that the sign suddenly looked pretty and elegant, as if someone was aware of the rumor.

“But who is the honest one? ”

“Isn't it just a brand name? ”

“I think it's a person's name. Are you a famous architect?”

Increasingly, as the names of the genuine participants began to converge, the news eventually reached someone's ears.