Chapter 135 - Monke And The Ogres

My eyes opened and I beheld a Domino leaning on my chest like some kind of pillow, her light snoring bringing a smile to my face. I checked the Dungeon Menu to see if anything was amiss, and found none.

Other than the new residents adjusting themselves under my rule, everything was moving as smooth as a cruise ship under the night sky with no huge waves.

I also noticed it's been a day already, so here comes my daily Dungeon Income. Gimme those yummy, yummy DP!

Dungeon Resident Income:

DP: 18,303

EXP: 8,739

DP: 12,334 -> 39,052

Name: Jionni

Age: 0

Gender: Male

Race: Gorilla

Class: Tank

Level: 14

Exp: 12226 / 14000

HP: 7090 / 7090

MP: 2322 / 2322

Str: 78 = 223

Vit: 116 = 233

End: 81 = 186

Agi: 51 = 81

Dex: 56 = 101

Int: 47 = 162

Wis: 46 = 161

Cha: 35 = 45

Luc: 1 = 1

Holy… Didn't think I would get that much DP and EXP in a day… Now I think I know why there was a jump in exp required to level up in my System.

Which is still a bullshit move on the System's part, mind you.

Because of that, I wouldn't be OP in just a few days… Then again, the System did mention that their higher-ups love watching me squirm…

'Once I get strong enough to fight them, I'll introduce them to a world of pain, Monke King style…' Within my mind, I vowed to myself that I will not let them have the last laugh. It may not be this year, or next year, or even the next decade, but slowly, I will make sure that I will have the last laugh.

Nerf me will they… I'll make them regret that decision.

My plans for vengeance were quickly dashed when I noticed Domino rustling in her sleep, her adorable eyes opening up to look at me with a wink before slumping back on her spot, content to use me as a pillow once more.

I chuckled and ran my hand over her silky, straight hair, Domino cooing all the while.

Ruthless Dungeon Helper or not, you've got to admit that this girl is adorable if you're not in her shit list.

'I should probably spend some DP on the new arrivals… But before that, I need to check up on that ogre who challenged me a day (or was it hours?) ago.

Tapping Domino's shoulder, she opened her eyes once more and looked at me with an expressionless gaze. Noticing the look on my face, she sighed and hesitantly climbed back down to the ground.

"Sorry Domino, but Papa needs to do some more work." I apologized in advance. Domino was pouting in full force to try and stop me from doing my job as I should. "Look, once I come back, we'll play another game of Crash, alright? I'll beat you and your little blocky friend this time. I swear, his moveset is cheating…"

I grumbled that last part out, which Domino noticed but didn't seem to care. The sentence she cared about was me playing with her in that game which made friendships burn to the ground when using broken characters.

"I'll be waiting… Papa…" Domino nodded, then skipped merrily towards the Gaming House (I'm now calling it that) to prepare for the ass-whooping she would give me with the controller.

I hopped down on the ground, stretching my limbs and joints, vowing my vengeance on that blocky character, and placed my sleeping bag inside my inventory while I was still inside, preparing myself for another day, beautiful or not.

Also, I found out that anything that is currently touching me, whether through clothes or not, I can deposit in my inventory.

So, say I get tied up by ropes strong and tight enough to hold me, I can just deposit the ropes in my inventory and escape. Still though, there must be counters to that kind of magic, like magic absorbing rope or something like that, so I shouldn't be relying on that move if I'm in a pinch.

Once again, forming another passageway heading towards the first floor Monster Town by using the Dungeon Menu, I made my way through the Dungeon-constructed tunnel, my thoughts rambling inside my mind about the deal of that red ogre.

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Arriving at Monster Town, the usual scene greets my eyes, but it is much larger than before. Monsters were milling about going on with their day-to-day life. Some monsters, who I recognized as the new arrivals, despite their seemingly similar faces to the older ones, were still getting used to the abrupt change from living in their old home to their new one.

And judging from some of their actions, I can tell that one of the Dungeon Masters did a horrible job at managing them. Like, seriously, there were some monsters that were skin and bones! Much, much different from the other new arrivals, and my older residents.

I'm guessing that was the work of the kobold Dungeon Master I accidentally killed when I was still with that betraying lamia…

Upon my arrival, the monsters who noticed me greeted and bowed before me, the majority of the monsters, old and new, following suit once they realized that I had arrived.

Appreciating their gesture, most of them, sans the new arrivals, went on their daily tasks, the new ones still hesitating whether to stay put or move.

I sighed, 'Looks like it'll be a while before the new residents warm up to their new daily lives.'

Calling for a primate who was patrolling the town with a group, I asked where I could find the group of ogres' current living quarters.

They happily pointed the way and even asked if it would be alright to escort me. I declined, of course. I'm not some kind of bigshot (though, technically, I am) that required a guard detail when visiting a monster who lives inside my Dungeon.

I'm also pretty sure that I can beat them to a pulp if ever they try to do something threatening.

That aside, I thanked the primates who continued with their patrol after a quick you're welcome.

Now knowing which way to go, I made my way towards the current living area of the ogres, which wasn't that far from here, since the Monster Town was still small, like a village instead of a regular town. A couple minutes of walking and I was now finally at their doorstep.

It wasn't anything too special, just a regular wooden house that was bigger than the average one, seeing that its inhabitants were five huge, bulky ogres. The house was also big enough for its shadow (I don't know how the sun is shining in here, but hey, my Dungeon is already destroying my view of basic physics, so to hell with that) to cast over me entirely.

Knocking on the door, I waited for a few seconds before I heard loud footsteps coming closer. Another few seconds and the door finally opened, revealing a blue ogre wearing the same kind of leather tassets and loincloth as the red ogre, but without any kind of upper body clothing.

He was also covered in tattoos, but not as much as the red ogre.

"Chieftain, good to see you. Me name Ugut." The blue ogre, whose name is revealed to be Ugut, gave me a gesture of respect. Said gestures included bumping his hand on his chest and tilting his head down slightly.

Since I wasn't that informed about their culture, I gave Ugut a universal gesture that, no matter what species, would be understood as acknowledgement. I nodded.

Seemingly satisfied by my acknowledgement, Ugut raised his head and stepped aside from the doorway. "Please, come in Chieftain. Ugut brings others. Pick any chair you like."

Ugut then went on his way to contact the other ogres in the otherwise average, but sizeable house. Looking at the chairs provided, I had to whistle at how huge they are. I'm pretty sure I could sit on one, and still have some room left over…

'Are their asses bigger than mine…? Actually, maybe they are…' I concluded once I recalled that even Ugut was taller than me. Picking a chair that was free, I sat down and waited for the ogres to come.

Looking around, the house wasn't all that bad, furniture and decorative wise. Sure, it wasn't anything a human would try to use for a house decoration in a well-civilized area, but these aren't humans. They're ogres, and their culture is vastly different from humans.

I could see the normal shelves and cupboards. Some desks and stools here and there, but none of them were cluttering the area, making this part of the house an orderly sight. There were no paintings, but there were some wall decorations, which included the skull of a wild boar, a troll, and some others I have no idea what species they were when still alive.

There were also some tribal engravings on the wall, their style captivating me due to the detail given. It wasn't long until I heard footsteps and I quickly focused my gaze back on the new arrivals.

The five ogres, each of them in different colors, I now see, arrived and gave me the same gesture of respect the blue one gave me… However…

'I'm sensing a pattern here… Mighty Rangers…?' Quickly erasing the kids' show (except for the movie) from my memory in favor of the situation at hand, I stood up and gave them an acknowledging nod. From there, the ogres took their seats on designated chairs and focused their gaze on me.

'Welp… Time to voice my suspicions, and this could go either very bad, or very good. I'm hoping it is the latter…'

My mind was made up. I focused my attention on the red ogre sitting in front of me and opened my mouth.

"Were you challenging my authority intentionally to get the other monsters to listen to me?"