Chapter 333

Chapter 333

[Translator – Clara]

[Proofreader – Lucky]

Chapter 333: Mating Room (1)

The sound of waves crashing against the cliffs, breaking into foam.

[Weren’t things bad when we were together? Let’s not see each other again?]

The voice of a fairy echoes in Vikir’s ear.

-Ding!

[Exiting the 4th floor, ‘Island of the Black Sea’]

[Exiting the 5th floor, ‘Desert of Fever’]

[Exiting the 6th floor, ‘Sunken Forest Sinking Zone’]

[Exiting the 7th floor, ‘Snail Mucus Ruins’]

[Exiting the 8th floor, ‘Ruins of Human Hunters’]

[Entering the 9th floor, ‘Demonic Dragon’s Laboratory’]

Simultaneously, Vikir feels his body descending below.

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The sensation going from groin to scalp, experienced when riding a high castle elevator downward, falling from top to bottom on an amusement ride, or leaping from a cliff during training, tingles sharply.

Before Vikir’s eyes, the scenery rapidly changed, several brutal landscapes passed by like a panorama.

A desert where nothing remains except sand and burnt trees due to the extreme heat and aridity.

A swamp densely populated with tall trees and waist-deep muck.

A ruined city covered in eerie slime.

An ancient civilization teeming with barbaric cannibals.

After passing through them, Vikir finally fell through the gate of the 9th floor.

From here on, it’s a zone managed not by the fairy, but by it’s superior.

...Thud!

As Vikir hit the ground, he rolled to minimize the impact.

Raising his head, he saw strange things around him.

A cuboid room surrounded by translucent walls.

The spacious interior was filled halfway with soft sawdust.

Wood chips, the size of fingernails, were shaved thinly like pieces of calligraphy paper.

...

Behind those signs were enclosures made of translucent walls, each labeled accordingly. The current location where Vikir was trapped looked similar. In the hatchery, countless unidentified eggs were laid out. Beneath the dim lighting, the veins on the eggshells seemed to pulse as if ready to hatch at any moment.

In the harvesting room, monsters captured from each floor were rampaging around. Insects, beasts, flying creatures, aquatic creatures, crustaceans, and others... Among them were some ogres, all sitting hunched over in corners of the room with vacant expressions, seemingly already broken.

In the egg-laying chamber, monsters appearing pregnant were breathing heavily, preparing for childbirth. Each of them had grotesquely swollen bellies, likely injected with some strange substance.

In the bloodletting chamber, numerous monsters were being drained of blood, resembling dried husks. Each of them seemed to crave death immediately, but were kept in a state of constant agony.

“....”

Among them all, what piqued Vikir’s interest the most was the space opposite.

In the combat arena, countless monsters were fighting tooth and nail, clawing and butting heads as if to kill each other.

Thud! Roar...!

Judging by the significant tremors occurring, it seemed like none of them were ordinary beasts. As if believing that only the one individual who ultimately survives can escape this indestructible space, they were truly fighting fiercely.

And besides that, there were various enclosures with unreadable inscriptions scattered around. The current space where Vikir was trapped was just one of them.

“What purpose could this space serve?” Vikir raised his head and looked up. Lo and behold, there was a sign attached to this enclosure too. Vikir cautiously read the faintly visible words.

“...Mating Room?” Mating, sexual activity between male and female creatures for the purpose of reproduction.

“I see. So it was a factory where monsters captured from outside the tower were bred and reproduced to produce various subspecies, subordinates, and second-generation variants.” Humans also operate such facilities for livestock.

However, being inside felt different from what Vikir had expected. In the neighboring mating room, several monsters seemed to roam anxiously. But there was one crucial difference between the mating room where other monsters were trapped and the one where Vikir was trapped.

‘Why am I alone here?’ Vikir pondered for a moment. One cannot mate alone. Surely, there must be a female specimen here to pair with.

But within this enclosure, there was only Vikir.

“There must be another challenger who was trapped here before me... If there’s a woman who arrived here before me, I can gather information from her. Information about what is needed to escape from here. But this would be the best-case scenario.”

In the worst-case scenario, the woman here might already be mentally unstable or filled with malice. Who knows what horrific experiences she might have had on her way here.

‘Perhaps her normal personality and values have already collapsed,’ Vikir thought. Without a heroic level of mental fortitude, it would be impossible to maintain sanity within this tower.

So Vikir remained vigilant, wary of his surroundings. After all, he couldn’t predict when or where a hidden threat might strike.

But then...

Zzzing!

A gate suddenly opened beneath the hill where Vikir stood. And out rolled a person.

“Ow- Where am I now?”

The person, rubbing her head filled with white glossy hair, stood up, was unmistakably wearing the dress of the Colosseo Academy. As she looked around with an anxious expression, Vikir couldn’t help but let out a small sigh at the familiar face.

‘...Shit’

[Translator – Clara]

[Proofreader – Lucky]