Chapter 331: The Mating Room (1)

Chapter 331: The Mating Room (1)

With the sound of waves hitting the sandbar and breaking into foam.

[It was dirty because we were together? Let's not see each other again ? ]

A fairy's voice echoes in my ears.

-Ding!

[You have left the underground 4th floor 'Island in the Black Sea']

[You have left the underground 5th floor 'Martyr Desert']

[You have left the underground 6th floor 'Flooded Forest Submerged Zone']

[You have left the underground 7th floor 'Snail Slime Ruins']

[You have left the underground 8th floor 'Remains of the Headhunters']

[Entered the underground 9th floor 'Ryu Majin (Demonic Dragon)'s Laboratory']

At the same time, Vikir felt his body slide downward.

'Is this what it feels like to skip four floors at once?'

A chill ran down his spine from the bottom of his groin to the top of his head, the kind of sensation you get when you go down an elevator in a tall castle, or on a ride that drops you from the top down, or when you train to jump off a cliff.

Vikir's vision in front of him changed rapidly, and several bloody scenes passed by like a panorama.

A desert where the temperature is so high and dry that nothing remains except sand and burned trees.

Tall trees rising in dense clusters and swamps that were waist deep.

Ruined cities covered in grotesque slime.

Ancient civilizations overrun by savage cannibals.

After passing through them, Vikir finally fell through a gate into the 9th level of the underground.

From here on out, the area would be controlled not by fairies, but by their superiors.

...Thud!

As soon as Vikir hit the ground, he rolled on the floor to minimize the impact.

When he looked up, he saw something strange.

A rectangular room surrounded by translucent walls.

The large interior space was half-filled with fluffy sawdust.

The wood chips that had been cut to the size of a fingernail were as thin as pieces of paper.

There were so many of them piled up that it felt cozy and fluffy.

There was a large bowl in the corner with several red, green, and blue candies rolling around.

Across from it was a pipe dripping with water, and off to the side was a large hamster wheel that you could run around in.

It looked like...

[It looks like a hamster farm.]

[hack-hack-]

Decarabia and the Madame cub said a word each.

Vikir could only nod.

If it's narrow, it's narrow. If it's wide, it's wide. Sawdust piled up quite high. Waterer in feed trough. Even treadmills.

No matter where you look, it is a hamster breeding farm.

Papapapapak-

Just as a hamster digs sawdust and builds a den, Vikir did the same.

A den on a sawdust hill ramp made by instinct.

When he went inside and laid down, he felt cozy and warm.

'By the way, the floor is called Laboratory.'

An aviary set up by a Ryumajin for experiments.

Presumably a place to grow and breed things for experiments.

They are all subjects who long for death at any moment and are in a situation worse than death.

"...."

But it was the room opposite that caught Vikir's attention the most.

In a place marked as a fighting room, numerous monsters were fighting with their teeth, claws, and horns as if they were going to kill each other.

kwakwang! uleuleung...!

Judging by the amount of echoes generated, it seems that they are not all normal.

They were fighting so desperately, as if they believed that only the last one standing could escape this indestructible space.

Beyond that, there are various other cages with unreadable inscriptions on them.

Vikir's current cell was just one of them.

'So what is this room for?'

Vikir lifted his head and looked up.

Sure enough, there was a sign above the cage.

Vikir stammered over the vague words.

"... Mating Room?"

Mating (交尾). The sexual act of a male and female for the purpose of reproduction.

'I see. A laboratory where monsters captured from the world outside the tower were mated and bred to produce various subspecies, subraces, and variant second generations.'

Humans run these kinds of facilities for their domesticated animals, too.

But it was still a thrill to be dropped into it.

In the other mating room next to his, a few creatures were wandering around nervously.

But there was one difference between the mating room with the other creatures and the one with Vikir.

'Why am I here alone?'

Vikir thought for a moment.

Of course, he couldn't mate alone. There must be a female individual here to mate with.

But Vikir is the only human in this aviary.

'Surely there must be a passenger who was trapped here before me....'

If there is a woman who came here before Vikir, he may be able to get information from her.

About what they need to get out of here.

'But that's a best-case scenario.'

'Worst case scenario, the woman here is already insane or full of malice.'

Who knows what horrible experiences she may have had on her way here.

'It is highly likely that his normal personality and values ??have already collapsed.'

It would be impossible to stay sane in this tower without a heroic mindset.

So Vikir kept a close eye on his surroundings.

You never know when a sword might come out of hiding.

But.

Vikir soon realized that he was wrong.

Zeeeeeee-ing.

A gate suddenly opened down the hill from where Vikir stood.

And a person jumps out of it, rolling on the ground.

"Ouch- where am I?"

Rubbing her head, the person getting up was clearly a cloaked female student from Colosseo Academy.

Vikir couldn't help but sigh a little as he saw that familiar face looking around with an anxious expression.

'...Was I the passenger?'