Dungeon Reset

[Welcome to the dungeon!]

The following game has begun:

Suddenly summoned to a strange place and puzzled by 101 participants, the rabbit greeted them politely, taking off his fur.

Today's concept is magicians.

A pink flower popped out of his hair.

Pulling out the bouquet and smelling the aroma with a heavy expression, the rabbit began to whisper the prescribed words toward the people, as always.

[Now, let's get this game started. Yeah, what's the game? Your next game is Survival!]

“ ……! ”

Speechless!

The participants who were embarrassed by what they said were ridiculous at any given moment.

It was always like this.

People change every time, but the situation of the dungeon game always flows in a similar fashion.

“What a joke! I asked you where the hell I am! You crazy animal! ”

Crazy beast? That's new.]

A man rushes towards the rabbit with a ferocious force.

He seemed very angry because his face turned pale.

Well, I liked it.

Every time a fool starts a game, he always gets one.

He only won one first come, first served.

[Ahoy. Nice to meet you, dumbass.]

The rabbit sighs deeply and slits his throat.

Shoot!

“ ……!? ”

Blood gushes out like fountains.

“Gaaaaaah!”

“Aaaah! Dead!? ”

Screams erupt from every corner like a firecracker at the moment of death.

It was always an annual event.

After killing 1 person cruelly at the beginning of the game, the remaining 100 participants will then struggle to guide the helper.

Execution rights for smooth gaming.

[There's only 100 of you now. So, let's get started.]

The rabbit plucked his hands and declared the start of the game to 100 participants.

‘Phew. If only that error seed could kill so neatly. ’

It was a rabbit that sighed while thinking about it.

In fact, it was a secret to the participants, but there was only one "death row" allowed for the helper per game.

If the helper killed all the participants, it was an absolute rule that existed because the game itself did not happen.

And because of that rule, the rabbit couldn't kill him if he wanted to kill him.

Because he belongs to the other 100.

He's dead this time, isn't he? ’

The rabbit was uncomfortable.

In fact, as a helper, he was only a man with little or no talent.

Alive or dead, it's not worth caring about because it was a human being who would have been left alone to die.

But... the more I thought about it, the more I felt uneasy.

The error of the dungeon he created annoyed me like a thorn in the neck that exists somewhere in this world.

[…… I'll stop by when I have time.]

I hope he's dead this time...

* * *

Of course, Jungdown was still alive and well.

There was still food, and I was emotionally at rest.

Now that I don't have to worry about resetting, I think I need to move on with my long-term plan, not digging up dirt.

So he took the underground pupil as his home, and he pivoted north-east, south-south and north-east around it.

I didn't know which way was east, so I numbered it from 1 to 4 in front of it.

‘Let's start from the first direction. ’

The work was done systematically.

In fact, it was quite dangerous to go forward in situations where we didn't know what was going to happen on the other side.

If you encounter a trough or stream of groundwater, you may be drowned.

That's it. I had to consider the sudden collapse of the ceiling because the ground was weak.

The good news was that the surface of the cave was hardened by the effects of the clay kneading skill, so the ceiling never collapsed.

‘But there's nothing wrong with being careful. I have only one life. ’

He thought that every time he went more than a certain distance forward, he dug a little wider than the passageway and created a mid-level node.

When you meet the aqueduct, you can turn the flow of water elsewhere, just in case.

And when he was tired, he had to return to his underground pupil and sleep on the bed.

If something happens while you sleep, it's because you think a wider place is safer than a narrow tunnel.

However, after a few days, I felt mentally compromised by the fact that people kept working all day long.

It was because it was dark underground.

So he began to renovate his stronghold as a middle-diving hobby.

But somehow it was getting bigger and bigger.

At first, I was just going to make a separate bathroom.

‘If you are human, you should distinguish between where you eat and where you're cheap. I'm not a mole, I'm a human. ’

Jungdown pierces a small room in a corner of the catacombs.

And I thought, what's a bathroom?

"Toilets need toilets, too, right? ’

As he stumbles through his memories, he clumps the soil together to create an awkward toilet.

Only what it looks like, of course. Inside, I dug a deep pit.

It can't get water down, but it's a structure that wraps once and spills dirt on it.

The scent was eliminated with the 'purification' skill anyway.

Purification skills could even purify the air.

Anyway, that's how the underground pupil dilation started!

Seeing that there was nothing to do, I felt motivated in a strange way.

Should I make two more chairs for the table? ’

I looked so lonely with one chair, even if I was alone.

"It's this big, but you need a couch." ’

It may not be puffy, but it was always a matter of mood.

‘Can't I trim the dishes a little more neatly? ’

As the bear thought, he applied water to the surface of the dish and gently rubbed his thumb.

Then the surface became smooth.

Success!

At this point, I had no choice but to admit it.

‘I found my match. ’

Who knew I wouldn't find my qualifications in a place like this that I couldn't even go to college.

Everyone has a hidden talent or aptitude.

Although it's not necessarily a song or a dance, it's kind of a talent for chattering and playing alone.

That non-alcoholic talent was not to be ignored.

Who knows if the talents of chattering will later evolve and become great debaters or speakers.

Anyway, in that positive and forward-thinking sense, the talent of being a jewel is "playing with dirt alone."

And in fact, it was thanks to his skills.

A lump of dirt created by the skill 'Clump of dirt’ is firm and lumpy.

It's a viscosity.

As much as I think about it, the shape of the cooking was well made.

Moreover, if I make it in a certain shape, if it still has the skill effect, it doesn't fade as well.

In short, it was perfect to play with.

- Tyring!

[Dirt clump skill has advanced to level 5.]

“Huh? Level up? ”

Suddenly, my skills have improved again.

But this time something was different.

It feels different. ”

I noticed a subtle change in my skill when I was rubbing dirt all day.

“Skill Window. ”

Skill

Purification (Beginner Level 7)

- Clean the dirty.

Ground Smash (Level 5)

- Quickly put the dirt together. The higher the level, the bigger and tighter the cluster.

The skill description hasn't changed much.

But Jungdown got a hint there.

Bigger and harder? Has the pressure changed? ’

However, it takes more than a certain amount of pressure to coalesce the soil than clay or clay from the beginning.

Leveling up means getting stronger.

What does that mean?

‘Pressure. Pressure……. ’

I feel like I'm tickling because I can't feel anything.

He squats on the ground, rolling around in the dirt, and a strange thought comes to his mind.

‘Maybe we can put the dirt together in a different shape? ’

Cough.

“Huh?"

At that moment, my eyes widened as I felt some change in the lump of dirt I was touching.

It's a possibility!

"Let's test it! ’

He put down all his work and began to hang on to this one feeling.

“Clump of dirt! Clump of dirt!”

Cough. Cough.

A lump of clay made of skill was essentially a perfect sphere.

A constant pressure is applied towards the center.

The downward movement of the hand twists gradually in the direction of the pressure.

Then...

Eventually, a square dirt brick was formed.

“Oh, no! ”

He was happy to run.

It was only then that I knew exactly what this‘ clay 'skill was.

"Yes! You can't just stick together in circles!" ’

If it were, it would have been "bunching of dirt"!

If you just want it, you can unite in any other form!

He gets excited and turns all the dirt in front of him into bricks of dirt.

And I piled them up on the bedside table and made a rectangular side table in no time.

It would be great if there was a stand up here. ’

I put a torch on it, just as I regret.

And then, the Dragon Warrior!

The bedside table and torch stand make for a truly decent bedroom.

‘Exactly! There was a reason all the toy Lego blocks were square. ’

Obviously, the more basic the shape, the easier it was to make something.

This little realization was the beginning.

In that sense, I penetrated another bedroom.

You made a passageway through the room and set up a wall.

Then there was a structure in the space that was small, and it became more comfortable like a home.

I was greedy enough to trim the bed.

I turned it into a princess bed.

I put a torch in the corner of the bedroom to add a chant to it, and it was not so satisfying.

Especially the feeling of a brick piled up against the back wall of the princess' bed was like looking at a cohesive honeymoon room.

“Oh, she's beautiful. Hehe.”

Jungdown bursts into laughter by himself.

This dark, empty place is so boring and boring, and now everything is funny.

There was a big bed of princess's taste that didn't fit in the barren ground, so he laughed as he looked ridiculous.

Anyway, it was a small change of mood.

And by that time, the houses had arrived for guests.

[What the hell! It's bigger!]

“Huh?"

Jungdown turns his head to the sudden, rumbling scream.

The rabbit returns.

Why are you still alive?]

“Oh, you're here? ”

As Jungdown came out of Tunnel 1, his hands were clenched, and the rabbit looked dull and squealed.

[Oh, you're here? Oh, you're here. You're so funny, man! How much food were you carrying?]

“So far, so good. ”

[Hurry up and eat!]

But it was then.

Suddenly, you hear an unusual sound behind you.

[Huh? Umm...!]

“Huh?"

The surprised rabbit's expression also turned his gaze back.

A little while ago, the gold was cracking in the 10,000 walls.

And soon.

Phew!

“ ……! ”

The wall comes crashing down, and the water bursts out of it, hitting the ground.

Eventually, it will only touch ground water.

[Yes! Good job! Die as you were!]

The rabbit cheers as she shakes her pair.