There's a skull dungeon attached to my basement

Xiao Yang's food problem was somewhat alleviated. While cleaning the prison, he found a utility room. In the corner of the room, he found a bag of black bread and a bottle of ale hidden away.

Luckily, he was a collector. He rummaged through a pile of useless garbage for a good while before finding the black bread and ale.

These items seemed to be the private stash of a prison guard, but now, in this zombie-infested prison, no one could enjoy them, so they belonged to Xiao Yang.

Inside the bag of black bread, Xiao Yang found a piece of paper with crooked handwriting.

【: Little Peter, eat slowly!】

There seemed to be a story behind it. Xiao Yang shook his head, didn't discard the note, folded it, and put it in his pocket.

【Little Peter's Black Bread

Quality: Inferior

Description: A dark, hard bread mixed with sawdust, with an absurdly long shelf life and an absurdly hard texture. It seems to be something a mother saved from her rations.】

【Prison Guard's Murky Ale

Quality: Inferior

Description: A bottle of ale carefully hidden by a prison guard. It's been stored for too long and is about to spoil. Don't be afraid, a little alcohol will make you fearless!】

He put away the black bread and ale. Obviously, these two items didn't seem very suitable for consumption, but Xiao Yang was about to finish the basket of bread he got from the newbie gift pack. If he really had to, these could barely be used for emergencies.

To be honest, being able to find something to eat in this dungeon full of skeletons and zombies was already very difficult, and there wasn't much room for pickiness.

Xiao Yang was about to level up again, in the process of constantly clearing out these prisoner zombies. This process was not easy, especially when dealing with cells where multiple prisoner zombies gathered.

Xiao Yang didn't dare to provoke such cells at all. Now he only dared to bully prisoner zombies living in single rooms.

During this time, even though he had been very careful, he was still poisoned by undead toxins once, bitten by a zombie that suddenly crawled out from under a pile of straw.

This mistake reduced his stock of minor healing potions by one, leaving him with only three. In addition to the heartache, the more troublesome thing was the corrosive state brought about by the undead toxin.

However, this poisoning also confirmed one thing: in the situation where he was losing health like crazy from the poisoning, the Dark-Warding Lantern saved Xiao Yang's life. The undead toxin seemed to be classified as a curse or abnormal status and was successfully removed by the Dark-Warding Lantern.

Thanks again, Senior Robert!

This situation eliminated Xiao Yang's biggest worry, but Xiao Yang didn't get so cocky as to go to those happy prison cells filled with prisoner zombies and have a good time.

He still needed to be cautious. With his pitiful health, he would die on the spot if he was hit a couple of times. There was no room for error.

Once again, he slammed the wilderness short axe in his hand hard into the chest of the prisoner zombie in front of him. Accompanied by a large number ten popping up, this decaying, grimacing fellow fell heavily.

He pulled out the wilderness short axe, bringing out a lot of splashing flesh.

During this period of fighting, Xiao Yang inevitably got more and more blood and splattered meat on his body. Although he tried his best to avoid all this, it was inevitable that he would get some on him during combat.

At this time, he looked like he had walked out of some horror movie set, covered in dirty, mottled bloodstains, and he didn't have any clothes to change.

The adventurer's bracers and boots he was wearing were fine; he could put them in his inventory. Once he stored and retrieved them, the bloodstains and dirt on them would disappear, but the T-shirt and sweatpants he was wearing didn't have this treatment. Once they were dirty, they were dirty, and there was nowhere to wash them.

Over these days, Xiao Yang's body odor was quite pungent.

The zombie in front of him dropped something, a white dot of light. Xiao Yang grabbed it, and a set of zombie viscera appeared in his hand.

These prisoner zombies really didn't drop anything good. They were even stingier than the skeletons. High health, poisonous, disgusting, and smelly. All of this was nothing, but the key was that the things they dropped were pathetic.

This point in vitality brought a clear change. Xiao Yang felt that he was much more energetic. He raised his hand, and his skin, which had been pale from being in this gloomy dungeon for so long, became rosy again.

The feeling was obvious. Of course, the most important thing was the change in the number on the vitality stat on the panel.

【Vitality: 20 / 20】

Not bad, the feeling of doubling his health bar was really good. It gave him a great margin for error.

Of course, the investment in vitality would definitely not be limited to this one attribute point. He would at least add ten points so that Xiao Yang could withstand two or more attacks from the dungeon guardian blocking his way back to his original world.

Only then would he consider challenging that axe-wielding, very difficult fellow.

Although Xiao Yang's agility was now almost three times that of the dungeon guardian, in that narrow environment, the terrifying attack that would take several lives from him if he was hit even once meant that it was better to be cautious.

Xiao Yang was preparing to completely conquer this dungeon, so it wouldn't do to be killed by an axe before he even got started.

Afterward, Xiao Yang continued to chop prisoner zombies in the prison. After having a batch of emergency food, Xiao Yang didn't plan to leave the mountain so quickly. He decided to improve himself in this zombie prison.

He set a small goal: to completely clear this zombie prison.

During this process, he was grinding day and night. When he was thirsty, he would scrape some moss off the stone walls. When he was hungry, he would take a piece of bread from his backpack and take a big bite. When he was sleepy, he would run back to the safe house from the zombie prison with a small hole in it and take a nap.

He was grinding day and night, and it was also endlessly fulfilling.

During this time, the Undead Slayer (Zombie), this accessory, was also obtained by Xiao Yang. Thanks to Little Bone's good luck.

Unlike the skeleton version, this zombie version of the Undead Slayer was a dried-up zombie finger. Xiao Yang hung it on his waist along with the bone fragment from the skeleton Undead Slayer.

The addition of this zombie slayer's damage plus one made Xiao Yang's leveling efficiency much higher. A heavy hit now dealt two more damage, from ten to twelve... Well, it didn't seem like the improvement was that significant.

Perhaps he needed a better weapon.