《Dungeon Creator》Dungeon Explorer #10
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The power of his unique item huh.
It must have been the ICBM unique item.
It had the ability to destroy dungeons and the attacker still got to keep the loot that was pretty cool.
I messaged back
~Ya I got a message to share the loot but I didn't
Apparently, everyone else had realized that the best way too get stronger was party play.
~You did a dungeon with someone else?
~loot hog
~so that's how it works? You got ejected first right
I responded
~Whoever said the ejected message put more information about what happened and a code name and ill talk to you.
~You heard an explosion in your head right?-Slater
So he wanted his name to be slater huh, that was fine enough.
He was stronger than 16 other people in the group chat and he had helped me.
~What do you say about making a three-man raid team
Apparently, my messages in the group chat were glowing so everybody knew they were admin messages.
~Who are you talking too
~I wanna go on a raid
~My phoenix cloak can help you
I was tempted to click on the phoenix part but in the end, I decided not too.
Three was good to start out with anyway.
I was tempted to mess around with everyone but I decided not too.
~That settles you will get a dungeon invitation tomorrow in the group chat if you are invited just click accept.
~How do I know this isn't a trap-Slater
Nobody who makes a communication method with there unique item that would waste it on a trap.
Plus he had already used his unique item to help me so he would be more inclined than the others to believe it wasn't a trap.
~I agree just don't screw me over-slater
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There were a bunch of different messages about wanting to raid with me.
Nobody knew who I was talking too so they all were trying to ask each other.
Ths system had alerted them that everyone could talk to each other but nobody knew how.
With my plans set up, I decided to turn in for the night.
I don't know why but ever since becoming a dungeoneer my body had required at least 12 hours of sleep a night.
Maybe I was growing stronger?
The next day when I got up I decided to do a dungeon that had to do with herblore.
And that meant going into the forest near my house.
I didn't really know how it works but I assumed that the dungeon would assign rewards and challenges based on the setting of the dungeon.
So if I wanted ingredients I should go to an area were ingredients grew naturally.
Before the sun came up I packed up my backpack full of food and set off.
The walk to the forest was about an hour.
That's why I had to leave so early.
The road was curvy and there weren't any cars on it.
I wonder if the dungeon would protect me from the police if I decided to drive a car eventually.
Those were thoughts for another day I was almost there.
The rangers station was up ahead, I was betting that the dungeon system would protect me from having to pay a park fee.
And I was right I walked right in front of it and into the park and nobody stopped me.
It was glorious I was protected from the subtle tyranny of society and I could still interact happily with my mom.
That was one major problem out of the way.
The next problem was how to interact with the dungeon society in a good way that would only bring me benefits.
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I opened up my Ipod and messaged
~Should I wait until I find a dungeon I want to do before I invite you
~Yes, you should wait-templar
~I didn't think you were actually gonna come through-slader
So I guess I should wait.
I decided to take a hiking trail to try and find a cool dungeon.
It was a 2-mile hiking trail of the easiest difficulty.
It should be like a walk in the park for me.
The first dungeon I encountered was a beehive.
>Killer bees >Reward Mana Honey
I didn't want to do that one I needed to find a dungeon that gave a reward based on how far progressed and I needed it to be forest ingredients.
It wasn't that long before I managed to find one it was just a plain field.
That was kind off od but with my goal in sight everything became easier
~Send Invitations to the party
>Slater
>Templar
>Send
I clicked it and right after an announcement was made
Challengers Slater And Templar have been registered under the group chat and will now have their names next to there text.
It took a few moments but there they stood next to me.
The first one who I assumed was templar was dressed in a dress shirt with blonde hair and blue eyes.
The next one was slater who had dark hair a plain black t-shirt and a crooked smile.
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