Who designed this underworld dungeon?.

Chapter 462 Doll Girl

Because he often stayed at home reading books, Vann actually had little contact with women, except his sister.

Sometimes some women he knew took pleasure in teasing him, leaving him at a loss as to what to do.

At this moment, a beautiful woman in a dress stood in front of him. According to his usual reaction, he should have blushed and been stunned.

He was indeed stunned, but Fann didn't blush at all. On the contrary, his face was turning pale.

At this moment, what he is thinking in his heart is:
This job is a bit scary, sister!
How did you stand up!

He felt so horrified because he knew that the graceful white-haired woman in front of him was a doll that once sat in the flowers.

He used to think that the doll was pleasing to the eye, but that was from the perspective of appreciating a work of art. If he knew who the craftsman who made this doll was, he would be a little tempted and want to customize one.

But now the artwork suddenly came alive and stood up!
What's more, the puppet that stood up was extremely similar to a human in appearance. Although the production technology was so sophisticated that it basically did not make the viewer feel anything like "fake human" or "uncanny valley".

But it seems even more terrifying, doesn't it?

This is indeed a big test for Fann's heart endurance.
The puppet looked at him, thinking that he had not heard clearly, and said:
"Welcome back, kind hunter."

"Stop, stop, stop. I heard you clearly. No need to repeat it a second time."

Fann quickly waved his hands. He didn't know what his expression was now, but he thought it was not normal. So he lowered his head and rubbed his face vigorously to restore his expression before asking in surprise:
"You, how did you survive?"

He didn't chop it down immediately because the sense of security that the hunter's dream had previously brought him made him believe that the puppet was unlikely to cause any harm.

The puppet did not give an answer to this question, but just looked at him with its hands folded in front of it. Although it had a blank expression on its face, it did not give people a cold feeling. Instead, it gave people an inexplicable affinity that made people unconsciously want to let down their guard.

Fann himself felt that the question he asked just now was a bit strange. After thinking about it, he asked again:
"What are you doing here, beautiful lady?"

The puppet finally responded to this sentence.

"I am a puppet, taking care of you in this dream."

Take care of me?
At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Fan En's mind. He took a step forward and asked in surprise:
"Can you repair weapons for free?"

Although the messengers can help him repair weapons and their skills seem pretty good, talking about money is a bit hurtful.

Puppet: "."

“Hunter, go and seek the echoes of blood, the things hidden deep in the blood.” After a while, she continued, “I will integrate them into your power.”

There is no ups and downs in the tone, and the words sound like a pre-set puppet, which is really consistent with the character's image.

"You will go and hunt the monsters, and I will stand guard here to encourage your weak soul."

These words revealed a tender feeling, as if even if Vann died outside she would visit his grave in this hunter's dream.

However, at this moment, Vann revealed his extraordinary insensitivity. As soon as the topic of strength came up, he was of course interested. Then he kept thinking about strength and completely ignored the emotions contained in the following words.

However, before he asked how to integrate the echo of blood into his power, he suddenly remembered something important and asked quickly:
"Do you know how to get out of here, this underground city?"

This doll gave him a different feeling from Gilbert. Perhaps it knew more?

"Of course, the door has always been there."

Following the puppet's gaze, Vann looked back.

I saw a portal suddenly appear in the white flowers. Swirling magic waves echoed in the door frame. As long as I pass through here, I can return to the outside world!
Fann felt that he had used up all the dull moments in his life today.

The puppet came to life and the portal suddenly appeared. Why was it so sudden?

"call"

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. The chance to get out was right in front of him, but at this moment he calmed down again.

It is not about retreating, but being calm. There is a question that needs to be considered in a calm state, that is:

If he goes out now, will he run into the hordes of parasites outside?
His own strength has indeed been enhanced because of blood therapy, but facing an almost endless number of parasites, can he fight his way out and escape?
So, Fann turned to look at the puppet and asked:
"Ma'am, what do you mean by integrating the echo of blood into power? Could you please explain in detail?"

Seeing that the puppet seemed harmless and even beneficial, his attitude softened, and there was some respect in his tone.

"Come close to me, and close your eyes."

Fann did as he was told, his heart full of anticipation, but he kept his eyes closed obediently.

He felt his hand being held, and it gave the touch that a puppet should have, icy and cold, not at all like a human.

Is the puppet holding his hand?

Something seemed to be awakened inside his body. He closed his eyes and felt carefully, and finally saw what Leon and the others had long been tired of seeing: the columns of attributes and levels.

My total level is 19? What is this level? Am I strong or weak?

But judging from the battle against the priest beast, I guess I am extremely weak.
What he didn't know was that without the blood healing enhancement at the beginning, his level would have been only in the single digits, and he would have to use all his strength to fight even a beast-like citizen.

Although the current level 19 is also very weak, it needs to be tripled to catch up with Leon when he first appeared.

Since his level was too low, the Blood Echoes needed for upgrading were naturally few and far between. After he had used up all the Blood Echoes he had, he was able to collect twenty-five, and he added them evenly and carefully.

He then used items such as [Ice-Cold Blood Beads] and [Thick Ice-Cold Blood] that could obtain a certain amount of Blood Echoes, and sold the extra items to the messenger. He successfully reached level 30!

This level is still a little far from the silver level, but it can be regarded as the best among the bronze-level adventurers.

Feeling the power surging in his body, Fann looked around excitedly, trying to see if there was anything else he could sell in exchange for Blood Echo. He was only a few hundred dollars away from leveling up, and he would be unwilling to leave just like that.

Unfortunately, he no longer had anything he was allowed to sell, and if he wanted to sell anything he would have to pawn his clothes.

“This power, this power”

Far away from the doll lady, Vann took out the meat saw and swung it up and down. The meat saw, which was originally a bit strenuous to swing a few times, could now flutter at his fingertips like a butterfly. Some movements that he had thought of but his physical condition did not allow him to do could now be used.

He now felt that his attack could do more than just inflict a small wound on the priest beast.

You can even pull a piece of hair down with it! Isn't that a bit too low?
Vann was using this thought to suppress his excitement and keep himself calm, knowing that simply raising a few levels would not be enough to defeat such a terrifying monster.

What if we challenge those parasites outside?

You don't need to be afraid of ordinary parasites. As long as you have adequate protection, you don't have to be afraid of being parasitized in battle. But what about when facing that mutant?

Not sure. He didn't know how strong the mutant was. He could only imagine that the other party was very strong.

"Not enough. I'm not enough."

He looked at the puppet with burning eyes. If his eyes had warmth, the puppet would have been sent to the original furnace to pass on the fire.

This beautiful doll in front of you is truly priceless!
"I have come across a huge treasure in this dungeon that can directly make people stronger. This is truly an unprecedented discovery. I, no, the entire Red may become stronger because of this dungeon!"

Excitement filled his mind, but Vann felt vaguely that he seemed to have heard of a similar dungeon somewhere that could also enhance the strength of adventurers. He probably heard it mentioned by a foreign caravan when negotiating business.

"Is his name Sean?"

Reed is very isolated, and the fighting in the outside world has no effect on their fishing and seafood collection, so news from the outside world really can't get in for a while. Their current clothing style is still the popular style many years ago.

"No matter what magical functions the dungeon called Sean has, I believe this dungeon I have encountered is the best one!"

He clenched his fists, took one last look at the portal leading to the outside world, and resolutely walked towards it.
Tombstone for teleportation!
As expected, I still have to make up for the few hundred Blood Echoes needed for the upgrade. Even if I only upgrade one level, it can add some help to the battle, right?

What if I go out to fight and fail to win by just one level?

That's what he thought.

In the city lord's room, Gong Qiying opened the [Conscience Panel] and flipped through it, only to see that Fann's portrait had appeared on it.

The portrait is divided into two by a diagonal line. On the lower left is Vann, wearing tattered clothes and running timidly in the alley. He looks around vigilantly, and his eyes reveal his unconcealable timidity.

The same person is on the upper right, but he is dressed in hunter's clothes. He is pulling off his mask to wipe away the blood of the prey that splashed on his face. The werewolf under his feet has been chopped into a bloody mess.

This shows that the other party has been convinced by Sean and has become the first Red person to become a like-minded person.

"good."

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Reed, Savis.

An inconspicuous street, an inconspicuous collapsed house, and the basement under the ruins of the house is where the survivors' shelter is located.

This used to be a famous fish market, but now it is filled with rotting and smelly fish carcasses. The strong stench keeps even the parasites away from coming here, so it has become a paradise for survivors.

However, although it is called heaven, there are actually only about twenty angels living here. After Vann and his companions left, there were only twelve or thirteen old, weak, sick and disabled people left, and at most three men to look after the house.

Once attacked by a parasite, they will be unable to fight back.

"Miss Isa, please drink some hot water."

In the basement, a girl who looked underage was observing the situation outside the ruins with the help of a crude homemade mirror, while her other hand was drawing something on the notebook in front of her.

Her name is Abraham Van Isa, and she is Vann's sister.

An old lady came over with hot water at just the right temperature and said gently, "You are sick now, so just take a good rest. Fann and the others will definitely be back before dawn."

Isa nodded hopefully, thanked him politely, took the hot water, took a sip, put it down, and said:

"There's only a little bit of thermal stone left. Don't waste precious thermal energy on me. Pregnant women and the elderly need to keep warm more than I do."

The old woman sighed helplessly and said:
"How can that be possible? You are a patient."

"We are all patients too." Isa never stopped drawing on the notebook.

"But the traps around the shelter are all up to you, Miss Isa, to maintain. This is also everyone's intention. You are the one who must not fall."

Isa's hand stopped. Her notebook was filled with drawings of various simple mechanisms.

If you look closely at the ground of the shelter, you will find that various sophisticated mechanisms are arranged around it, which can not only lead away the approaching parasites, but also protect themselves when necessary.

"Okay." She smiled and continued to drink some hot water.

As a hunter's child, Isa also received training from her father. However, compared to actual combat, she was more interested in traps and mechanisms, and had more talent in them.

In contrast, her brother Vann was semi-illiterate when it came to traps. As a child, he often failed when he tried to catch birds by propping up a basin with branches.

Isa's mechanism near the shelter has successfully helped the survivors lure away the parasites many times, and she has made an indispensable contribution to the survival of the shelter.

Although her father taught them to be humble, she was still a child after all.

So when she heard the old woman's praise, there was no expression on her face, but her feet dangling in the air on the chair swayed even more and she hummed a ballad.

When your brother comes back, try to praise him. He is very brave to go out.

However, as she glanced at the mirror casually, the song in her mouth suddenly stopped.

"Be, Ms. Bell." Isa's little face suddenly turned pale. She called the old woman's name, and finally rang the bell that symbolized warning.

This bell has never rung in the past days!

People suddenly panicked, but they didn't know what was going on. Facing people's inquiring eyes, Isa forced herself to suppress her trembling body and said:

"They are coming!"

In the reflection of the mirror, countless staggering figures were crowded on the street.

Among the group of zombies, there were several familiar figures!

It was the person who went out to search for supplies earlier!

(End of this chapter)