The Mysterious Dungeon: A Survival Guide to the Twelve Talismans

A zookeeper? Zhou An was stunned.

They earn a hundred dollars a day, which is ten times more than a cleaner's salary.

Zhou An observed the two veteran players.

Their eyes gleamed, and their faces showed greed; they seemed eager to take on the task, but for some reason, they remained silent.

At this moment, Zhou An's gaze fell on the old man.

The old man's eyes were also darting around, much like those of a veteran player.

As for the woman, she had absolutely no interest in it.

“I’ll take it,” Zhou An stepped forward and said.

With such high wages, the risks must be extremely high. Fortune favors the bold, but Zhou An has the Horse Talisman, so what is there to fear?

He now understands that Soul Money is absolutely crucial in dungeons.

"Kid, you're really asking for it. A hundred bucks a day? You think it's that easy?" the old man sneered.

Seeing this, Zhou An gave the old man a strange look.

Neither of the two veteran players spoke, but the old man actually warned him that it was very dangerous.

“Okay, specifically, that’s you. Uncle Fu was the previous caretaker and cleaner. He will explain the specific job duties to you.”

"I'm going to patrol the building now." The building manager said and left immediately.

Uncle Fu looked at Zhou An and the other four and said, "The job of a cleaner is very simple. They have to clean once in the morning and once in the afternoon every day."

"The cleaning tools are in the storage room on the first floor. You can go and get them yourselves."

“Zhou An, come with me, I’ll take you to be fed.”

“Okay, Uncle Fu.” Zhou An nodded and followed Uncle Fu toward the elevator entrance.

Chapter 4 Pet Care Manual

Five minutes later, they arrived at the tenth floor.

However, instead of going anywhere on the tenth floor, they went to the stairwell and followed the stairs to the rooftop door.

When Uncle Fu arrived, his body was trembling, as if he was terrified of what was inside.

"Here you go, this is the care manual and the key. Remember to feed it on time. Best of luck!" He then left.

Zhou An watched Uncle Fu leave without saying anything, and instead opened the pet care manual.

[Pet Care Manual]

1. Please feed Him at 8:00 AM, 12:00 PM, 4:00 PM, and 12:00 AM every day. The later you feed Him, the angrier He will be.

2. The feed will appear daily in the feed storage room on the roof.

3. Feed one bag each time, then put the feed into the iron supplement container.

4. If there is not enough food, please find a way to feed it yourself. Never let it go hungry.

5. If He is pleased, He will give you your own private collection.

6. Please do not turn on the wormhole; you will be responsible for the consequences.

Zhou An carefully considered these six rules for raising the animals.

It looks quite dangerous.

"Wait a minute, Uncle Fu is missing a leg, could it be because he's not getting enough feed..." Zhou An suddenly thought of this question.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Zhou An took out his phone and checked the time; it was already 7:55.

There are only five minutes left until eight o'clock.

Zhou An didn't have time to think further, so he took the key and opened the roof door directly.

What came into view was an extremely gloomy and dilapidated roof, which looked no different from the real world.

When Zhou An looked up at the sky, his pupils contracted slightly.

A blood moon hung in the sky, its crimson afterglow casting a blood-red glow over the surrounding clouds.

Looking out of the apartment, all I could see was a thick fog, and I couldn't make out anything.

This is clearly a situation similar to map limitations.

Zhou An immediately looked at the roof.

On the left is a huge iron shield, which is covered by a partition, except for the feeding side.

It was pitch black inside, and you couldn't see anything clearly.

To the right is a small room of about ten square meters.

The words "feed warehouse" are written in large characters on the door.

Zhou An pushed open the door to the feed storage room and went inside.

It was pitch black inside. He fumbled around on the wall for a while and then turned on the light.

It was empty, extremely empty, with only one table and three feed bags, each about half a person tall, on the table.

Zhou An went forward to inspect it.

【Pseudo-human meat feed】

Net weight: 50kg

Ingredients: Fake human flesh, fake human blood, blood corn starch, corpse water

Effects: After taking it, it can slightly improve physical condition, make one more irritable, and give one a strong feeling of fullness.

Shelf life: 24 months

Production Date: XX Year XX Month XX Day

Friendly reminder: Don't steal your pet's food, or you'll suffer a terrible fate.

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Zhou An looked at the ingredient list, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

The fake human flesh, fake human blood, and corpse fluid were things that Zhou An simply couldn't bring himself to eat.

Sneaking food? That's impossible.

However, there are only three bags of feed here, and one bag needs to be fed each time, so the animal needs to be fed four times a day.

"Are you kidding me? One bag is missing on the first day?" Zhou An frowned.

Okay, let's feed it first, and then we'll see what to do. At least it's safe before midnight.

Zhou Andang immediately tried to lift a bag of feed, but it was too heavy, weighing a full 100 jin (50 kg).

Finally, after a tremendous amount of effort, Zhou An managed to lift the feed to the iron ore pit.

The gaps in the iron frame were quite large; Zhou An himself could easily squeeze into them.

It must be very large; it could probably swallow Zhou An whole in one gulp.

However, the iron pot made no sound, as if there was nothing inside.

Zhou An ignored it and threw the feed bag directly into the iron bin.

He stood there, waiting quietly, but still saw no movement from Tie Lie.

Zhou An thought for a moment, then ignored him and left the roof. Before leaving, he locked the door again.

Zhou An then took the elevator down to the first floor.

The first floor was completely empty at that moment, except for the old man who was mopping the floor.

"Pah!" The old man spat as soon as he saw Zhou An.

Upon seeing this, Zhou An frowned. That old bastard deserved to die.

He didn't bother with it, went to the storeroom, grabbed a broom, mop, bucket, and dustpan, and went up to the third floor.

The zookeepers have fed the animals, so now it's time to clean up.

The next second, Zhou An realized something and quickly reached into the dustpan, where he found a piece of paper.

Cleaning Staff Code of Conduct

1. Make sure to keep the area you are cleaning clean, otherwise you will be complained about by the tenant.

2. If you see someone littering, please loudly reprimand them and make them pick it up.

3. If a tenant wants you to clean their room, they must pay you a certain amount of money as a service fee.

4. During the cleaning, the tenant cannot attack you in his room.

5. Cleaning must be completed within working hours.

6. Must clean a room for one tenant every day.

The six rules are clear and concise.

Zhou An silently put the note away and then began his cleaning.

However, the work is actually quite easy, because the corridor is not dirty. I estimate that it will take about fifteen minutes to sweep and mop it.

"Squeak~~!" Just then, the door to room 304 next door opened.

"Housekeeper? My room is a bit dirty, could you clean it for me?" A hoarse voice came from the fat, greasy mouth.

It was fat and bloated, its whole body made of flesh, and its skin was shiny with oil. When it walked barefoot on the ground, it made the ground greasy.

"How much are you going to pay?" Zhou An asked in a deep voice.

"Money? Aren't you a cleaner? It's your job to clean the rooms for the guests, why are you asking for money?" The fat, greasy man's tone became somewhat sharp.

Zhou An ignored him and turned to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute, okay, I'll put up a dollar," Fatty said hastily.

"Ten dollars, and I'll clean for you." Zhou An wanted to make money.

"Ten dollars? Are you crazy for money?" Fatty Gu was greatly shocked.

However, seeing that Zhou An was about to leave again, he quickly said, "Okay, ten yuan it is."

"Give me the money first." Zhou An reached out his hand for the money.

Fatty was furious, but in the end he still took out ten yuan and handed it to Zhou An.

The fat man gritted his teeth and said, "I want to make sure there isn't a single trace of grease in my room."

Zhou An accepted the money and went straight into the house.

The room reeked of grease, a very strong smell.

Looking at the floor, the sofa, and even the bed, everything was greasy.

Zhou An almost slipped and fell when he went inside.

Chapter 5 You're sick, you need treatment.

"You can start cleaning now." Fatty slammed the door shut, his voice turning sinister.

He's been tricked, he's been tricked, this guy's been tricked.

Because of his physical condition, he was constantly exuding oil.

And these oil stains are very difficult to clean.

This human will not be able to leave this room unless he leaves behind an arm.

However, Zhou An did not clean up. Instead, he turned to look at the fat, greasy man and said, "You're sick and need treatment."

"Uh...?" The fat, grotesquely grinning face froze.

“I’ve been observing you for a while now. Your body must be unconsciously producing oil, which is why the room is so greasy, right?” Zhou An said.