Dungeon Designer: Bringing Smiles to the World!

On a new day, adventurers thronged outside the Dorne Dungeon.

Although the number of visitors has decreased compared to the previous few days, as the only level 1 dungeon in the Katachon Wasteland, it is still quite bustling with people.

After all, the Dorne Dungeon had been inexplicably closed for two days, and the adventurous people, who were like animals full of energy, desperately needed a place to vent their frustrations.

Cough cough, this is absolutely a legitimate way of venting.

Outside the entrance, adventurers queuing to enter the dungeon chatted idly.

"Hey, have you heard? Something strange seems to have happened in that [Taifa Dungeon] too. I heard someone saw a dragon in there!" An adventurer dressed as an archer started the conversation. "Some people also say that when you first enter the dungeon, an immersive story suddenly pops up. I wonder what it is."

"Really? Dragons appearing in level 2 dungeons? Could it be that those people are hallucinating from poisoning?" A disbelieving adventurer nearby muttered in response.

"Who knows?" The archer shrugged. "Anyway, the association has already sent an official team in to investigate, and they should be able to figure it out today."

Once someone started this discussion, more adventurers naturally joined in.

"Dragons! If we could fight those legendary creatures, even if we died, it would be worth it. I've never seen a dragon before." Some adventurers said with anticipation in their voices.

"Nonsense, you're not really going to die. Go ahead and cast the [Resurrection] spell if you dare!"

Other adventurers were lost in daydreams: "I've heard there's a place in the north where the coming-of-age ceremony involves tribal warriors stealing dragon eggs from mountaintops. The hatched dragons are then raised from chicks into mounts, and the powerful warriors become dragon knights. If only we could steal a dragon egg too..."

"What are you dreaming about? That's because their tribe has a pact with the White Dragon Mother, and the entire tribe has to feed those baby dragons. You, a lousy adventurer, think you can feed a baby dragon? Believe me, she'll eat you up in one bite."

"I heard that the dragon in the [Taifa Dungeon] is a descendant of some ancient dragon, called something like the Gluttonous Demon Dragon..."

"How is that possible? There is no such species as an ancient dragon in the world, let alone a gluttonous dragon. You can't even make this up convincingly."

All the adventurers immediately locked their gaze on the mage in the crowd who wore half-rimmed silver glasses.

"Crunch, crunch..." The berserker, who wanted to steal the dragon egg to become a dragon knight, cracked his knuckles and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"Snap..." The swordsman, eager to fight the dragon, drew his straight sword, his expression furious.

The profession of adventurer sounds prestigious, but in reality, they are all unemployed people. Although there is an Adventurers' Guild to manage them, don't expect them to have any strict discipline.

The magician who's been making sarcastic and sarcastic remarks everywhere might not actually be killed, but he'll probably be crippled, since he brought it all on himself.

As the excited adventurers gathered around, the mage simply pulled a silver badge from his pocket.

That's the mark of a Silver-rank adventurer.

The moment the adventurers saw the badge, their anger vanished instantly, and they scattered like birds, abandoning their queues altogether.

Although the [Dorn Dungeon] has produced unprecedented treasures like the [Summoning Bell] after its mutation, all those who come to challenge it are only Iron and Bronze level adventurers. After all, it is only a level 1 dungeon and has never been attractive enough to higher-level adventurers.

"Hmph, a bunch of scoundrels who disgrace the name of adventurers."

The magician put the badge back in his pocket, making no attempt to hide the disdain on his face.

"You still like to deliberately provoke others, Dylan." The mage's archer teammate walked over helplessly. She was a slender and tall wood elf. "Even if you are a high-level mage, you can still be easily killed like this."

"Just a bunch of rabble spouting nonsense. They wouldn't dare to actually make a move even if they had ten lives." The mage named Dylan didn't care at all, and simply turned his attention back to the entrance of the [Dorn Dungeon] ahead.

"This underground city is strange; I can't sense any energy leakage at all." Dylan frowned slightly, having activated the spell [Arcane Eye], which allows him to perceive any energy flow.

Logically speaking, any dungeon, regardless of its level, will have some energy leakage issues.

The only difference is that higher-level dungeons leak more energy and cause more changes to the surrounding environment.

The reason why the Katachon Wasteland is barren is because of the energy leakage from that level 4 dungeon, and this leakage will rise and fall with the rise and fall of the dungeon.

Those low-level adventurers who just coast along only think about how to earn enough gold coins to get through tomorrow.

As adventurers level up, starting at least from Silver rank, most will realize the necessity of controlling energy leakage in high-level dungeons.

Take the relationship between the level 4 dungeon, the Katachon Wasteland, and the Leman City as an example.

Once that level 4 dungeon is upgraded to level 5, the leaked energy will increase dramatically, and the area of ​​the Katachon Wasteland will expand in a very short time. The city of Leman, located on the edge of the wasteland, will naturally be completely swallowed up.

At that time, a city with a history of over a thousand years will be completely destroyed, and the order on the earth will be further eroded.

In short, Dylan's team's mission was to thoroughly investigate the details of the anomaly in the Dorne Dungeon, so that the Adventurers' Guild could predict when the dungeon would advance to level 2 and begin to affect the surrounding environment.

This kind of team is considered half an association force, and there are strict requirements regarding strength; all members must be Silver-level adventurers.

"What's the reason?" A tall shield guard walked up to Dylan and asked in a deep voice.

He is Galadon, the captain of the SilverAsh Squad, to which Dylan belongs, and a low-ranking Ironheart.

Iron Heart is one of the advanced classes of ordinary Shield Guardians. It has extremely strong resistance to attacks and can even temporarily transform itself into indestructible steel. It can withstand three-level attack spells without being hurt.

Dylan opened the Labyrinth Book he had been holding, which contained a record of the surface order's research and summaries of the dungeons over the years.

After a moment, Dylan, who had closed the book, looked up and replied:

Three possibilities.

First: The lord of this underground city has abandoned it and left completely. Without energy supply, the underground city will slowly perish on its own, and naturally there will be no energy leakage.

Second: The lord of this underground city used some kind of barrier spell to lock all the leaked energy inside the underground city. However, this barrier spell is of a very high level, and only a very few of the guys underground can do it. Without exception, they are all titled powerhouses.

Third: This underground city has established an extremely sophisticated energy self-circulation system, but this situation is extremely rare, and researchers have only discovered it three times in the past thousand years.

Aside from the first possibility, the remaining two possibilities suggest that the lord of this underground city is no ordinary person.

"Looks like we have another task to complete." The elven archer named Lia gently plucked the bowstring, and a melodious tune drifted on the wind.

"Thump!" Galadone removed the massive shield, as tall as a person, from his back: "Anyway, let's go into the dungeon."

As they were talking, the group that had entered the underground city transformed into beams of resurrection and floated toward Leman City.