Dungeon Designer: Bringing Smiles to the World!

The day after the SilverAsh Squad left, deep within the Dorne Dungeon.

Rogue was comfortably lounging on the sofa, watching another group of adventurers embark on their arduous journey, while simultaneously making a call to the lich Horak.

Holak's gaunt face appeared, tinged with obvious pleasure.

Clearly, the lich was very satisfied with the Blighttown map that Rogue had designed for him.

"The news that dragons exist in the [Taifa Dungeon] has spread far and wide, and foolish adventurers are flocking there in droves."

Holak spoke cheerfully, while allocating half of today's negative emotional energy to Roger.

Rogge took a look and saw that there were indeed quite a few. It seemed that the allure of the dragon species was even greater than he had imagined.

"Where are the strongest adventurer teams in the dungeon progressed?" Rogge asked, as this concerned whether he should continue to modify the design of Blighttown.

Horak toyed with a gluttonous dragon fang in his hand as he said, "The whole team is Silver-rank, I think they're called something like the [Wind Squad]. As for their progress... we've seen the gluttonous dragon, but that's about it."

Rogge nodded: "Gold-level adventurers won't come to low-level dungeons so easily, so there's no need to modify Blighttown for the time being."

"At this rate, I should be able to complete the mission and return to the underground metropolis soon."

Holak sighed with emotion; how long had it been since he'd been back?

Five hundred years?

Eight hundred years?

A thousand years?

Although the dungeon lord appointed by the city of Shanghai is not a real prisoner and can still contact Shanghai through the bracelet, returning is not so simple.

Not to mention that Horak was somewhat resentful when he was demoted to the lord of the dungeon by the Demon King, so he deliberately did not contact the Demon City for the past thousand years.

"I'm afraid even the title of 'Apostle of the Plague' has been forgotten."

"At least your deeds are recorded in the academy's textbooks." Roger recalled his experience when he first transmigrated here and was thrown into the Magic City Academy for compulsory education because he had no identity documents.

"Oh?" Horak asked curiously, "What does the book say about me?"

"Ahem." Roger said somewhat awkwardly, "Because the Ratmen's influence in Shanghai has been gradually increasing in recent years, so you know..."

Holak snorted coldly, a chill creeping up his fangs.

"Those lowly ratmen, they're always stabbing me in the back. When I get back, I'd like to see what that guy called 'Demon Blade' is all about."

Roger didn't pick up on that topic, but instead changed the subject and brought up something else.

"What? You want to leave the dungeon and go to the surface?" Horak was somewhat surprised. "How long have you been the dungeon lord? You're already getting impatient?"

“That’s right.” Roger nodded. “I have some plans that will be more advantageous to both of our dungeons.”

Rogge knew that although he had great talent in designing dungeons because of his memories from before he transmigrated, Horak, who was over four figures old, was better at exploiting loopholes in the rules set by the Magic City.

Upon hearing this request, Horak fell into thought for a few minutes before speaking:

"You should know that, in principle, the city lord is not allowed to leave the underground city without permission."

"Usually, saying that means there's a chance," Roger smiled.

"After all, the only task of a dungeon lord is to manage his dungeon well, so some principles can sometimes be broken."

Horak pointed Rogge in the right direction: "The city lord's main body cannot leave the dungeon, but you can try to support some puppets outside."

"for example?"

"Loyal intelligent beings created by magic, or clones, and of course, enslaving adventurers... There are many ways, think about it yourself first, and just say so if you need my help."

Horak was very straightforward; in fact, it's rare to find a lich like him who doesn't like to engage in any scheming or intrigue.

After thanking him, Rogge closed the communication.

Lying on the sofa, he looked up at the dark underground city ceiling.

Although he had just told Horak that he was going out for the benefit of the dungeon, Rogue also had his own selfish motives.

Although I was a bit of a homebody before I transmigrated and didn't go out much, I can't keep going without seeing the sun like this forever!

After transmigrating, I arrived in the underground metropolis, and was immediately captured and forced into compulsory education. After completing the compulsory education, I was almost immediately thrown into the [Dorn Dungeon].

It has been three whole years now!

Roger has never even seen the sun or the surface of this world with his own eyes!

Based on his experience over the past three years, not all races and individuals in the Chaos faction are inherently evil. Furthermore, given his lack of interest in the war between the world order and the Chaos faction, Rogue has no prejudice against the Chaos faction.

But he still wanted to see the surface of this world, at least to meet the legendary half-orc cat-eared girl!

Well……

But after saying all that, Rogue's primary goal is definitely to manage the Dorne Dungeon well.

After all, the first essential lesson in dungeon design is that the dungeon lord and the dungeon they inhabit are bound together in a symbiotic relationship; their fortunes are intertwined, and their losses are shared.

Having gained a considerable amount of negative emotional energy, Rogge is now confident enough to take on a Gold-level adventurer one-on-one, even though he has never received any specialized combat training.

Making the dungeon prosperous is making yourself stronger.

Rogue sat up from the sofa and began to think about the several plans for leaving the dungeon that Horak had given him.

First, the simplest way is to use magic to create intelligent beings that obey your commands.

But this "simplicity" only applies to powerhouses like Horak.

As a lich, Horak could easily summon undead creatures that obeyed him with a level 5 or 6 spell and then infiltrate Leman City.

Another way to enslave adventurers is the same; the 5th-circle spell [Dominate Humans] can achieve the effect of enslavement.

But for Roger, he would have to forcefully cast a spell using negative emotional energy, which would consume a lot of energy.

Most importantly, this plan cannot fulfill Rogue's wish to see the Earth's surface and the sun with his own eyes, and of course, the cat-eared girl's wish as well.

He was flipping through a magic encyclopedia he had brought from the underground metropolis, a book that covered everything from tricks to the ninth level of magic.

Soon, Rogge found a spell that could grant his wish.

7th Ring Spell - Projection

The effect of this spell is to create an illusory clone of oneself, and then use magic to sustain its existence.

The illusionary clone looks and sounds just like me, except it has no physical form.

The effect is very strong and the range is also very wide; the phantom clone's activity radius is more than 800 kilometers.

However, there are also drawbacks, since 7 rings is not a very high level.

When the illusionary clone is damaged, it will immediately disappear and the spell will end. When the illusionary clone's senses are used, the original body will be unable to perceive the outside world.

Moreover, a sufficiently powerful mage can see through the true nature of an illusionary clone.

But these shortcomings were not so bad for Rogge.

"We still need to ask Horak for help; he should know this spell."

Rogge muttered to himself, having great faith in the number of spells a lich could possess.