Dungeon Designer: Bringing Smiles to the World!

"Why doesn't this world have weekends off? It's so uncivilized!"

As the new day began, Roger, who had stayed up until midnight the night before to revise the plan for the disease village, stretched and couldn't help but mutter a complaint.

Although the city lord has the right to close the dungeon at any time and not receive, cough cough, not allow adventurers to enter.

But just like opening a shop, how can a shop close down all the time? This will only cause the underground city's foot traffic to drop rapidly.

To put it bluntly, if you don't open the gate, plenty of dungeons will.

Don't assume that the dungeon lords are all united. The 16 dungeons in the Katachon Wasteland are all in competition. After all, there are only so many adventurers. You can't expect these adventurers to combine and generate a bunch of little adventurers, right?

No, it seems that the succubus lord of the [Fugen Dungeon] did exactly that.

According to information that Rogge had gathered in Leman City using his phantom clones, many adventurers who came out of the Fugen Dungeon found it more or less difficult to suppress their desires, which naturally led to population growth in Leman City.

Good heavens, it seems that the succubus city lord might actually be a far-sighted strategist.

Rogge shook his head, stopping his wandering thoughts.

As Roger shook his bracelet, he was about to send the hastily completed proposal to Horak when he was interrupted by a breath of air.

"ha!"

"What the hell?" Rogge was a little confused. His own dungeon didn't have Hakimi, did it?

As Roger stepped out of the room, he discovered that Maria was pressing down on Corax's head, forcibly combing his messy hair.

The usually quiet Corax was now resisting particularly fiercely.

"That shouldn't be the case."

Logically speaking, Maria possesses an extremely strong negative emotional energy, which should be exactly the type that Corax likes.

Roger stepped forward and stuffed a few pieces of jerky into Corax's mouth, but the latter still didn't quiet down and kept panting, just like a certain round-headed old friend.

Maria's once fair doll arms now bear many scratches. It's fortunate that she is a doll, and one made by a powerful figure like Horak, otherwise she would probably have fallen apart by now.

"Miss Corax has been like this since this morning," Maria said calmly.

Even though Corax resisted fiercely, she could not stop Maria's grooming.

Seeing this, Roger's lips twitched.

Kolac is a key figure being groomed by the Dark Elf Cult and is also under the watchful eye of an unknown evil god; his strength is definitely no weaker than that of a Silver-rank adventurer.

However, Maria is now able to subdue Corax with one hand, which shows that this doll has extremely high strength attributes.

"I wonder what materials Horak used... Could he have taken some bones from a gluttonous dragon?"

Rogge muttered to himself, looking at Corax's dark skin as a half-dark elf. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he slapped his forehead and then looked at Maria.

"You mean she only started acting like this this morning?"

Maria nodded, finally finishing her combing work and managing to straighten Corax's hair, even giving it a high ponytail.

"Dark elves are nocturnal, hiding during the day..."

Upon hearing this, the doll paused.

Rogge was somewhat amused and exasperated. This was common knowledge, but unfortunately, the doll, who had only been born for less than a day, didn't know it. It seemed that Horak hadn't packed all the common knowledge into that soul beforehand.

"Alright, alright, let her go rest first. Don't let the child get too tired," Roger said helplessly.

No wonder Corax was breathing out puffs of air; he was clearly exhausted.

Sure enough, as soon as Maria let go, Corax leaped into his room and fell fast asleep, rendering all the grooming work she had just done useless.

"You should brush up on your basic knowledge about this world and its various races first."

After a while, Rogge pulled out a thick encyclopedia from the luggage he had brought with him when he left the city of Shanghai and handed it to Maria.

Fortunately, the dolls don't need rest, as long as they don't operate at excessively high loads continuously, which allows Maria to quickly accumulate knowledge.

Maria silently took the encyclopedia and began to read it, only closing it a dozen seconds later.

"Thank you very much." Maria lifted her long dress and asked, "Would you like me to prepare breakfast for you?"

As a doll responsible for taking care of Corax's daily life, Maria is naturally also a good cook.

I have no idea how Horak did it. All I can say is that he is indeed a lich and a master of soul arts.

"You decide what to do." Roger casually used negative emotional energy to conjure up some ingredients and cooking utensils.

At times like these, Rogge couldn't help but marvel at the omnipotence of negative emotional energy; otherwise, the first thing he, as the dungeon lord, would worry about was starving to death.

Just before he re-entered the room and closed the door, Roger could see that Maria had already skillfully put on her apron and was preparing to show off her cooking skills with the ingredients.

"I hope she's not a terrible cook," Roger silently prayed.

With the little incident over, Roger finally had time to deal with serious matters.

Shortly after sending out the revised plan for the sick village, he received a call from Holak.

"The new plan came out so quickly?" Holak's gaunt face clearly showed surprise.

Rogge rubbed his slightly sore eyes: "After all, time is limited, and we don't know when the joint exploration of the [Taifa Dungeon] will begin."

As he reviewed the revised proposal, Horak couldn't help but praise, "If only every dungeon lord were as diligent as you."

"Involution is never a good thing," Roger shook his head. "I still prefer to lie flat, but reality doesn't allow it."

Inward curl, lie flat.

Holak didn't delve into the meaning of the two unfamiliar words, but instead shifted the topic to Rogge.

"Is your city lord bracelet set to silence?"

"No." Roger was a little puzzled, wondering why Horak would ask such a question.

"Recently, quite a few people have been looking for you, and they've already come to me." Horak had a slight smile on his face, but because he was a lich, his smile looked rather terrifying.

Without Horak needing to explain, Roger knew who the other person was referring to.

"Oh, as for the other dungeon lords, I have my bracelet set to 'Do Not Disturb,' so I don't answer calls from strangers."

Although neither Rogge nor Horak were the type to maintain close ties with other dungeon lords, they couldn't control the adventurers' activities and gossip.

Clearly, each dungeon lord has channels to obtain information from the outside world.

The remarkable achievements that Rogue has made in transforming the Dorne and Taifa dungeons recently have naturally attracted the attention of other dungeon lords.