When I was in a world of unconventional rules and taboos

Dogs have a very keen sense of smell, compared to those silly zombies who don't even know their homes have been raided.

However, it detected a very faint cat scent in the air beforehand.

The dog instantly bristled, its dignified and solemn face turning ferocious in an instant.

As a dog that reigns supreme in the area, it has had several encounters with that greedy dead cat. Every time it causes trouble in front and beats up the strange creatures, that dead cat always sneaks off to the rear to try and reap the rewards of victory.

Therefore, the dog repeatedly led its henchmen to attack the dead cat head-on, beating it to death to retrieve the treasure, and even chased after it many times.

However, although that greedy dead cat had a terrible personality, its ability to run away was incredibly strong, no less than that of the dog. Its ability to protect itself was even more terrifying; it was like it was indestructible and had repeatedly escaped from the silly dog's clutches in a sorry state.

Even a silly dog ​​is somewhat helpless against that little thieving cat, but that doesn't mean the other party can steal the fruits of victory again and again!

As the most loyal dog to its owner, this silly dog ​​will never allow anyone to steal its owner's treasures!

The dog can tolerate having its things touched!

Anyone who touches their master's things will die!

The stupid dog has now accepted everything about the zombie race as its master. Is there anyone who dares to secretly reap the benefits from behind the scenes?!

The purpose of a country dog ​​is to guard the house and protect the owner's property!

This is the deepest instinct etched into our genes!

Nowadays, anyone who dares to steal from their owner? They'd be crossing the line in a heartbeat!

(For a country dog, you can bring things home, but you absolutely cannot take things out of the house; it's like asking for its life. Once something is inside, the dog will assume it belongs to its owner.)

Even when the dog was being chased by the old zombie and the powerful evil spirit, it had never been so agitated. Now, seeing its owner's interests being harmed, it felt like killing the cat!

The silly dog ​​looked down at its owner, who was having a great time, and felt that it was unnecessary to spoil its owner's fun over such a trivial matter.

If it can't even handle a little thieving cat, what kind of life does it have?

Having swallowed three thousand-year-old zombie kings, it had undergone a new transformation in strength, even though it hadn't fully digested them yet. It was now much stronger than before, making it more than capable of dealing with that cunning little thief cat.

Without hesitation, it followed the scent.

Behind them, a giant, mentally challenged dog and a ferocious, one-eyed dog followed closely.

......

Deep underground, the greedy cat, who was currently immersed in an ocean of countless riches, suddenly heard a violent commotion and a faint, mournful scream. Its infatuated face abruptly changed, and it awoke from its fantasy of getting rich.

It could naturally tell that those were the screams of the zombie race!

At the same time, it also heard an extremely faint bark!

"Meow, what's going on? Could it be that mad dog has returned to fight back? But that doesn't make sense. How did it manage to escape those old geezers' encirclement and attack, and even bring its pups back to fight back?!"

"Damn it, could it be that what that mad dog said before was true? That it really isn't a stray dog, but has an owner, someone backing it up?! And now its owner has arrived?!"

Previously, the greedy black cat had heard the mad dog's incoherent ramblings.

No, not just that one, but who in the entire maze hasn't heard the story of that mad dog?!

But most of the monsters didn't take it seriously, thinking that the mad dog had lost its mind.

With a personality like that, who the hell would want him?!

Moreover, they couldn't fathom that the silly dog ​​that was stirring up trouble throughout the entire maze was just a human's pet!

Absurd! Absolutely fucking absurd!

Either they've gone mad, or that mad dog has gone mad.

Nine times out of ten, that rabid dog was abandoned when it was a puppy, which caused it to become mentally unstable and keep fantasizing that another owner will come looking for it...

Doesn't this explanation make perfect sense?

Otherwise, how do you explain the origin of the mad dog's owner?

If a dog can be this ferocious, what must its owner be thinking?!

It's fake, it's definitely fake.

The greedy cat had thought so before, but the sudden change has forced it to start to doubt its authenticity.

If what that mad dog said is true, and its owner really comes looking for it, then we'll be in real trouble.

"No, we have to get out of here quickly with the cat's treasure!"

The greedy cat, realizing the danger approaching, quickly pulled out a large pink bag and began to rapidly fill it with the mountain of money and treasures piled up before it.

In its urgency, it began selectively choosing precious treasures, but its greedy, money-grubbing eyes were still blinded by the golden light before it, and its hands began to move uncontrollably, frantically scrambling for items:

"My drops! My drops! It's all my drops!"

At this moment, the greedy cat, blinded by greed, is unaware that danger is constantly approaching.

Above, the figure of the silly dog ​​with two henchmen has appeared.

.....

In a canyon filled with poisonous miasma, Barsef, the chosen one of the Romantic Kingdoms, who had lost an arm, was hiding in a narrow cave entrance, panting heavily.

Large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his pale face indicated that his condition was far from good.

In order to obtain useful information, Basef, using his disguise, infiltrated a monster's lair and happened to discover a human who was also disguised as a monster.

In his excitement, Basef chose to reveal his identity and communicate with the other party, obtaining a lot of information about the maze. However, he ignored the warning from Rule Seven.

Rule Seven: While exploring the maze, you may encounter some "fellow travelers," but do not easily trust them, and never reveal your identity.

As a result, Passev got tricked!

That fellow human actually stole a treasure from the monster's lair and used Basef as bait to distract the monster, successfully escaping.

At that moment, Bassef deeply understood the true meaning of Rule Seven.

In this labyrinthine space, in addition to being wary of those bizarre and terrifying monsters, you also have to be careful of threats from your own kind.

Having learned a harsh lesson from reality, Bassef decisively sacrificed an arm when facing a monster's pursuit.

Rule Five: There are many "living creatures" in the maze, and their thirst for flesh and blood is far more intense than you can imagine. In critical moments, you might be willing to sacrifice something to gain a chance to survive.

In the end, he successfully escaped from the monster's pursuit.

They fled in a panic into the canyon filled with poisonous miasma.

Feeling his control over his body slipping away, Basef knew he was doomed.

He has absorbed too much poisonous miasma; death is only a matter of time.

"I'm so unwilling to accept this..."

With a final, unwilling whisper, Bassev lay motionless with his eyes open.

Soon after Bassef's death, a figure suddenly appeared in the shadows and silently dragged away the corpse in front of him.