A Guide to Surviving the Mysterious Dungeon and the Twelve Talismans

Inside the mine, there are quite a few strange miners digging for ore.

Moreover, the mine is interconnected, with a main road and branch mines that can be seen from time to time on both sides.

"Hey, hey, handsome guy, handsome guy." A voice called out from behind.

Upon hearing this, Zhou An turned to look behind him.

A woman in her early twenties jogged over.

"What is it?" Zhou An looked at the man.

“Handsome, you’re also from the Bureau of Ghostly Affairs, right? I think I’ve seen you at the Bureau of Ghostly Affairs in the capital.” The woman quickly said.

"Are you from the Bureau of Strange Tales in the Capital?" Zhou An looked the woman up and down.

He was certain that he had never met this woman before, but since she could say that she had seen him at the Bureau of Strange Tales in the capital, he guessed that she had seen him from a distance sometime during that time.

"Yes, I'm a player from headquarters. It just so happens that there are quite a few new players among the players this time."

“It might be difficult for them to dig out ten catties of ore a day. You’re also from the Bureau of Strange Events, so dig out more and see who needs more,” the woman said.

Zhou An frowned: "Since the task requires ten jin a day, it means that even an ordinary person can dig up ten jin."

"There won't be any death-inducing quests in the dungeon. You can help them, but don't drag me into it."

As soon as Zhou An finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"You're so cold-blooded! You're from the Bureau of Ghostly Affairs, why aren't you helping?"

"Besides, those new players are all girls. Do you expect girls to mine ten kilograms of ore a day?" Zhao Yi's face was full of disdain.

"Exactly, how can we girls go mining?"

"You're a guy, and you're an official, why aren't you helping us?"

"That's right, the other three people from the Bureau of Mysteries are all willing to help us."

Four or five ordinary girls walked over, their gazes towards Zhou An filled with disdain and contempt.

Zhou An looked them over and immediately smiled, pointing to the people already mining in the distance: "There are a few new male students over there too, why didn't I see you go help them?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi quickly replied, "Those men can mine the minerals themselves."

"Exactly, these men look like they do manual labor, they'll definitely be able to dig enough."

"Look at them, all dark-skinned, they must be strong, how can we compare?"

Several girls chimed in, talking all at once.

Upon hearing these words, Zhou An was so angry he laughed: "What? You've taken boxing to the supernatural world?"

"If you want to play the saint, and you bring both boys and girls with you, I'll look at you with more respect."

"But you only help girls, I suspect there's something wrong with your head."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi's face turned crimson at a visible speed.

"Hey, how dare you talk like that? The Bureau of Ghost Stories doesn't help ordinary people, so what are you doing joining the official organization?" A tall, burly man walked over with seven or eight girls.

This person is one of only three fourth-tier players out of the entire group of fifty.

"Exactly, a grown man, and an official at that, talking to us like that."

"That shrimp-headed guy is really shameless."

"He has such a handsome face, but I never expected him to be a shrimp-headed guy."

"Brother Wang, beat him up and show him what you're capable of."

"Brother Wang is a Tier 4 player, with a level of 45."

"Give him a beating, then make him mine for us 24 hours a day."

The women started talking all at once, offering their opinions and criticisms, all of which were aimed at belittling and condemning Zhou An.

Further back, some veteran players saw this scene and sneered, but they didn't continue walking. Instead, they watched the spectacle from behind.

They dared not provoke Wang Han, who was at level 45, let alone the fact that he seemed to be the deputy director of a branch of the Bureau of Mysteries.

"A bunch of idiots!" Zhou An sneered, then turned and continued walking into the mine.

"You still dare to curse me? Did I say you could leave?" Wang Han said coldly, then flashed in front of Zhou An and blocked his way.

"Get out of the way," Zhou An said coldly.

"Which department are you from? After we leave this instance, believe me, I'll make sure you can't stay here any longer," Wang Han said coldly to Zhou An.

"Wow, this is going to be a big show, wow..."

"Go ahead and fight! Fighting isn't prohibited in the mine!" Just then, two strange figures emerged from a nearby mine shaft.

They were covered in dust, clearly having just finished work and were preparing to leave.

"I'll say it again, get out of here," Zhou An said calmly.

As for those two strange things, Zhou An couldn't be bothered with them.

"Kid, you're only at the third level, how dare you talk to me like that?" Wang Han placed a large hand on Zhou An's shoulder.

Tang Ming did not mention the rules inside the mine, nor did he say whether fighting was allowed inside.

However, considering that those strange creatures didn't attack them, there's a high probability that this condition exists.

Zhou An's expression turned cold, and he slapped Wang Han across the cheek.

The immense force sent Wang Han spinning and flying through the air.

"Ugh!" Wang Han landed heavily, letting out a muffled groan.

However, Wang Han quickly stood up, his face extremely angry.

His cheeks were already red and swollen, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"You dare to lay a hand on me?" Wang Han roared, his body radiating a terrifying aura.

The two third-tier monsters looked at Wang Han with some fear upon seeing this scene.

They hadn't expected that Wang Han was actually a fourth-order human.

However, he quickly remembered something and looked at Zhou An with schadenfreude.

"Oh ho ho, they've made a move. This human has actually started."

"Haha, that's right. If we take action once, the output will double within ten days. If we take action again, it will double again on that basis."

Two eerie figures stood to the side, watching them with grins.

Zhou An raised an eyebrow as a notification sound rang in his ear.

[Violating the rules by attacking another person and causing minor injuries counts as one instance of assault. For ten days, the daily production requirement will increase by ten jin, currently at 20 jin per day.]

"Shut up, you've been babbling on since the beginning. Do you want to die?" Zhou An turned to look at the two strange figures, his eyes chillingly cold.

However, a tall, thin, and eerie figure didn't seem to care at all: "What? You still want to make a move? Then go ahead and do it."

"Minor injuries double, serious injuries triple, near-death experiences five times, and if you kill me, it's ten times the penalty."

"Ten times? Fine." Zhou An sneered and raised his hand to unleash a fireball.

A loud "BOOM!"

A violent shockwave erupted directly inside the mine.

The powerful shockwave blew all the players and ordinary players around them away.

The entire mine seemed to tremble.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the tall, thin, and eerie figure was already dead beyond any doubt.

The strange creature beside him had already been thrown more than ten meters away.

"You...you're insane! You dare kill someone in the mine? You're dead! You'll have to dig out a hundred pounds every day!" the eerie creature shouted.

Wang Han had already retreated immediately, staring intently at Zhou An.

The power of that attack just now made him feel uneasy; if he had faced it, he would have surely died.

"Ah~~!"

"Ouch, it hurts so much!"

"It's bleeding! My hand is bleeding! Waaaaaah!"

"Damn it, shrimp-headed man, how dare you attack us."

"Sisters, he's dead meat. He's attacking us. Production has doubled."

"Yes, that shrimp-headed guy is dead meat."

Seven or eight girls who were standing a little closer immediately started sobbing and then started cursing at Zhou An.

[Violating the rules by attacking another person and causing their death counts as one offense. For ten days, the daily production requirement will increase by 100 jin, currently at 120 jin.]

[Violating the rules by attacking seven people and causing minor injuries will be counted as seven acts of violence. Within ten days, the daily production requirement will increase by 70 jin, and the current daily production requirement is 190 jin.]

Zhou An said coldly, "You are right. My daily production requirement has now reached 190 jin."

"So, if any of you dare to talk nonsense, I'll kill you all."

As Zhou An finished speaking, his sharp gaze swept over the people around him.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately avoided looking Zhou An in the eye.

Even the eerie, previously shouting voice now seemed to have its heart squeezed.

"One hundred and ninety catties, you're definitely dead. Even with my third-tier strength, I can only dig up a little over thirty catties a day." After saying that, the strange creature didn't dare to linger and ran away in a flash.

"You dare kill us?" One of the girls seemed to feel humiliated and immediately screamed.

Zhou An glanced at him coldly, and without any hesitation, grabbed a pebble and threw it at the man.

A sharp whooshing sound rang out, heading straight for Ji Mei's head.

Upon seeing this, Wang Han, who possessed the strength of a fourth-tier cultivator, had his pupils contract sharply, and almost instinctively reached out to intercept the pebble.

However, he seemed to have underestimated Zhou An's strength.

The pebble pierced through Wang Han's palm and, undeterred, went straight for Ji Mei's head.