A Guide to Surviving the Mysterious Dungeon and the Twelve Talismans

However, even a ninth-order anomaly cannot enter the real world.

Humans, too, are unable to enter the eerie world.

Only the deceased have a very low probability of entering the supernatural world.

Because those who enter the eerie world are all dead humans.

The body he currently possesses is a soul body, a physical body formed from the condensation of the soul body.

Chapter 7 Emptying the Tenants' Wallets

For the supernatural, the flesh and blood of the dead is the most delicious food and the best source of power.

Humans who die are also classified into different levels.

Classes 0-99.

Humans who die start at level 0, with no special characteristics.

Once you clear the first dungeon, you will be upgraded to level 1, and then various special functions will be unlocked, while the soul power within your body will be awakened.

As for those special abilities, even the enigmatic snake woman was unaware of them.

Levels 1-9 correspond to the first tier of the bizarre system.

Levels 10-19 correspond to the second tier of the Weird System.

And so on.

Levels 90-99 are equivalent to the ninth-tier bizarre entity.

As for how the dead humans level up, it's even simpler: clear a dungeon and you'll level up by one.

There are no bottlenecks or obstacles; you can level up directly by clearing the dungeon.

The snake woman also mentioned that she had heard of some players leveling up several times by clearing a single dungeon, but she didn't quite understand it.

"I'm only level 0 at the start. It seems I need to clear the dungeon as soon as possible to level up to level 1."

There are three missions in total, the easiest being surviving for five days.

Killing a serial killer is the hardest thing.

With Zhou An's current strength, he definitely can't kill him, so he can only stay in the middle and find out the killer's identity.

Zhou An already had a plan in mind to quickly find out the killer's identity, provided that those strange beings couldn't attack him.

The snake woman had also told him that the supernatural beings were indeed not allowed to harm humans, even if they entered their rooms, unless it was past midnight.

However, Zhou An is a zookeeper, so even after midnight, he will not be attacked by strange creatures in the corridor.

Unless you're incredibly reckless and go into those eerie rooms after midnight.

Zhou An turned his head and glanced at the time; it was already eleven o'clock.

With an hour left before feeding time, I quickly got to work.

Zhou An immediately took the elevator to the first floor.

Zhou An stood in front of room 101 and began to knock.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was no sound from inside the house.

"Hello, do you need room service?" Zhou An knocked on the door again and stated his purpose.

The next moment, the door was pushed open, and a headless, eerie figure stood in the doorway.

"Human? You want to help me clean my room?" The headless ghost's slightly low voice rang out.

Zhou An looked down at the headless monster's body.

The headless monster's two dots transformed into eyes, its belly eye became a large mouth, and it had no nose.

Good grief, you're trying to emulate Xing Tian, ​​aren't you?

"Yes, ten yuan will do," Zhou An said with a faint smile.

"Alright, come in." The headless monster grinned, seemingly pleased that this human was courting death.

"Pay first, thank you!" Zhou An said with a smile.

However, at that moment, the door to room 102 next door opened, and the old man came out.

"You bastard, are you really asking for death? You actually volunteered to help the weirdo clean his room?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you really have a long life to live. Well, this is good too, it also helps me get revenge, hahaha..." The old man laughed a few times and went back to his room.

Seeing this, Zhou An curled his lip, ignored the old man, grabbed the headless ghost's ten-yuan note, and went inside.

Upon entering the house, the headless ghost closed the door.

"Hehehe... You have to help me within an hour..."

Before the headless man could finish his cryptic tale, Zhou An interrupted him, saying, "Stop chuckling like that. Do you want to grow a head?"

The headless ghost froze on the spot: "What did you say?"

“You’re sick, you need treatment, and I can help you with that,” Zhou An said in a deep voice.

Fifteen minutes later, Zhou An left room 101 with two hundred soul coins and two small props.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou An knocked on the door of room 103.

This time, it was a long-necked monster, but there was nothing about it that needed treatment.

However, Zhou An received 600 yuan for an arm, which cost 200 yuan, plus a small prop.

It was a truly 'small' prop, not that Zhou An didn't want to empty their pockets.

Instead, some props are too large or inconvenient to carry, while smaller props are easier to obtain.

He doesn't have the space to equip items right now, so carrying too many things would be counterproductive. Small items are much more cost-effective.

Next was room 104. Unfortunately, after knocking on room 104 for a long time, and even chopping off a finger and stuffing it under the door, there was no response. So it was highly likely that no one was inside.

That's true. The apartment manager had mentioned before that the occupancy rate was only around 50%.

Zhou An decided to use his own hands and body to empty all the tenants' pockets.

Then came room 105, room 106...

At 11:53, Zhou An walked out of room 110.

There are ten rooms, and apart from that old man, there are only five tenants, all of whom are poor.

The one with the most money was the long-haired ghost, who had six hundred yuan.

He only had one item, a hundred yuan on him, and a prop that Zhou An didn't even want.

In the end, Zhou An pinched his nose, chopped off half of his own arm, and took the hundred yuan with him.

"I need to go feed them," Zhou Anke remembered.

A short while later, Zhou An took the elevator to the tenth floor, and then went through the stairwell to the roof.

It was noon, but the sky was still incredibly dark, as if sunlight didn't exist in the world.

This time, Zhou An did not go to the feed warehouse, but went directly to the iron cage.

At this moment, it was still pitch black inside the iron cage, and the feed bag that Zhou An had put in that morning had disappeared.

The creature locked inside this iron cage must also be strange, but it should be something like a pet.

Since it's a monster, it must also like to eat fresh flesh and blood.

However, he hadn't forgotten that the care manual said that if he pleased Him, He would give him a private collection.

Zhou An drew his murder knife from his waist, swung it and severed his own arm, then threw it into the iron cage.

He threw it close to the edge, mainly because he wanted to see what was inside the iron cage.

Almost the instant the severed hand was thrown into the iron cage, a dark shadow darted out from the depths of the cage, then opened its mouth and bit the severed hand, tearing at it frantically.

When Zhou An saw the dark figure clearly, his pupils contracted sharply.

A black mongrel puppy was seen lying on the severed arm, frantically tearing at it.

Even though they are just cubs, they can tear off a piece of flesh with a single bite.

In just over a minute, the dog had eaten his entire arm clean.

"Woof woof woof~~!" The puppy looked up at Zhou An, a smile on its face, its little tail wagging incessantly, clearly very happy.

"Are you full? Do you want some more?" Zhou An asked with a smile.

Although he didn't know why Uncle Fu was so afraid of this little mongrel, he couldn't be bothered to care.

"Woof woof woof!" The puppy nodded repeatedly.

Upon seeing this, Zhou An did not hesitate to cut off the left arm that had grown back, and then threw it into the iron cage.

"Awooo!" Upon seeing this, the puppy opened its tiny, blood-red mouth and took a deep breath.

The severed arm shrank rapidly and then went directly into the puppy's mouth.

Chapter 8 The Little Mongrel, Terrifyingly Terrifying

"Crunch, crunch~~" came the sound of chewing from the little mongrel's mouth.

At this moment, the little dog's tail wagged even faster, like a tiny electric motor.

Her little face was full of enjoyment.

Then came the third arm, the fourth arm...

Zhou An had no idea how many times he had cut off his own arm.

This little mongrel seemed to have an insatiable appetite, able to eat as much or as little as it wanted.

"I'm so tired." Zhou An plopped down on the ground and stopped chopping.

His right hand was sore and swollen, but it wasn't a big problem. The horse talisman directly relieved his fatigue, and he recovered instantly.