I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 241, page 1.17, 18: A Night of Madness
A loud bang rang out, and Dao Lin slammed the door shut. Leaning against the door, he felt the intense knocking, his thin lips slightly pursed and his delicate brows furrowed.

With his icy blue eyes scanning the surroundings warily, Dao Lin breathed a sigh of relief only after confirming that there was nothing unusual. "This place really tests my physical strength."

No matter which way he went, he couldn't get out. If it were just an ordinary maze, it would be fine, but the scenery kept changing no matter which way he went.

Opening and closing the door again reveals two different views; there's absolutely no pattern to it, so there's no way to deduce the correct path.

Since he entered in an instant, he didn't know how big the building looked from the outside. He only deduced from the fact that he didn't see any stairs that there was only one floor and no second floor.

So far, he has seen a total of 18 different types of rooms, none of which are the same, and even the bedrooms are all completely different. Based on the room sizes and doors he has seen, he can roughly draw an incomplete floor plan in his mind.

It's not complete because, based on the floor plan in my mind, it seems like there are two or three rooms missing.

Unfortunately, when he opened the door, he saw a rabbit holding a blood-stained axe, and he had no choice but to flee.

It wasn't that he was cowardly, but he didn't want to make pointless sacrifices. He didn't think he could win anyway, and even if he could, he didn't want to risk himself in this unknown place. If there were any hidden dangers, he would definitely suffer a terrible fate.

Therefore, if you encounter danger, you should run away immediately. There are plenty of rooms here, so you might just escape while running.

As the sound of the door behind him gradually subsided, Dao Lin took a few steps forward.

This is a room that resembles an exhibition hall, with black and white silent films projected on the walls.

Hearing soft sobs, Dao Lin stopped in his tracks and instead of going out, chose to stand behind the display stand and listen quietly.

Seemingly infected by the sadness, Dao Lin lowered his eyes and looked down at his toes, his hands involuntarily clenching into fists.

In the end, everything turned into a sigh. He had no memories, not even a past he wanted to recall. It was as if he had appeared in this world out of thin air, and sooner or later he would disappear without a trace, forgotten by everyone.

"What a tragic future..." Dao Lin murmured. That's why he wanted to survive. If he had no memories, he would use these eyes to recreate them. That's what he thought.

I'd say I'm a fairly optimistic person.

"Daolin, what are you doing here?" Mu Yegui had somehow gotten up and was now perched on display case number 17 next to Daolin, her cool silver eyes fixed on him as she asked softly.

Dao Lin was startled by the sudden sound, but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mu Yegui.

"You scared me. If it were Shui Qi, I might have drawn my gun right away," Dao Lin said softly, rubbing his forehead.

"Ok?"

"Because that's Shui Qi, and I absolutely cannot trust that person. In daily life, it's fine, but in dungeons, I have to be constantly on guard against him suddenly turning against me." However, taking action would mean that his pretense of joining the Conqueror's Association would be exposed, so he has been restraining himself from attacking Shui Qi.

Dao Lin frowned slightly and said, "So far, the Strategist Association hasn't made any big moves. They're just like any other player group, focusing on conquering the Strategist Dungeon. But they might be wary of me and haven't shown it in front of me."

However, the most likely reason is that the president of the Strategist Association is trapped in a dungeon and unable to get out, preventing him from making many decisions. Shui Qi doesn't seem to have a good relationship with the president of the Strategist Association, and given his cautious nature, he definitely won't act at this time; he'll observe for a while longer. As he spoke, he looked up and saw Ling Tong standing behind Mu Yegui, but because her back was turned, he couldn't see her face clearly.

“Ling Tong?” Dao Lin asked uncertainly.

"Daolin knows Tong so?" Mu Yegui's mouth opened slightly, seemingly surprised.

"We went through the newbie dungeon together, so we got to know each other pretty well. I was starving back then, and he gave me a bag of jerky." Dao Lin's lips twitched slightly as he spoke.

When he woke up, his mind was blank. He was then thrown into a dungeon, his stomach completely empty, without even a morsel of food. So, he just weakly fainted from hunger.

Mu Yegui was slightly taken aback, then turned to look at Ling Tong, reached out and tugged at his sleeve, and said, "I want some jerky too."

Ling Tong remained silent for a long time before replying, "I'll make it for you next time."

Dao Lin looked at Ling Tong's back with a strange expression, not understanding why this person didn't turn around.

Suddenly the ground began to shake violently.

He instinctively grabbed the display case next to him to steady himself and turned to look around.

Something fell from the ceiling, grazed Daolin, and landed on the ground.

With a slight rustle of white hair, Dao Lin subconsciously glanced at the huge cement block that had just landed at his feet, almost hitting him. His expression showed little surprise or panic, as if he had long been accustomed to such scenes.

Luck and misfortune are relative. For example, although he is never hit by danger, danger is always with him. In this sense, he can't even distinguish between what is lucky and what is unlucky.

He should be considered lucky, since dangers have been happening around him but he has never been affected. But if he is truly lucky, why do dangers keep happening around him, and why are they so frequent and close?

"Sometimes I feel like I'm cursed, that danger happens wherever I go, even though I haven't done anything wrong." This luck is a burden to him, and he would prefer to refuse it if he could.

Mu Yegui looked down at the contents of the black book in his hand, then put it away, grabbed one of their wrists with each hand, and ran in a certain direction.

"Isn't that a wall over there?" Dao Lin asked, but he didn't stop running and kept following Mu Ye Gui, as if he had absolute trust in her.

Lifting her bare little feet, Mu Yegui kicked the wall.

Amidst the smoke and dust, the wall was kicked down by Mu Yegui.

Dao Lin: "..." He was so sweet to think it would be a hidden door. As expected, only Mu Yegui would escape in such a hardcore way. This is not how you play in a maze.

“I looked at the map. Although the rooms keep changing, the house itself doesn’t move, so breaking down the wall to leave is the best way,” Mu Yegui said slowly, glancing back at the ruins behind him.

(End of this chapter)