There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 484, "Holy crap! Cool!"

I slept soundly, a long-lost peace.

Although the Skull Dungeon is not exactly peaceful right now.

Players were howling and screaming in the skeleton dungeon not far from him, but none of this affected Xiao Yang.

A message popped up in the Gods game.

From Xiao Yang's little niece.

[Adorable dwarf girl!: Uncle Xiao Yang, I've made another good friend!]

The accompanying picture shows little girls making a peace sign in front of a fallen dragon.

The sound prompts in the Gods game have been turned off.

All of this did not disturb Xiao Yang's peaceful sleep.

In the dimly lit dungeon, a young man leaned quietly at the feet of the compassionate goddess.

………….

Players' large-scale clearing of corpse mushrooms thoroughly enraged these overpopulated giant mushrooms.

In the spacious sewer plaza.

A massive pile of wyvern skeletons.

This was an unexpected joy that Xiao Yang received while on a business trip through the heavens.

A two-legged wyvern with a slight dragon bloodline.

Dense, pale mycelium climbed up the pale skeleton, and soon, a huge white cocoon appeared in the area.

This is not a very good sign.

Li Jun, wielding a flaming straight sword, stormed into the area.

It must be said that the Fire of Joy is indeed a very versatile weapon. Its ever-burning flames are a complete dimensional reduction attack for most of the random monsters.

Gao Jun wanted to search for the other longsword in Xiao Yang's treasure vault.

If Xiao Yang knew that his work was so popular, he would be very pleased.

"Attack that mycelial cocoon first!"

Players continued to enter this area, and it wasn't that there weren't any clever ones.

The white cocoon has undergone new changes.

Like a real living thing, it began to rise and fall with each breath.

Various attacks rained down on the white cocoon.

Unfortunately, these attacks failed to prevent the birth of the mycelial dragon.

The pale, decaying dragon tore through the mycelium enveloping its body, unleashing a terrifying roar in the confined space.

Such a roar failed to scare the players.

A fierce fight broke out.

What was supposed to be a dungeon exploration has now been transformed into a multiplayer co-op battle against giant beasts.

The chaotic event reached its climax.

In the game "Ebb Tide," the statistics for battle results are not based on contribution, but on the final blow.

This means that as long as you participate in this chaotic battle, you might become one of the lucky ones.

The one who ultimately cuts down the ferocious mycelial dragon brain in front of them will undoubtedly become the well-deserved number one.

"Only the first place winner will be qualified to meet the great savior and receive a super reward that will keep you up at night for several nights."

This was a chaotic yet exhilarating battle.

It has to be said that the Goddess of Rest truly cares about these players.

………….

On the wasteland, the Salvation Army's makeshift camp advances forward.

A young soldier suddenly snapped out of his daze and jumped up.

"So close! I just couldn't dodge it!"

A poor soul who was just killed by a mycelium dragon.

I've used up all my attempts for today's event dungeon.

The final reward will probably be saying goodbye to him.

Somewhat annoyed.

However, it's much better than a few days ago.

You should know that after that tough and brutal defensive battle, this guy was in a daze for quite some time.

Until recently, I was tormented by those strange dungeon mushrooms.

"it's a pity!"

I'm still filled with regret.

A sharp horn sounded.

The sound of the bugle interrupted his regret.

"The enemy is coming!"

He grabbed a magical weapon from the side and rushed out of the tent. In the open space, a captain had already begun giving orders.

"Go, go defend there!"

He hurriedly climbed the low wooden wall, half-kneeling, and raised the magic-powered rifle in his hand.

The attackers were a group of bizarre-looking, beast-like humans.

Wielding crude weapons, they charged menacingly towards the Salvation Army camp.

"Kill these little guys!"

This is a group of evil minions that have just been thrown into the rotten land.

The wilderness of the Rotten Lands has never lacked enemies and dangers.

However, this opponent should not be too difficult to deal with.

"Only newcomers who haven't experienced the Salvation Army's power would press down so densely."

Faced with the charge, these soldiers, who had only fought one battle in their entirety but were already considered veterans, remained calm.

Get a little closer.

"Fire!"

A cold voice rang out.

A burst of eerie blue beams erupted, one salvo, two salvos, three salvos. By the time these bizarre, beast-like beings finally reacted, there were hardly any of them still standing.

They stopped charging and looked around with a bewildered expression.

It seems he has also experienced firsthand the dangers of the Rotten Wasteland.

Faced with the last few remaining enemies, the Salvation Army ceased firing and small squads were dispatched.

The ferocious warriors, brandishing their warhammers and howling like demons, launched a counter-charge against the beastmen.

These newcomers are quite popular.

"It doesn't have the same level of pollution as the local monsters, but it also lacks human rights."

Those big landowners are now desperately demanding labor.

A bewildered beastman, who had been lost for a long time, seemed to have finally recovered from his daze when facing the Salvation Army warriors in front of him. He opened his mouth as if to launch an attack.

An angry roar.

"A mere hairless monkey!"

Until a blood-stained warhammer fell.

He was hit on the head with a stick, knocking him to the ground.

"I am going to kill you!"

A ferocious roar.

Another blow came down with the hammer.

The person who did it was an expert; they controlled the force perfectly.

"Don't make me get up!"

"stop fighting!"

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Being confused doesn't hurt your brain.

On the low wooden ramparts of the city wall.

The battle was over. He put away the magic rifle and looked down at the desolate wilderness stretching as far as the eye could see.

He suddenly realized he was a bit of a jerk.

The previous battle left him somewhat disoriented, what's that called "PTSD? Post-traumatic stress disorder?" He was in a daze for quite a few days, and then he got quite better after being tortured in the event dungeon for several days.

And what's even more despicable is...

He suddenly realized today that he's actually gotten used to the game.

It's not just about making money and being extraordinary.

"I've just gotten used to this world."

scratching his head.

Meanwhile, the squad leader walked over and suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Buddy, you did a good job in the dungeon just now. I was right there when you got trampled to death!"

Suddenly, this sentence appeared, and his eyes widened.

In the captain's winking expression.

"Holy crap! You're a player too!"

To some extent, whether Xiao Yang admits it or not, whether he discovers it or not, he has already changed a lot of things.

Whether it's good or bad.