You promised to wreak havoc on the dungeon, but instead you've got Dragon Slime!

Claudia blinked.

What other killer moves are you holding back?

Ron did not answer her.

He walked to the console and opened "Sand Dungeon: Ecological Simulator".

A notification popped up.

[Ding—Should we release the rare "Bone Tide Surge" mechanism in the sand dunes?]

[Warning: This mechanism will increase the rate at which dungeon resources are consumed by 200%, but it will significantly improve dungeon challenge scores, popularity ratings, and adventurers' willingness to participate in trials.]

[Note: When this mechanism is triggered, monsters within the dungeon will have independent ecological behavior chains, and some monsters will actively activate the "reverse level progression" ability.]

Ron pressed "Yes".

The next second, the ground began to bulge in the bone mound area at the edge of the Sand Abyss instance.

It was as if dozens of enormous monsters were charging back and forth underground.

Three minutes later, a bone dragon emerged from beneath the sand dune.

It is not a dragon in the traditional sense.

It is a sand dune-type bone dragon.

It consists of only half a skeleton, with the latter half being an adjustable rotating chain made entirely of bone pieces.

The bone dragon bit through an outpost and then turned to crawl toward the center of the dungeon.

Claudia slammed her hand on the side of the control panel.

"Holy crap, you deployed biological weapons?"

Ron didn't say anything, but simply clicked on another parameter of the system.

[Ding—You have triggered the "Dungeon Guardian" mechanism]

[The main character's consciousness "Bubble" is now available in the dungeon]

[Bubble Permission Acquisition: AI Automatic Scheduling, Monster Autonomous Judgment, Ecological Anomaly Assignment]

[Bubble's comment: Hehehe, this bone dragon looks really fun.]

Ron smiled.

"Bubble says it likes it."

Claudia was speechless.

"You're being so frivolous."

"There's no other way. They're here to review it, so I'm just giving them a 'proper copy' feel to it."

……

Two days later.

The envoy Marseille's entourage passed through the capital.

He wore a black and gold soft armor, with a scarlet jury cloak over it, and three badges hanging on his chest.

Each one is a symbol representing "legal authority, enforcement, and punishment" in the world of dungeons.

There are very few people in the entire capital who can wear all three badges at the same time.

The charterer, Su Weili, who followed him, was thin and bony, holding a copy of the law book in his hands, which he did not let go of even when riding a horse.

The other arbitrator, Card, simply had a "I'm not talking, I'm just watching" look on his face.

These three are all truly ruthless.

In the past, some dungeon designers tried to outsmart them, but the dungeon was banned the next day, the system automatically took over, and the lord was sentenced to "permanent permission freeze".

So they rushed here without anyone daring to stop them.

But once you enter the Black Language Cave area, things change.

Before they even reached the main entrance of the instance, a cloud of bones floated down from the sky.

It was a bone-winged monster that was raining down bones as it flew.

A little weird.

When Kade looked up, his expression changed.

“There is a copy of AI conducting area-level suppression flights in the air.”

Suweili lifted the copy of the law book and read a couple of lines softly.

"The instance's level is undetermined, but the AI ​​already has control over the main area... This indicates that the instance's AI level has at least reached the 'intermediate personality' level."

Marseille squinted.

"Ron... how did you manage to make this dungeon like this?"

"We're here to review the copies."

"It wasn't that the copy was reviewed first."

……

at the same time.

Ron has already prepared the welcoming ceremony.

He specially arranged three chairs on the high platform in the instance, all made of flame material.

The kind that burns your butt.

They even specially arranged for a bubble to float beside it, displaying: "Friendly welcome to the three distinguished guests to supervise the progress of the dungeon!"

Bubble also thoughtfully prepared a "dungeon welcome package" for the three of them.

What's inside?

An explosion-proof umbrella, a pack of flame-retardant stickers, and three pairs of custom-made insoles made of Thunder Bone Lizard skin.

Claudia stood to the side, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

"Are you welcoming people or humiliating them?"

"I call this high-temperature reception."

"They won't blow it up if they come in?"

"They won't bomb it; they'll follow procedure."

What if they really resort to force?

"Don't worry, if they dare to use force, Bubble will give them a whole 'dungeon ecosystem simulation demonstration'."

"So you're letting them experience being a monster?"

"No, it's to let the monsters experience what they're made of."

"..."

Chapter 136

Marseille and his group have arrived.

The three stood in front of the main entrance of the dungeon, looking at the welcoming projection, and remained silent for a long time.

Marseille finally managed to squeeze out one last sentence:

"Prepare to review the records."

Ron stood on the steps, grinning like a landlord.

"Welcome, three distinguished guests, to experience our Black Language Grottoes'...Abyss Special Reception Process."

Marseille sat down.

The moment his buttocks touched the "flame chair," his whole body trembled slightly.

He didn't cry out in pain, nor did he jump up.

But when I glanced at the material label on the chair, which read "Bone Flame Melting Grade," my head throbbed for a second.

"This is... a standard reception chair in your Black Language Cave?"

Ron nodded seriously.

"Yes, so that the review team can feel the 'warmth' of the copy as soon as possible."

Marseille's lips twitched.

"They were very enthusiastic."

Charterist Suweili, standing to the side, didn't sit down but stood on the edge of the platform, reading from a copy of the law book while taking notes.

Kade remained silent, only staring up at the bone dragons and sand snake patrols flying back and forth in mid-air, his brows furrowed so deeply they could crush a cuckoo bird.

The three of them sat down, and the instance system also popped up a projection of the review mode.

[Ding—Entering "External Dungeon Monitoring Mode"]

[System notification: External monitor privileges are in effect; administrator privileges have been downgraded to "observation mode"]

Ron shrugged.

"I won't stop you three from doing whatever you want. You can have the dungeon for six hours."

Marseille glanced at him.

"Don't worry, we'll just watch, we won't do anything."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at the control panel.

"Activate the core graph of the instance."

The projection screen unfolds.

All the data from the Sand Abyss and Black Whisper areas were uploaded, including monster distribution, resource consumption, behavior paths, death records, monster settlement generation progress, etc., filling the entire screen.