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

"Wasn't that thing left behind by the previous dynasty's dungeon designer? Nobody's been inside it for ages."

"I need to go get something."

"What's so special that you'd personally come all the way here?"

Ron tossed the letter to him.

Viser glanced at it, and his heart skipped a beat.

—The core location for the miniature garden: deep within the ruins of Misty Lake.

—Estimated risk level: S

Current status: Active

"...Are you planning to preemptively seize the enemy's prepared supplies?"

"Correct."

"are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy, this dungeon is crazy."

Ron stood up and pointed to the map on the high platform.

"If we don't act now, and that bastard Bakus plants the Divine Core into my instance, it will be too late for you to fight back, no matter who you're fighting."

Viser remained silent.

A few seconds later, he spoke.

"Okay, I'll bring my men."

"But this time I'm choosing people."

"what ever."

"I want someone who isn't afraid of death."

"Take whoever you like with you."

……

Half a day later, a five-person exploration team assembled.

Viser led the team.

Besides him, the team also included Jill and Belin, as well as two new faces.

One of them is named Selena, who is skilled at deciphering ancient traps.

Another one, named Marty, is an acquaintance of Claudia and can concoct simple purification potions.

The five of them left quickly and decisively.

Before leaving, Ron left only one sentence.

"Whoever sees any remnants of the 'Source of Consensus' on this trip should not touch them immediately."

"Let me do it."

Viser nodded.

"Is that stuff poisonous?"

"More poisonous than divinity."

……

The Misty Lake Ruins are located on the northernmost edge of the map.

The surface was a dried-up lake, its bottom cracked like dried snakeskin.

But the things below do not die.

A large crack in the center of the lake leads to the ruins of an underground city designed in the previous dynasty.

It is said that a design fanatic named "Karas" once tested a "personality projection copy fusion engine" here.

The attempt failed.

All three instances were destroyed on the spot.

After that, the area was marked as a "lockdown zone".

Nobody dared to go in.

The Vissel team was the first team to return to this location.

The air changed as soon as you entered the ruins.

Cold, damp, oppressive.

It felt like someone had stuffed them into a metal can, ready to heat them up at any moment.

Chapter 137

"Frame rate drops have started in the foreground."

Marty said in a low voice.

He wasn't talking about games; he was talking about reality.

The instance's vision flickered, somewhat like a precursor to divine corruption.

"Activate the purification array."

Marty planted a short staff in the ground, and purple light rose up, forming a purifying field that covered the surrounding area.

After walking a few steps, text suddenly lit up on the wall of the passage ahead.

It is not modern language.

It is a variant of the language of the previous dynasty, a script model created by the Karas school.

Belin whispered the translation:

"Would you like to become part of the copy?"

Are you willing to abandon your freedom, abandon your human identity, and become the core of the system?

Viser frowned.

"Is this the temptation the dungeon is offering you?"

Belin nodded.

"That's right, it's similar to divine whispers, but this thing is just a projection sentence written by the designer."

"Don't read it out loud, it will trigger the dungeon."

They went around the wall.

Upon reaching the core area of ​​the ruins, there is a collapsed replica core device right in the center.

In the center of the device, a gray stone sphere the size of a fist floats.

The stone sphere was covered with a layer of broken code rings.

Ron said that back then.

"Don't touch it if you see it."

Viser dared not move.

"What is this source?"

“No,” Belin said. “This is not the source, but a node of consciousness that is part of the source of consensus.”

Simply put, it is the source's 'memory pack'.

"If you touch it, it will take you to see the past and future lives of the source."

"Are you sure you want to see it?"

Viser hesitated for a moment.

Then nodded.

"Look."

Marty pulled out the instance marker anchor point to ensure he could teleport away at any time.

Belin activated the safety bracelet.

The stone ball began to vibrate.

……

The next second, Viser's consciousness was pulled into a stream of light.

Not an illusion.

It's an afterimage, data, something that happened in the past.

He saw a man standing on a platform in the instance, cursing and banging on the console.

"Why does this damn system keep crashing? All I want to do is add a dance animation to the monsters, why can't I get it approved?!"

"Why can't the AI ​​in dungeons have some feelings?"

"I designed it not to be a slave!"

A little girl was standing next to the man.

It is a basic template for copy AI.

"What's your name?" the man asked her.

"I...have no name."

The man frowned.

"From now on, you'll be called Bubble."

The flow of light was suddenly interrupted.