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

"Don't touch it!"

Bigfoot Gluck screamed:

"Hey! Don't touch it! You'll die if you do!"

The sound was sharp and piercing.

Carolina froze!

She stared wide-eyed at the tombstone, then at the extremely nervous Bigfoot goblin, and a few seconds later, she suddenly burst out laughing.

"Ha! I get it!"

A look of sudden realization flashed in her eyes:

"Learn from the past! Adventurers were terribly fooled by the previous 'must touch the tombstone' trick. This time, seeing a tombstone and hearing you, this 'suspicious goblin,' shouting 'Don't touch it or you'll die'? They'll definitely think: 'Hmph! Trying to trick me again? I'll touch it anyway this time!' And then..."

She collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Ron nodded in satisfaction: "That's pretty much the original design idea."

At this point, the four girls' gazes toward Ron completely changed from curiosity to admiration.

It's not about worshipping power, but about being sincerely impressed by this kind of "wicked" wisdom that deeply understands human nature and sets up elaborate schemes.

This grotto truly understands the mind of adventurers to the extreme!

However, to put it another way, you could say that this dungeon is absolutely disgusting.

Chapter 74 The Surprised Crowd

Meanwhile, in the conference hall of the Volcano official's residence, the atmosphere had completely reversed.

"Count Bacchus".

Duke Cedric leaned back lazily in his high-backed chair, his long, slender fingers tapping lightly on the carved armrests, a triumphant smile on his face that made Bakus's eyelids twitch.

"It seems the results of this 'verification' are going to deviate from your expectations, which is... a little disappointing."

Count Bacchus's face had long since turned from ashen to liver-colored. He stared intently at the five people moving easily through the light screen, his teeth grinding together so hard he almost crushed the silver cup in his hand.

"Hmph! What's there to be so smug about!"

He forced the words out through clenched teeth, his voice trembling with suppressed anger:

"How long have we been inside the Black Language Cave? There are dangers ahead! Whether there was any cheating or not, we'll see!"

He took a big gulp of the cold liquor, trying to quell the anxiety in his heart.

Cedric simply gave a noncommittal smile and didn't reply.

Bacchus is right; the suspense remains to be seen.

But the ease in his eyes already indicated that the outcome was in sight.

However, the atmosphere in front of the small magic circle at the Adventurers' Guild in Emerald Town was quite the opposite.

Viser clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his heavy breathing was clearly audible in the quiet room.

Sweat trickled down his forehead, slowly sliding down his taut temples.

Every seemingly "reasonable" revelation seemed to tighten the noose around the necks of these "cheaters."

Mills' expression also turned serious. He lowered his voice, as if trying to encourage himself:

"No matter how ingenious the designs are, they are just 'clever ideas.' The true power of the resurrection stone and the ring lies in 'rule distortion'... The biggest cheat must be hidden in the more dangerous area behind!"

The usually silent, aloof and icy woman, Belin, nodded without a sound. The last glimmer of steady light in her icy blue eyes had not yet been extinguished.

The real test—or rather, their only "hope"—will inevitably unfold in the depths.

……

The three "Gift Goblins" were reduced to ashes one after another by the precise attacks of Carolina, Elisa, and Lilith.

Each kill brought with it an exhilarating surge of energy, and the three of them were noticeably stronger.

Strength, agility, and perception have all been substantially doubled!

These enhanced powers are like brand-new weapons, which are easy to wield.

The remaining ordinary goblins were completely wiped out before they could even put up a decent resistance under the three's swift and decisive attack.

Deep within the passage, a massive giant wolf spider silently descended from the top, but it could not escape the enhanced perception.

Elisa steadied herself with her giant shield, and Claudia's fireball followed closely behind, blasting her away.

The sticky spiderwebs that should have been sprayed by the spiders were instead being spewed out from the mouths of several lizards with strange blue lightning patterns on their backs.

"Drink the rubber potion! And get lightning resistance!"

Ron's voice was clear and timely.

Several flashes of medicinal light appeared.

With double potion protection and the Bigfoot Goblin yelling, "Left! That 'stone' is moving!" the Thunder Lizards' lightning breath and spider web bindings became futile.

Even the Spore Thunder Lizard, disguised as a rock and attempting a deadly sneak attack, was easily spotted and killed by Lilith's gleaming dagger.

With things progressing so easily and effortlessly, Lilith's last lingering doubts about "cheating" vanished.

This grotto is bizarre, but its power stems from a purely, almost artistic, insidious design, rather than from “cheating” outside the rules.

If there's anything to regret, it's that the difficulty level seems...too low?

Ahead lay an area composed of countless thick, black vines, with faint electric snakes darting among them.

"Watch!"

Bigfoot the goblin hopped and skipped, pointing at the vines:

"Those thinner, slower-moving ones—Neutral Black Vines! Just ignore them! And those that crackle and flash—Lightning Black Vines! After drinking that shiny potion, they're just tickling you!"

Sure enough, following the "guide's" instructions, the group strolled through the seemingly dangerous vine maze with ease.

The air in the new area suddenly became murky and viscous, carrying a strange smell of sulfur and humus.

"Fel bat territory!"

Ron took two bottles of viscous liquid from his pouch:

"Fel resistance... and, just in case, let's also add some paralysis resistance."

After he finished speaking, he drank it first.

The girls trusted his judgment and immediately did as he said.

The moment the potion rolled down his throat, swarms of bats, radiating a dark green fel energy aura, surged out of the gaps in the dome like a black tide!

They let out a teeth-grinding screech and charged straight at the five people!

Boom! Whoosh! Clang!

Magical fireballs exploded, scattering patches of green mist; arrows pierced bat wings; warhammers swung, whipping up gusts of wind; daggers flashed with eerie green light.

The fel bats fell like harvested wheat.

however!

Just as one of the larger bats was smashed to pieces by Alyssa's warhammer—

"what?"

Claudia, with her sharp eyes, spotted a grayish-green thing popping out from the bat's ruptured flesh!

"careful!"

Ron warned him, but it was too late.

The object landed precisely in front of the girls with a soft "poof" sound, then suddenly expanded—

Bang!

The grayish-green paralyzing spore powder exploded like a smoke bomb, spreading instantly and sticking to everyone's armor, robes, and even hair!

But... the expected stiffness in the limbs did not occur.

The paralysis resistance medication taken earlier built a strong dam in the body, successfully resisting this insidious second attack.

Claudia wiped the sticky powder off her cheeks, glancing at Ron with lingering fear:

"My God! A mushroom inside a bat? Ron, how did you come up with such a trap? This is...this is so unexpected!"

Her tone was a mixture of lingering fear and subtle admiration.

Ron simply shrugged mysteriously:

"Hehe, it's a trade secret, an exclusive formula."

Claudia couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.

As she traveled with the young designer, her initial skepticism had transformed into a complex sense of fondness.

He is undoubtedly talented, but his quirky sense of humor is truly both laughable and pathetic.

On the other hand, Lilith's feelings were equally complicated.

The frustration caused by "cheating" has indeed disappeared, but it has been replaced by a deeper sense of powerlessness.

This guy has way too many twists and turns in his head!

The dungeon was designed with his endless stream of underworld ideas.

Her "slack-off rebate system," which relies on "no one being able to pass the level" to trigger a generous rebate, will probably never be operational.

Chapter 75 is about to be completed.

Just then, Alyssa let out a low sigh, her voice carrying a rare hint of disappointment:

"Although this has proven Ron's innocence, and the design of the Black Language Cave is indeed remarkable... we've figured out all the intricacies involved, and the audience has seen through it all."

"Once adventurers figure out Ron's 'tricks'...won't they be able to clear levels much more easily?"

She looked at everyone with concern: