Become the God of Ninjas starting from Danganronpa.

"The power of Yang - the continuous flow of life."

Dongfang Yao cast a healing spell on his arm. A warm current flowed through his arms, and the stinging sensation quickly disappeared, replaced by a cool and refreshing feeling, like soaking in a babbling brook on a hot summer day—very comfortable.

In just a few steps, his arms had healed completely, and his strength had returned to its peak.

"As expected, having a healing skill is really important in a dungeon environment," Dongfang Yao thought smugly.

But his joy was short-lived, for he soon heard a series of cracking sounds. Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw several goblins struggling to emerge from the wall.

The feeling was like several goblins "hatched" from the wall.

This is the underground city; it is alive.

It's not that dungeons will attack adventurers on their own, but rather that they have the characteristics of automatic repair and automatic monster spawning.

Just like birds being hatched, all sorts of monsters can hatch from the walls, floors, and ceilings of the dungeon, and even from any unexpected corner.

That is why the monsters in this underground city are endless; there will never be a day when they are all killed.

Goblins are the most common type of monster found in the upper levels.

"Gah—"

After breaking free of their shells and falling to the ground, these goblins launched themselves forward on all fours and charged towards Dongfang Yao.

Such speed would likely leave other adventurers, who had just received the bounty, scrambling to cope. But Dongfang Yao was different.

With the Sharingan at his side, Dongfang Yao could easily discern the movements of several monsters.

Then, he wielded a longsword in each hand and slashed forward.

"Hiss hiss hiss—"

The momentum of these ugly goblins' charge faltered, and their entire bodies crashed to the ground, exploding into ashes with a "bang," leaving only a crystal the size of a fingernail lying on the ground.

These are the monsters in the dungeon.

After being killed, it will not leave a corpse, but only an energy crystal called a magic stone.

These magic stones contain abundant energy and can be used to create all sorts of items, such as lamps for illumination and stoves for cooking. Although this world lacks a mature technology tree and industrial system, it still enjoys very convenient living facilities thanks to the existence of these magic stones.

For this reason, magic stones are strictly controlled by the guild as strategic resources. Every year, the guild can make a fortune just from exporting magic stones, which come from the spoils of adventurers killing monsters in the dungeons.

After picking up the magic stone and examining it carefully, Dongfang Yao put it into his pocket and then headed to the next level.

The magic stone was just a byproduct; his real purpose was to test his newly acquired abilities and hone his skill level.

......

Goblins posed no challenge to Dongfang Yao, so after a brief adjustment, he headed towards the third floor.

"Rusting..."

A soft sound came from beside his ear, and Dongfang Yao tilted his head and then swung his longsword upwards.

"Pfft—"

A long piece of tongue fell to the ground. When Dongfang Yao turned around, he met a pair of furious eyes.

It was a lizard monster nearly 1.5 meters long, clinging to walls and ceilings, ambushing adventurers. Novice adventurers, caught off guard, were easily caught off guard. Unfortunately, they encountered Dongfang Yao.

With its tongue severed, the lizard monster, writhing in agony, leaped at Dongfang Yao. Dongfang Yao, not wanting to waste time on such a foolish enemy, slid in and sliced ​​its abdomen open, ending the monster's life.

Dongfang Yao continued on his way, encountering more and more lizard monsters and goblins, which increased the pressure on him. But Dongfang Yao was not alarmed; rather, he was delighted. This was exactly what he wanted. Only with enough pressure could he hone his abilities.

Along the way, Dongfang Yao encountered several groups of adventurers. When they saw Dongfang Yao alone, their eyes were somewhat strange. They probably didn't expect that there would be such a daring person who would dare to venture into the dungeon alone—and without wearing any protective gear.

Dongfang Yao ignored all the mocking or pitying glances, focusing solely on combat and training.

Soon, he arrived at the fifth floor.

Compared to the previous levels, the fifth level is significantly more spacious, with more and more complex hidden passages, greatly reducing the chance of encountering other adventurers. Correspondingly, there are also more monsters.

"Bang!"

Eight or nine werewolves suddenly leaped out of the wall. Standing upright, they were about 1.6 meters tall, with hair standing on end like steel needles, sharp teeth and claws, and wielding wooden clubs as they charged towards Dongfang Yao.

Unlike the scattered, reckless attacks of goblins or geckos, the werewolves here actually understand some teamwork, and their charge is quite impressive, resembling that of an army.

In the blink of an eye, the leader of the werewolves rushed up to Dongfang Yao and slammed his wooden club down.

"Waaah—"

A strong wind howled, demonstrating the immense force of the attack. Dongfang Yao, however, remained calm and composed, thrusting his longsword forward and striking the werewolf squarely in the throat, killing him instantly.

The death of one of their companions did not hinder the werewolves behind them in the slightest; on the contrary, it made their momentum even more ferocious. They surrounded Dongfang Yao from the left, center, and right, leaping high into the air and slamming their wooden clubs down heavily.

"laugh--"

Dongfang Yao unleashed a magnificent circular slash, precisely slicing open the throats of the three werewolves.

"Bang—"

The werewolf's body disintegrated into dust, and then Luke seized the opportunity to twist his waist and wield his twin blades with even greater force, beheading the two werewolves that charged at him next.

In the blink of an eye, the menacing werewolf pack was wiped out by Dongfang Yao.

"call--"

Dongfang Yao let out a long breath, feeling his whole body heat up, and an unprecedented impulse pounding in his chest.

He will continue to fight!

More and more battles.

The frustration of his predecessor's low strength over the past ten years, the resentment and anger of being forced to become a lab rat immediately after transmigrating, and the joy of awakening his power after receiving the favor, all turned into fuel and burned fiercely, burning until his whole body was scalding hot and even melting.

He needed to vent.

"Come on!" Dongfang Yao, holding a sharp blade and with several swords at his waist, let out a battle roar at the reborn werewolves, and then charged forward without hesitation.

Dodge, spin, slash, thrust...

The many combat techniques he learned at the ninja academy flooded his mind at this moment, and he then put them into practice in actual combat.

Fifth floor...sixth floor...seventh floor...

Werewolf...Shadow Warrior...Killer Ant...

All sorts of monsters emerged one after another, launching attacks on Dongfang Yao in droves.

Dongfang Yao's only response to this was to attack, attack, and attack again.

If all the swords and blades are broken, then make one from the Forest of Myriad Things.

If your body is injured, then use the life-giving circulation method to heal it.

If your stamina is waning, then "borrow" some from these monsters.

As the battle progressed, Dongfang Yao grew increasingly fierce and intoxicated, transforming into a ruthless fighting machine. Every monster that approached him was shredded into mincemeat and reduced to ashes.

......

Outside the Tower of Babel, in the central square of Eulari.

Dressed in white, Hestia stood anxiously outside the gate.

"Honestly, why isn't he out yet?" The loli goddess stomped her foot, determined to give Dongfang Yao a good scolding when she saw him later.

I've never seen such a fierce adventurer before. He conquered the dungeon on his very first day of receiving the blessing.

Conquering the dungeon is one thing, but to go down empty-handed without any armor, weapons, food, or water is quite another.

And they would stay there for a whole day.

Is this guy here to take a risk or to die?

"I must teach him a lesson he won't forget, so he'll know what the majesty of the supreme god is all about," Hestia resolved.

However, as time ticked by and the sun was about to set, there was still no sign of Dongfang Yao. Hestia was extremely anxious, biting her lip so hard it almost bled. "Saying such things to someone... if you die like this, I will never forgive you."

However, Dongfang Yao still did not appear.

Hestia's eyes were already brimming with tears. Was his first child (his family member) really gone just like that?

Just as Hestia was feeling utterly hopeless, a figure emerged from the entrance to the dungeon. His clothes were tattered, his hair disheveled, and covered in blood; he was ten times more filthy than a beggar. Yet, Hestia recognized him instantly.

"Yo!"

Hestia lunged forward. In that moment, all the scolding and lessons were forgotten. All she wanted now was to hold him and make sure she was sure of his identity.

"thump--"

Dongfang Yao was tackled to the ground by the loli goddess, wincing in pain. "Hey Hestia, take it easy!"

But he stopped halfway through his sentence, for he heard Hestia sobbing and felt a chill run through his chest.

"Seriously, I was so worried!" Hestia yelled in frustration.

"..." Dongfang Yao's body stiffened for a moment, then he hugged Hestia's body. "I'm sorry for making you worry."

"..." This time, Hestia fell silent. Ignoring the filth on the boy, the goddess buried her face in Dongfang Yao's chest. "It's alright. Welcome back!"

"Yes, I'm back!" Dongfang Yao gently stroked the goddess's hair and said softly.

Neither of them spoke, nor did they care about the stares of those around them; they simply embraced in the square.

After a while, Dongfang Yao, who had regained some strength, sat up and said to Hestia, "Let's go, I'll take a shower first, and then I'll take you out for a big meal."

"Yes." Hestia naturally agreed.

The two arrived at the rest area inside the Tower of Babel. Dongfang Yao used magic stones to pay for a set of clothes, then took a good shower and changed. After exchanging the magic stones for currency, they went straight to the nearest restaurant.

"I never expected you'd spend the whole day in the dungeon." Hestia channeled her worry into her appetite, devouring her food with gusto, while teasing Dongfang Yao, "You didn't get lost, did you?"

"How could that be?" Dongfang Yao ate with even more swagger, and scoffed at the remark, "I was fighting the whole time."

"Nonsense." Hestia clearly didn't believe it. Where would a level 1 adventurer get such strong stamina?

"Heh, have you forgotten my magic? The Forest of Myriad Phenomena and the Flow of Life," Dongfang Yao said in a low voice. "I could play with it all day long."

Hestia suddenly realized, then felt a chill run down her spine, looking at Dongfang Yao as if he were a monster. "You really fought all day?"

While it can restore physical strength and heal injuries, the mental strain of high-intensity combat is immense. How can this guy possibly withstand it?

"Heh heh, impressive, huh!" Dongfang Yao continued to devour his food. "After we finish eating, we'll go home. I can't wait to upgrade my stats."

Upon hearing this, Hestia also quickened her pace.

Not only Dongfang Yao, but she was also very curious.

As night fell, in the basement of an abandoned church, Hestia sat on Dongfang Yao's back, updating his stats.

As the divine blood dripped, a bright light emerged, and the sacred characters automatically jumped and changed before finally settling, forming Dongfang Yao's latest ability value information.

"Dongfang Yao".

LV.1

Strength: I (0) → H (120)

Durability: I(0) → H(175)

Dexterity: I(0) → H(170)

Agility: I(0) → H(175)

Magic: I(0)→H(120)

Magic: Forest of All Things, Power of Yang - Flowing Life

Skill: The Will of the Strong.

"What...what is all this?" Hestia's incredulous voice echoed throughout the basement.