Evil God? My servants are players!

On the surface, the exploration team organized by the Adventurers' Guild has assembled.

They were protected by a team led by Veronica, a level 70 paladin.

Veronica, in her early twenties, looked at the group of experts and scholars behind her and sighed deeply.

If her family hadn't fallen on hard times, a count's daughter wouldn't have ended up working for an adventurer's guild.

Veronica glanced again at the castle behind her; she was even the daughter of the local lord.

"Sir, we are ready. May we depart now?"

An investigator from the Adventurers' Guild politely inquired of Veronica.

"Okay, let's go."

Veronica snapped out of her daze and led the team into the dungeon.

"By the way, is it okay if you only invite me? I heard there are multiple level 50 monsters down there."

Veronica's tone did not reveal any worry; she was clearly very confident in her abilities.

"Just the ramblings of an adventurer around level 40. The highest-level monster in this dungeon is only level 42."

Even if an anomaly occurs, it's unlikely that monsters above level 50 will appear, even if the level difference is greater than 8.

Besides, we all have teleportation crystals so we can leave at any time; you just need to deal with the monsters blocking your way.

The scholars in the science exploration team explained.

"You're the ones who decide."

Under Veronica's overwhelming strength, the exploration team made no obstacles and soon arrived at the deepest part of the Sien Dungeon.

Nine underground floors.

"Report: The magic indicator is normal."

"Sigh, it's probably a wasted trip. I'll just have to go back and blacklist that adventurer who was talking nonsense."

"Wait, let's look around some more. Something feels off."

As a level 70 powerhouse, Veronica sensed something, something invisible, permeating her surroundings.

These things even wore down the scientific exploration team's patience.

After all, they are known for their meticulousness and would not choose to retreat based on just one indicator.

Although some were impatient, the exploration team began to delve deeper into the underground city because of Veronica's identity.

"By the Goddess of Light! What is that?!"

A scholar suddenly pointed to a tunnel in the distance, but there were neither monsters nor players there.

However, the wall tiles began to show a certain activity, exhibiting a sticky, nauseating, and oppressive feeling.

There, the ordinary underground tunnels seemed to transform into a man-eating demon.

No, it's something indescribable, a thousand times more terrifying than the devil.

vomit~

An elderly man in the group vomited.

"Quick! Mental Protection Magic Scroll!!!"

Soon, a piece of parchment shining with white light was torn open, and the white light enveloped the group.

But these people's complexions did not improve.

"It's no use! Proceed with the testing immediately and find out what this is! Something terrible might be about to happen!"

The leading scholar, suppressing his nausea, ordered the others to immediately begin an investigation.

"Magic detection, no abnormalities!"

"Contamination test results: No abnormalities found!"

"Mental health test results: No abnormalities found!"

But the absence of any abnormality is the biggest abnormality.

"Proceed directly with diffusion detection!"

"Diffusion detection: No diffusion observed!!!"

The leading scholar finally breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

It was only then that the leading scholar noticed that Veronica had been standing there blankly.

"Lady Veronica? Lady Veronica?" The scholar tried to wake Veronica.

At this moment, Veronica was deeply immersed in a hallucination.

She witnessed her mother's death.

She witnessed her father's self-destructive behavior stemming from her mother's death.

She observed that the loss of adventurers was causing a decrease in the territory's income.

She was not trapped in an illusion, but in her own past.

She was awakened by the scholars.

"Lady Veronica?"

But something seems off about this scholar? He has his father's face! And his face is covered in whiskers!

"Veronica!!! Your future is already inextricably linked to Him!!!"

Veronica was then jolted back to her senses.

"Lady Veronica? Are you alright?"

"I think I just caught it, but I'm fine now."

Veronica wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and continued to ask.

"What on earth is going on here? Even I've fallen victim to this."

Upon hearing this, the scholar shook his head and said:

"Unfortunately, we don't know either. All we can confirm is that the danger here is not escalating and there is no need to control or eliminate it."

Seeing Veronica's worried expression, the scholar added:

"There are a lot of messed-up things in this world, and very few people can really understand what they are. As long as it doesn't spread, that's fine."

He then handed the already packaged sample to Veronica.

"By the way, Lady Veronica, could you please carry this sample with you? It's quite heavy. Don't worry, we've added layers of protection, which has reduced its potential harm to some extent."

"Wouldn't it be dangerous to bring it to the surface?"

Veronica took the sample.

"There should be no danger. Although the pollution here is difficult to protect against, the intensity of the pollution is not high, and there is no tendency for the pollution to spread," the scholar responded.

"Report: All work has been completed."

"My lord, let's go back," the scholar suggested.

"Okay, let's go."

In a secluded corner, a monster with the [Train King lv.1] title witnessed everything.

This also means that our evil god witnessed everything.

On the way back to the surface, Veronica asked the scholar a question.

"By the way, will these new discoveries attract more adventurers?"

"Yes, but not many. These aren't treasures, but rather the unknown, and few adventurers would be interested in them," the scholar replied.

Veronica remained silent upon hearing this, seemingly lost in thought.

The exploration team quickly returned to the surface.

Veronica then saw an unexpected figure, an extremely thin figure with eyes as dark as the deep sea.

"Your Excellency the Earl," the leading scholar greeted respectfully.

"Veronica, I need a lock of your hair," said Veronica's father, the local count.

"Father, don't get obsessed with those crooked ways, Mother is dead!" Veronica tried to persuade the count.

"I know, now I want your hair."

The count spoke in a completely flat tone, his gaze sweeping over the container of samples in Veronica's hand.

"What is that?" the count asked, raising his withered fingers, a hint of change finally appearing in his voice.

"It's none of your business."

"Give it to me," the count declared.

Seeing that Veronica refused, the count turned to the leading scholar.

"Give it to me." The count repeated what he had just said.

"Of course, but what about your daughter..."

The scholars from the Adventurers' Guild did not want to clash with the local powerful earl, since they could always get more samples if they ran out.

After receiving the scholar's permission, the count turned his head to his daughter.

Veronica also understood that this thing would eventually end up in her father's hands.

So she dropped the sample and ran away.

After picking up the sample, the count walked unsteadily toward the castle.

"Sigh, I knew I shouldn't have hired a rich young lady to do the work, she causes so much trouble."

The scholar cursed inwardly as he watched the count's departing figure.

The research team, ultimately caught in the crossfire, returned to the Adventurers' Guild to report the situation.