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“Do you want to go to our appointment with us?” He whispered something into her ear and she grinned deviously, before shifting her gaze to Trey and worrying her lower lip with her teeth. “That sounds like a plan.” “Plan?” Trey questioned. “What plan?” “That’s for us to know and you to find out,” Reagan said. From the outside, Jace’s house looked like any ordinary million-dollar Georgian-styled six-bedroom, eight-bathroom home—huge, paned windows, brick walls, black shutters, and a portico—but once a person stepped into the basement, all signs of normalcy vanished. The dungeon was separated into several rooms. Trey, Reagan, and Ethan were currently in the receiving room. The walls were painte

Chapter 224: The rehabilitation center stood nestled among towering trees, its quiet facade belying the countless stories of healing and resilience that echoed within its walls. Darius and Layla walked down the hushed corridors, the scent of disinfectant mingling with the subdued murmurs of rehabilitation. As they approached Room 214, the air seemed to thicken with anticipation. Layla's heart raced, the echoes of her mother's existence palpable. She took a deep breath, steadying herself for the moment that awaited on the other side of the door.

Since he wasn’t fighting me on how much I logged in, even I have been staying in the game while he rested, doing my own leveling up. “It should be fine.” Luka muttered as he took a step forward. When he placed his hand on the door, the vines and limbs magically separated until there was an open path for us. Once we were inside, the door closed once more, leaving us inside. The dungeon was different than it had been during the beta testing. There was a small mystical lake, with tiny light fairies flying around. They were so small that one could fit into the palm of my hand. Sitting on what looked like a throne made of vines, a giant Gnome sat eating berries.

I was still on the third floor! That was when the familiar mechanical voice echoed once more. “Congratulations, player. You have completed the previous dungeon. Due to your popularity ranking, you have now been recalled into the game. This dungeon is titled Hospital Horror. Please find the escape door within three days. Difficulty level: S. “Due to audience demand, previous NPCs and bosses will be assigned roles in this game. Their game identities are Dr. White, Dr. Jackson, and Mr. Winchester. I wish you a pleasant game.”

When I came back to the dorm after dinner, Rachel and the others were already in the middle of the hallway, starting on the fondue. The moment I stepped inside, an intense, rich smell hit the back of my throat. As if fondue weren’t enough, Rachel was actually grilling patties over charcoal in a cramped dorm room. Did she not care about carbon monoxide poisoning? When she saw me, she put on a fake look of surprise. "Oh wow, silly me, I totally forgot to invite you, Lila!"

My eyes grew bright. “I know another place!” I muttered. Pulling Denver’s arms, we slid down the hill before I led him to the back. A little gate swung open that led into the stable. From the stable, we can get to the dungeon. That was where I stayed for most of my life so I knew all the posts and corners around here. Not much had changed. Who was I kidding? Very much had changed.

More of my bones snap and pain shoots through my body but not wanting to make the same mistake as last time, I quickly take in my surroundings, looking for an exit. The rogue dungeon is nothing more than a damp cellar with bars dividing it up into cells. As my eyes adjust to the lack of light, I can see that there is only one way in and out and that is through the staircase. I look toward the cells and notice that there is only one person in the cells.

When someone was not resting, the player's normal recovery rate was one per hour, But when he fell asleep, his recovery would increase by five times. In other words, it will become 5 hours for her. He only had 42 health, so eight hours of sleep was enough to fully restore his health. It's also the reason some players choose to go to a hostel before logging out. Players will not be able to move once they choose to activate the sleep function in the game and that is why they have to log out. “Alright, let’s go in…” Yao Tie shook his head and stepped inside the cave. … This dungeon was different from the last dungeon. The floor, walls and ceiling were of stone bricks. It looks like an abandoned

Many colorful liquids are being studied there. "Is everything going well?" he asked then. Aro came closer and nodded. "Everything is very smooth, even smoother than on the plains of Mauve," he replied. "We designed this dungeon to be as usable as it should be. Meetings, laboratories, research practice rooms, even if you want to see graves are here." The man squinted and grinned at Vasilio.

“You know me, Silas Crimson. I am Logan Kincaid!” The corridor they took Logan through was colder than the palace hall. The stone beneath his feet was uneven, damp in some places. The air was thick and gave him goosebumps. They took him down a winding staircase. Logan's legs dragged as exhaustion weighed him down. At last, a door was opened and he was thrown inside. The door slammed shut with a final echoing thud. The room was almost empty except for a bed which looked tiny compared to the one in his packhouse. The window above was tiny as well and barely illuminated the room. The light switches weren't working and it was also very hot there. This was a dungeon, there was no doubt about it.