Dungeon Reset Chapter 25
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Translator: WH
[T/N: ‘Final site’ will be changed to ‘historic site’ from now on. There’s an explanation further along this chapter! Thank you and enjoy!]
“What? Linked reward?”
His eyes were wide open, so he checked his skills right away.
Purification (Low-Grade Level 7)
Earth Lump (MASTER)
Vigor of the One-Horned Boar (Level 7)
Observatory (Level 1)
Ondol (Level 1) NEW
– Construction time is reduced by half.
– When building the Ondol, you will not get exhausted easily.
– You are able to control the temperature.
“I really got an Ondol skill…….”
He wasn’t surprised anymore.
However, it was amazing that the reward for the “Builder” achievement received with the creation of the observatory continued to be applied, even to other buildings.
“Then, does that mean from now on, all the building I construct will become a skill?”
But he didn’t think it would work for everything, only when he made a monumental building that deserved an achievement.
However, it was too vague and inefficient to just construct any or whatever building for this skill.
In fact, ‘Ondol’ was part of what he meant.
Although it was registered as a skill, how much will he actually use this skill?
How many times in life will there ever come a situation where he had to make an Ondol?
That being said,
In this case, this “Ondol” skill’s last description made it a skill worthy enough.
“Wow, temperature control is possible? Like raising the boiler’s temperature? What should I do to activate this?”
Jung Da-woon shouted with his palm on the floor.
“Warmer!”
Is this how it works?
Then, the skill’s effect was slowly but definitely beginning to be sensed.
Little by little, the heat felt in his palm became warmer.
“Wow! It really works? Can I cool it down?”
As soon as that thought crossed his mind, the temperature of the floor started to drop!
“Great! What a cool skill!”
Jung Da-woon was very impressed.
After raising and lowering the temperature a few more times, he started to understand how to use the skill.
It wasn’t simply increasing the temperature as a whole, specific control was possible too.
For example, making the lower neck cool and only the upper neck warm, or making only the middle of the neck warm and turning the temperature at the center off!
However, it was only possible to partially control the temperature of certain places.
“Wow, isn’t this pretty cool?”
It was a much weirder skill than the observatory skill, but the heat that was coming up from under his butt right now was so touching.
“Keuuu, that’s great! If it’s like this, I think we can open the window? Earth Lump! Earth Lump!”
Excitedly, he drilled holes into the wall.
The outside air flowing over the warm floor felt refreshing.
“Awesome!”
“Pokyuuuuu, pokyuuuu!”
From now on, it would be better to secure the perimeter and visibility through the minimaps and windows instead of going out directly.
‘Huhu, I feel like I just got a room for myself.”
When he thought so, Jung Da-woon felt delighted.
It happened to be about 10 pyeong in size. It was the size of a one-room officetel.[T/N: one-room officetel (office hotel), is basically something like a studio apartment.]
The elephant golem, which somehow became a mobile Ondol room, became a more and more perfect camping car over time.
And Jung Da-woon became a great homebody over time.
He didn’t go out and solved everything inside the elephant golem.
There was even a furnace, so everything was possible.
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The meat was grilled inside, and a sitting table was made so the meal could be served inside.
Remove the smell with the Purification skill and it’s done!
Even washing and shitting were solved inside.
In the first place, it was too dangerous to relieve himself outside.
A wall was built on the butt of an elephant and a hinged door was installed to separate out the bathroom.
He drilled a hole in the bathroom floor and went to the toilet that way, from the outside, it looked like an elephant was excreting.
Even the smoke from the Ondol flowed out gently from there, and it was only unfair for the elephant golem.
“Boo-oh-oh?”
It must have feel strange, but the intelligence of the earth golem was not high enough to think about it deeply.
“Ahhh, what a nice house.”
Jung Da-woon was very satisfied.
He rarely came out of the elephant.
All the battles were left to the gorilla golems, especially when fighting with the numerous monster rats.
All Jung Da-woon did was lie down in the warm Ondol room and stared blankly at the mini-map.
He had a small table at his bedside and a plate of fruit picked from the forest, so he felt like he was in Bangkok for the holidays.
The only time he came out was when he built a new observatory every few days to expand the range of the mini-map.
But even that took only 20 minutes to finish!
The construction speed was faster because the size of the mud brick was larger than before.
Even though it was built much thicker for fear of being damaged by the monster rats, it only took about 10 minutes.
“I’m bored.”
As he had all the time he needed, Jeong Da-woon began to find things to do to pass time in the elephant golem.
“There should be a built-in closet in a studio right?”
The entire wall was made into a built-in closet.
A wooden door was also attached.
His technique was getting better and better these days because it was so much fun to make doors.
“Hmmmm, what should I put in the built-in closet? Should I make a blanket and fold it?”
Somehow it felt like the costs out-weighted the benefits, but the blanket was really important.
“My grandmother told me. If your stomach is cold when you sleep, you could get a stomachache!”
It wasn’t a joke, as in this world where there are no pharmacies, if he got diarrhoea, his life would be in danger.
That would probably be the dirtiest death in the world…….
“I’m glad I made the bone needle.”
Ta-da!
After a long time, he took out the bone needle that he used to make the bone armor with to now make a blanket.
“What about the thread? The boar tendon isn’t very good.”
The tendon dries up as time goes by.
It was losing its elasticity.
The crude armor somehow worked out, but it was ambiguous to sew the vibrant blanket with such a thing.
“In times like this, the wisdom of our ancestors is needed!”
This time, he decided to make a string.
He remembered seeing the servants twisting the straws with their pinky finger in historical dramas.
“If it’s something like a straw, wouldn’t it work somehow?”
He took out the firewood he had packed in his inventory and removed the hard brown bark by hand.
Then the white derma was revealed!
“Oh, I think it’ll work?”
When he peeled off the bark from the tree, it was tough and light because it was rich in fiber.
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It was torn as long and as thin as possible, rubbing it with his hands to make it softer.
Then he gathered three strands of bark strips, and began to twist them like he was twisting a child’s braid.
“This is kind of fun too.”
Everything was fun because there was nothing to do.
Sitting in a warm Ondol room and twisting by using his pinky finger, he felt like a real Joseon-era servant, so he giggled.
The speed was getting faster and faster, as if he were getting the hang of it.
While watching the scene, Pokyuu suddenly showed interest in the bone needle he had left next to him.
“Pokyuuuuu?”
“No. That’s not food. It isn’t even purified.”
“Kyuuu?”
“Hey! Put it down. It’s not a knife I made for you to carry. It’s a needle.”
“Pokyuuuu…….”
In the meantime, a strand of clumsy but useable strings was completed.
He took the bone needle from Pokyuu and connected the string.
Two sheets of fur of the one-horned boar were cut square, and he overlapped them and began to stitch them up one by one.
“Ta-da! Blanket complete!”
It was a little sloppy, but he was very proud because it was his first product!
After trying it once, he was confident that he would make it much better if he made it again.
“Well then, time to lie down.”
“Kyuuuuuu!”
Originally, he was going to put it in the built-in closet and use it only when he slept, but it turned out that he was living a life where he rolled around in the room.
The built-in closet was just a decoration.
Just like that, Jung Da-woon climbed the rocky mountain laboriously (?)
And gradually became a master of life.
* * *
Two months passed.
[Ackkkk! That human, he came again! How many times does this make-!]
The Rabbit’s voice resounded throughout the dungeon.
The soil tomb was left in the middle of the boss’ room today too.
These days, the number of Stage-1 survivors had increased significantly.
“There’s no monster here.”
“Is this place like a rest area?”
Upon arriving at the boss’ room, participants would sit on the mud tomb that was the final boss for a while and take a breather.
The peaceful scene, which would only be seen at the bus terminal, made the Rabbit chew on its front paws.
[Ahhhh, Ughaaaaahhhhh, I don’t like this…… If it continues like this and an order comes from above, I’m dead.]
Today too, the Rabbit was a nervous dungeon official who had to be aware of the superiors’ expression.
Anyways……
“Phew, complete!”
Jung Da-woon looked up at his imposing underling with a proud look.
One elephant golem, four gorilla golems.
Before he knew it, Jung Da-woon’s earth golem had increased to five units.
The more he made it, the more skilful he became, and so the golems made were more sophisticated and high quality.
His ability to make pottery and tableware sets for daily use has also shone unexpectedly when he made golem.
In other words, he had practiced a lot in some way, as it was all made of soil anyways.
“Wow, it’s such a waste to watch it alone. At times like this, I would’ve wanted to at least show it off to the Rabbit.”
The rabbit must be very happy. Jung Da-woon laughed when he imagined himself running around.
Although it took a while to travel carefully, he was finally on the verge of reaching the top of the Death Mountains.
But there was a strange phenomenon that he found out recently.
“Strange? The higher I go, the less monster rats appear.”
At the entrance of the rocky mountain, rats attacked frequently and he had to sit on top of the elephant golem.
It would have been really dangerous if the attacks hadn’t been desperately blocked by the thick layers of the defensive wall that was built with plenty of mud bricks.
But as he reached the middle of the mountain, the number of monster rats that followed began to decrease.
And now, he couldn’t even see a nose at all, let alone a rat.
“Why don’t they approach this way?”
He was doubtful, but he thought it might have been because there was no food as it was all rocks up the mountain.
It was much easier to climb because there were no monster rats around.
“If this is the case, I can go straight up without making more golem.”
In the end, as if it was the end of the storm, Jung Da-woon climbed the rocky mountain without a hitch.
After a while, an open field was seen.
He took a breather and looked round, and there was no place higher than here.
“What a spectacular sight.”
When he looked back on the path he had passed through to get here, he was moved to tears.
Did people hike so they could feel this?
It took a long time, but he ended up reaching the top of the Death Mountains.
But……somehow he saw a very familiar building up there.
“Huh? What the hell is that?”
It looked very familiar even after rubbing his eyes.
“Why is the historic site here?”
A structure much like the historic site of Stage-1 was erected at the top of the rocky mountain.
Splendid roofs and columns that was likely to appear in Greek mythology.
But it had been damaged and worn everywhere due to the flow of time.
The atmosphere was quite different from the Stage-1 historic site, which was always clean.
“This is outside the stage, but why is there a historic site?”
It was strange.
This wasn’t a stage.
So why could he see the historic site here where the stage boss was at?
“Don’t tell me there’s also a boss monster here?”
It couldn’t have been possible.
This place doesn’t reset.
This means that the area was out of the control of the system.
There was no reason to put the golem-like boss monster in such a place.
“Come to think of it, why do they call it a historic site?”
A historic site originally means “a historical building or vestige left by a person who lived in the past.”
It was the rabbit Helper who first mentioned the word historic site.
So since then, everyone has called the boss’s place the historic site without much thought.
“Perhaps these sites are the buildings that originally existed in the world even before the dungeon game? And it’s also filled with monsters in it?”
When he thought so, he became very curious about the historic site in front of me.
Wouldn’t we be able to find some kind of secret about the Dungeon if we investigated this site?
“Minimap.”
He checked the minimap, but the inside of the building could not be confirmed.
This is because only monsters that can be seen from above the observatory are displayed.
In the end, there was no other way but to go in.
“It could be dangerous, but wouldn’t it be okay since I have 5 golem units?”
There was nothing to be afraid of when he had five final bosses of Stage-1 with him.
“Let’s go.”
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