《WTF I'm a Dungeon!? (Dropped)》Chapter 11 - First Visitors *OLD*
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Chapter 11 - First Visitor
Plant Dungeon: Umm is there anyone?
.....
It looks like everyone left.
*Sigh*
Ignoring the fact that Library Dungeon basically did the equivalent of an office prank, the fact that another dungeon can send monsters to another raises a lot of possibilities. If dungeons can freely send monsters to each other I can just call another dungeon for help when I'm in trouble. However, I don't know if there are any restrictions, or if other dungeons have something against donating monsters but if I could get anything from one of the large dangerous sounding dungeons. Like the Demon Town and Void God Dungeon. Any small thing from a large dungeon is almost bound to be good for me at this point.
Not only that I would rather not owe anyone anything unless I have too. I'd rather have people owe me money than owe other people...
I shivered as I felt something weird assault my senses.
That was...
My sense of touch?
I felt multiple things moving around me. I quickly activated perception and looked towards my entrance. A trio of 3 goblins stood looking uncertainly into my Dungeon.
It felt weird, like the chill you feel coming down your neck when a cold wind blows.
I have to get used to this...
The goblins looked almost nothing like the ones I summoned during the Tutorial. They still shared the same small stature, green skin, pointed ears, and nose. However, the similarities ended there.
Multiple callouses and scars dotted their bodies and unlike the ones I summoned, they stood straight without hunching and their eyes were focused and alert. Scanning their surroundings and sniffing the air. The difference was that of a domesticated cat and the natural predator that has f**ked over multiple ecosystems. But most importantly two of them were armed. One had a rusty sword that was broken down the middle and the other had a short stick that was sharpened at the end. The last one who was unarmed looked a lot skinnier than the other 2, barely a twig, despite that he seemed to sport more scars and bruises than the other 2 combined.
No matter how I looked at it, these guys were stronger than the shitty goblins I summoned before, except maybe the small one.
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Checking my DP I had 27 left. I unhesitatingly created a pitfall trap in my monster room. Summoned another 3 Lesser Dyrad and used the remaining 2 DP to summon 2 Lesser Slimes. I had them climb to the ceiling so I can use the good old falling slime trap again. And finally closed the door to the dryad room.
Currently, I had 6 Lesser Dryads hidden in a room just outside of my core room. A pitfall trap placed right in front of the entrance to that room and 2 Lesser Slimes on top prepared to drop down. This may seem to be overkill but its always better to be safe than sorry.
However, the goblin trio has yet to enter. The one with the sharpened stick was crouched on the ground and sniffing the ground. The other 2 seemed to be waiting for him to finish.
The goblin got back up and shook his head towards the other 2. The goblin with the broken sword pushed the weaponless goblin in front. The goblin looked back only to receive a snarl from the one with a stick and he reluctantly stayed in front. They finally entered.
The weaponless goblin lead the way, presumably acting as bait, with the other two following in line. They were about to reach the room with the dryads. Reaching the door, the one with a stick poked at the weaponless goblin and pointed towards the door.
He reluctantly opened the door and the light from the glowing fungus flooded the corridor they were in. I forgot to mention but there wasn't any lighting in the corridor leading to that room. For reasons that will be displayed now.
The goblins didn't seem to mind the light and the weaponless goblin stepped forward... And anticlimactically fell into the pitfall. The other 2 instantly jumped back. Peering into the dark shadows of the room, the 2 decisively retreated after seeing a dryad that didn't conceal itself as well as the others. Quickly reaching the exit.
To be honest I can't blame them. 1 of your number has already been felled, there's an unconfirmed number of enemies and the shadows created by the glow prevents you from getting a full picture of the room, in fact when they focused on the glowing fungi they failed to realize that there was a pitfall trap right in front of them.
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Not only that there are slimes prepared to drop down and suffocate you at any moment and the other dyrads are almost perfectly hidden among the other plant life I summoned. The glow from the fungi created deep shadows and destroyed any night vision, only making it harder for the dryads to be spotted.
It was a great deathtrap if I do say so myself, after all, it's the simple things that create advantages.
And just like that my first encounter ended without climax.
"Hey hey, Grey are you listening?"
A tall light skinned man with brilliantly blonde hair was currently talking to a beautiful but bored looking grey elf woman with pure white hair. One might've also mistaken the man for an elf, if not for the pair of green fairy wings attached to his back.
"Yeah Fae I'm listening" (Grey)
Grey who is actually the avatar of the Grey Musician Dungeon, was rather bored. Which is understandable given that she lived near Fae Forest, and is often called to interpret for him.
"Great as I was saying I need you to deliver this pixie to Plant, the quicker the better!" (Fae)
"Why can't you do it?" (Grey)
"I can't because I'm nearing a breakthrough for my study on *>@%&^#@?%* beings!" (Fae)
"Do you understand how important this research is! Almost no information exists on such beings and not only that.." (Fae)
Grey automatically tuned him out, Fae's voice continued to ramble on in the background.
"In some ways, you are more of a scholar than Library." (Grey)
Fae stopped suddenly before quickly replying:
"Of course, that old bastard just got bored once and decided to read a lot of books till the point he just has a bunch of books lying around and calls himself Library Dungeon! He doesn't actually do any research on anything he just quietly accepts them as they written!! That bastard has no right to call himse..." (Fae)
Grey once again tuned him out. Fae despite his slow typing speed, had a habit of going on extremely long rants with no clear purpose or end.
"Then why don't you call the others?" (Grey)
Yes, the other dungeons that were capable of free travel. Often called wanderer or nomad dungeons. Grey was one of them and is currently working as an adventurer in a town near Fae Forest, mostly because she was pressured to live nearby to act as Fae's interpreter.
"Of course I can't call the others! Circus is on another continent, Ghostship is busy hunting Semigod beasts to complete his god equipment, I have no idea where Sun is, Merchant is on the other side of the world and as for Sky, check the main thread yourself." (Fae)
Grey quickly opened up her forums and went to the main thread. Where Sky Castle and Ice Dungeon were still arguing. She tried to scroll up to see the old chat logs only to be dumbfounded when she found that it was not possible. Simply because the 2 dungeons were typing at speeds so quick that she could not scroll back up fast enough before new messages flooded her feed.
"They've been going on for ages now, honestly Dungeons these days are just bored as hell. They should at least try to find a hobby or something." (Fae)
Grey look dumbfounded at the Dungeon, who regularly disappeared for decades on end to complete research. The perfect example of a person taking a hobby too far, tell someone else to get a hobby. The irony of that situation.
"Fine, I'll send the pixie. By the way, where is Plant?" (Grey)
She had had enough of Fae for a few days and would like to leave, prepared to accept any excuse given her.
Fae was about to reply when he froze suddenly after realizing he had no idea where Plant is.
"Umm, just find him using the usual method." (Fae)
"He's a newborn dungeon, his aura is too weak to be tracked." (Grey)
"Um... Then how about we try..."
Grey once again tuned him out, as Fae started listing more and more dubious methods to find Plant.
"Sure, whatever is the quickest" Grey absentmindedly replied.
This might take a while, Grey thought.
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