《The Apocalypse Show - Dungeon Core》Chapter 4
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The notice indicator had been blinking for some time so I checked it again.
A starving coyote has entered your dungeon.
One of your monsters has died.
Congratulations on receiving one thousand views. 4 points awarded.
Your goblin boss has killed a starving coyote. Your goblin boss gained 10 experience. You gained 10 experience.
Your goblin boss has reached level 2.
Congratulations on receiving 100 positive ratings. 3 points awarded.
Congratulation as a reward for your first time reaching a top 1,000,000 overall ranking you have earned 8 points.
I was now up to thirty six points. Apparently I had received a bunch more views. It was starting to get obvious that I would get a bump in views whenever something exciting happened in my dungeon. Before I could look at the viewership tab noises interrupted on my thoughts. My goblins were making a bunch of grunting noises.
I closed the tab and then wished I hadn’t. Apparently the goblins idea of celebrating was having sex. Chief Sharpstick had two of the female goblins lined up doggy style in front of him and pumping into one of them. Meanwhile the other male goblin and female goblin were all over each other.
It had been a few weeks since I last got laid. However, there was no temptation at all to designate that male goblin as my new avatar. Passing on the ugly wrinkly green skinned goblins was an easy choice. Instead I quickly pulled up the menu to obscure my view. Out of curiosity I pulled up the viewership tab.
Arthur’s show information
Views: 2097
Views Ranking: 884,521
Race Views Ranking: 167
Positive Ratings: 128
Negative Ratings: 24
Ratings Ranking: 1,211,974
Race Ratings Ranking: 146
You will receive rewards daily based on your views and ratings ranking in addition to rewards whenever you reach a new milestone.
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The number of views was quickly increasing along with my positive and negative ratings. Apparently the alien viewers were a bunch of perverts in addition to enjoying death and violence. Of course based on how quickly those negative ratings were going up it seemed like a lot agreed with me that goblin sex was disgusting. Still that didn’t seem to stop them from viewing it.
Nearly thirty minutes later the grunting finally stopped. I spent the entire time wishing I had some type of ear plugs. Adding a bedroom for my goblins had moved up to near the top of my to do list. I didn’t stop my goblins though since this event was earning me a bunch of views.
I exited the screen I was looking at. Chief Sharpstick looked very satisfied as two exhausted female goblins lay at his feet. Meanwhile the other two goblins were curled up sleeping. The blinking indicator drew my attention and I selected it.
Congratulations on receiving ten thousand views. 5 points awarded.
That put me up to forty one points. I exited the pop ups and then ordered Chief Sharpstick to get everyone back to work once they had rested enough.
Fortunately the rest of the night was fairly uneventful. I created an additional half a dozen goblins. That brought me up to fourteen goblins, except three were dead and waiting to respawn. I could have summoned more but I needed to keep some mana in reserve.
I discovered that I could reinforce the walls and ceiling of my dungeon by imbuing a bit of my mana into them. I tested them with one of my goblins and they were nearly indestructible. Or at the very least the pickaxe was likely to break before the wall was. As an added benefit the walls now glowed slightly. Once the entire cave was imbued with my mana it was almost equal to the light on a cloudy day.
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Surprisingly the goblins finished up the first room half an hour before dawn. It was about four times the size of the cave entrance. It helped that they just had to swing their picks. Once they finished I ordered them to start creating another room.
While they did that I added up how much mana I had used to create the room. Reinforcing walls and smoothing out the rougher areas had still cost me roughly the cost of creating two goblins. Still it was significantly cheaper than doing all the work myself.
The only downside was I had to constantly check the goblins mining. Already there had been more than a few close calls. If I didn’t use mana to shore up the ceiling every fifteen minutes at least a couple of the goblins would have been crushed.
Now that the second room was done I concentrated on moving my crystal. It took nearly an hour and cost me another goblin worth of mana. Still it was well worth being further away from the dungeon entrance.
I now had two goblins guarding the entrance of the dungeon. I had also relented and removed the pitfalls after another goblin nearly fell inside. Instead I created rock falls in the ceiling that I could trigger at need. It took a lot of work but was well worth not having to worry about losing more goblins.
As dawn broke the goblins at the entrance of the cave started killing any wildlife that ventured into the cave. I wasn’t sure why but it seemed like something was attracting the nearby wildlife. Either way they managed to kill a couple rabbits and dozens of small rodents. They almost managed to get a deer that wandered inside, but it ran away when the goblins approached it.
Since I didn’t care to see the goblins eating their food raw again I purchased a simple fire starter from the shop. For a single point I also purchased a tree from the shop. Since it counted as dungeon spawned it would even respawn the next day if chopped down. Of course that meant I also had to buy an axe. Still three points was worth not seeing my goblins eating raw meat again.
By noon all my goblins were exhausted and I finally relented and let them rest. The first thing they did was start a fire for cooking. Unfortunately for me after eating, but before sleeping, they all decided to celebrate with another orgy. Luckily I had made sure there was an extra female for the chief otherwise I was pretty sure there would have been a fight.
Unfortunately just being in the other room wasn’t enough that I couldn’t hear the goblins. It was nearly an hour before the sounds finally stopped. There was still no peace though since I could hear the goblins snoring. In fact it was nearly as loud as before. As soon as the dungeon was larger I was going to make sure my core was as far from the goblins as possible.
Luckily during the celebration nothing dangerous had intruded on my dungeon. Using some of my spare mana I created another two goblins. I created two more sets of leather armor but decided I had plenty of spears for now. The two goblins reluctantly followed my orders to guard the dungeon entrance.
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