[Infinite Flow] [Mild Horror] [Story-Driven] [Everything Becomes a Dungeon]
Burned, drowned, blown up by a nuclear bomb, then hit out of nowhere by a truck barreling through the air from the sixteenth floor. Chi Shen died. When he opened his eyes again, another meteor was plunging straight toward him.
"I'm tired. Just let me die," he said.
And so he arrived in the Mirror Realm, where he gained an utterly useless talent.
"The Administrator's Gaze"
Dungeon [Skin Bride, Bone Lord]: "Skin for a wife, bones for a lord. Together for all eternity, never to part."
Dungeon [New World]: "They are not rabble. They are... the first sparks of a prairie fire."
Dungeon [Pray to the Gods]: "With the gods decapitated and unable to save themselves, you who harbor ulterior motives: are you praying to a Bodhisattva, or... a lump of mud?"
Dungeon [Parasite]: "If I cannot resist you, then I will destroy myself with my own hands."
Happy people do not come to the Mirror Realm.
Everyone who comes here has only one thing to do:
Stay alive.
His heart pounded wildly.
After countless dungeons, Chi Shen finally stood before Them. He bowed elegantly, raised a hand to point, and smiled with a gentleness bordering on madness.
"My lord, look. This world is dissatisfied with you."
(P.S. Since you're already here, why not read a few more dungeons before you go? \(^o^)/)
