Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 244 - 195: People After the Battle, The Beginning of Magic!_2

Chapter 244: Chapter 195: People After the Battle, The Beginning of Magic!_2

She found herself an amusing job—writing thank-you letters.

One after another, letters were discarded on the ground, either because she disliked the wording or found the handwriting too ugly. In any case, she wrote many drafts.

To her, Sain Dungeon now seemed like a prince charming, its quirky trap designs became endearing special hobbies of a good person.

Unfortunately, when Heiniss finally crafted an elegant, cute, and playful letter with sincere and grateful wording, and scented with her faint body fragrance, the most troublesome issue arose.

"There’s no way to send the letter out!"

She was quite frantic and ultimately could only hang it in the most conspicuous spot in the City Lord’s room.

"Since the other party can send me gifts, maybe I can do the same thing in the future."

Heiniss pondered for a long time, her will to survive growing stronger.

She suddenly felt that she couldn’t just die before delivering the thank-you letter to the Underground City Lord of Sain Dungeon.

Otherwise, wouldn’t that make her look very rude!

In the days that followed, Cangyin Dungeon once again underwent a transformation. Due to the Monster Clan attack, it received a great deal of attention.

People wanted to come in and see what had stolen the Fran Guard’s thunder.

But upon entering, they wondered, was Cangyin Dungeon always this beautiful?

It had returned to its original state as a Dungeon, and its beauty now surpassed that of the past.

Every person who entered was stunned by the vibrant sunflower fields and the violet fragrance was so relaxing that it was instinctive. The Monsters were merely weak Tree Fairies and the like, which seemed more interested in frolicking with humans than attacking them.

Had the place suddenly turned into a beautiful garden?

Once it reverted to its original form, the Cangyin Dungeon finally stabilized its current foundation, from near-death to barely scraping by.

Some of those who had left for Sain Dungeon returned because its difficulty forced them to give up. Since Cangyin had reverted, they decided to stay put as fellow weaklings.

Rumors also circulated about cherry-looking Monsters and chili-shaped Monsters that could kill a person instantly, which attracted many to investigate.

However, only a few were able to glimpse them before turning to ash in a "BOOM."

Many couldn’t find these two things at all, and tales of the Cherry Bomb and Fiery Chili became urban legends, such as lovers who confessed during a Cherry Bomb’s explosion would stay together forever.

Well, it’s far-fetched, but for Heiniss, it was all good news—the more people, the longer she lives.

At least for the near future, she didn’t have to worry about survival.

As to whether or not she could reach the status necessary to deliver the thank-you letter to Gong Qiying personally, that was a matter of fate.

Fran Guard, New Strategy Group, Heiniss—these were the known beneficiaries up to this point.

Of course, the hidden beneficiary was naturally Sain Dungeon.

No need to elaborate, one sentence was enough:

"All the power of the Fran Guard comes from Sain Dungeon!"

The impact of this statement was self-explanatory, nothing more than people "oohing" and "aahing" in surprise and envy, and then ambitiously entering Sain Dungeon seeking the chance to become stronger, just like that.

Taking advantage of the Fran Guards’ actions, Count Charon leveraged his resources to further increase its fame, making the name "Fran" known to all.

Thanks to them, toys mimicking the Fran Undead Team weapons were sold out, with demand still outstripping supply.

Reportedly, the designer team behind the toys was considering a cost-saving and speed-enhancing technique known on Earth as "plagiarism."

Information about Fran was everywhere, even trending towards over-marketing, but no matter, as long as there’s one person who hasn’t heard of it, they’ll promote it to death.

But amidst this wave, there were those who had no interest in any of it.

For example, the "Food Hunter" who picked ingredients from the food district every day, the number of Blood Essence Miners that dwindled slowly, the brick mover who farmed renewable Dungeon resources, and...

Sword Saint Jia Pael, who toiled daily for the Tear-Drop Embryo.

It simply wouldn’t spawn; does the Tear-Drop Embryo even exist? Could it only have appeared that one time?

Just as Jia Pael was about to give up, news of a Silver Rank adventurer team that had defeated the Death Ritual Bird and obtained the Tear-Drop Embryo spread.

Damn you, Lady Luck, why don’t such good fortunes ever fall upon me?

But when he found that lucky adventurer team and attempted to buy the Tear-Drop Embryo, he discovered it was an exclusive item only usable by the one who spawned it.

"Dammit!"

To this day, the only magic Jia Pael could use was still the [Calia Greatsword].

He was too embarrassed to even showcase this simple and unadorned spell...

It was a gain, after all, at least not fruitless. Initially, he came out of seclusion for another matter, planning only to stay in Sain for a week or two, but in the blink of an eye, a month had nearly passed.

Since it has been delayed for so long already, postponing for a little longer doesn’t matter; the other matter isn’t urgent.

Jia Pael entered the Dungeon again today, changing his route for monster farming. Instead of wasting time on a potentially nonexistent Tear-Drop Embryo, it would be better for him to farm the Endless Reincarnation (Meat Pigeon).

After all, the Calia Greatsword spell was a gift from Endless Reincarnation.

Passing through the Fire Transmission Ceremony, heading toward the entrance to the tomb area, he would pass by an elevator.

Jia Pael initially walked past it, but soon he walked back.

"Huh, wasn’t this place empty before?"

The previously desolate elevator now suddenly had a platform to step on.

Could this be a trap? Like the platform suddenly breaking apart and dropping to my death once I step on it?

No, this place should still be considered within the range of the Fire Transmission Ceremony; such an outrageous incident shouldn’t occur.

Curiosity killed the cat, and it’s the same for humans.

Out of instinctual curiosity, Jia Pael stood on the raised center of the platform, and the next instant, the elevator slowly descended; faint fluorescent blue light emerged around the platform, exuding a fantastic beauty.

The descent went on for quite a long while as if diving deep underground, and yet there was no sensation of cold air.

"The concentration of magic power is rising."

Jia Pael took a deep breath; the magic power in the air was several times denser than the outside world, enough to ’intoxicate’ those with weak resistance.

What could be hidden below?

The curiosity grew stronger; could it be a magic creature?

As the elevator stopped and before Jia Pael could step off, a line of text appeared in front of him.

[Reyalucaria Magic Classroom]

This place... It’s a whole new area!

His attention was captured by the word "magic."

"Magic Classroom..."

Jia Pael rolled these two words around his tongue, a flicker of light igniting in his eyes.