Beast Taming: Abyssal Descent

Chapter 506 - 378

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Chapter 506: Chapter 378

So...

As soon as the dungeon opens, it’s rush, rush, rush!

Once inside the dungeon, it’s kill, kill, kill!

Then a group of players came stumbling out of the Secret Realm Space, looking disheveled.

Reality taught them that sheer passion cannot ignore the gap in Attributes!

Currently, they are all weaklings with All Attributes at 1 point, they can’t even beat the weakest Goblin in the dungeon.

Fortunately, these descending white Low Level dungeons are somewhat humane, and upon entering, there’s only one lone small monster waiting for them to test their hands.

If there were two small monsters, it would definitely cause heavy casualties among the players.

The only good news to be thankful for is that after global data incorporation, as long as your health bar isn’t emptied, you won’t die.

However, the pain in the dungeon is real, but it won’t leave you without limbs. As for outside the dungeon, it’s business as usual; if you tempt death, you can’t blame anyone else.

Otherwise, the newly opened dungeon would absolutely be littered with bizarre corpses.

And players who die in the dungeon, their corpses won’t remain in the dungeon permanently.

Instead, at the daily 0:00 dungeon refresh, they’ll be ejected from the dungeon, left at the dungeon door, as if saying, someone come clean up the place~.

In the entire Huaxia Empire, with a population of over ten billion, among the myriad players, there are always some who perform splendidly, and some who keep their wits about them and think of solutions.

Since the Empire’s official announcement for the nationwide opening of the Secret Realm.

In merely half a month, a large group of "advanced players" emerged, and soon all sorts of strange and unusual maneuvers began.

In some dungeons located in open areas, all sorts of stall setup people appeared, selling a variety of items.

Like a treasure chef’s knife passed down for hundreds of years, or the large cleaver from a meat stall at the market’s butcher stand.

In short, all kinds of strange things can be found at these stalls.

Once the first batch of players returned from their dungeon haul, the street market became even more lively!

Cards of all kinds appear on the stalls, becoming the focus of many players’ attention.

Equipment Cards, Skill Cards, and Miscellaneous Cards all make an appearance in the market, boosting players’ enthusiasm for dungeon diving.

However, by this time, many players have sobered up from their feverish excitement.

To do good work, one must first sharpen one’s tools.

Under nine years of compulsory education, this principle has long been familiar to citizens of the Huaxia Empire.

Thus, a grand shopping spree began prior to the exploration, stores faced a frenzy of shoppers, especially those previously more niche shops.

Such as stores exclusively for making and collecting cold weapons like knives, spears, swords, and halberds, received their largest batch of customers, emptying their warehouse stocks and even scheduling orders a month out.

If not for the Huaxia Empire’s strict control over guns and ammunition, the streets today would probably have already fallen into the rhythm of daily shootouts and endless police sirens.

But firearms are not invincible; in the real world, after the global dungeon descent, the potency of firearms and explosives has sharply decreased, yet still deters unlawful forces and extreme organizations.

However, once firearms and explosives enter the dungeon world, they undergo substantial suppressions and weakening, whether in range or power, they can’t even match the damage of some cold weapons.

Otherwise, the Empire Military’s dungeon exploration progress wouldn’t be so slow, taking a full month while sacrificing many Warriors’ lives.

In the end, they still resorted to missile bombardment, consuming dozens of times of artillery rain, to conquer the dungeon.

Actually, Mo Qingchen was also one of the experimenters, thanks to his family background, acquiring guns and ammunition was no big deal.

Confidently, he entered the Howling Cave with a large caliber sniper rifle and a handgun, intending to slaughter his way through, push the dungeon horizontally, and reap Top-Grade Cards to reach the pinnacle of life.

Hmm, reality gave him a loud slap, knocking him to the ground, then stomped on him.

The damage of firearms in the dungeon world is less than half of the Alloy Saber he acquired!

Gannian!

With the Alloy Saber, he could barely break the Swift Dragon’s defense, but with firearms, he couldn’t even breach the defense. What’s the point of playing then!

That’s why someone was willing to join the pit-digging business.

Among the general players, there are always those with exceptional Talent, and always some "lucky players."

According to incomplete official statistics on the first day, over a billion cards are already circulating in the market, with a few Green Excellent-level Cards emerging.

Some thousands of players seem to be kissed by the dungeon itself, returning with dozens of cards after a single dungeon.

It was even revealed that Sub-profession Card such cool items were found.

To date, since the nationwide opening of the dungeon, over a hundred billion cards are circulating, although most are of extremely low quality types.

Those high-quality cards are either privately collected or bought at high prices by major powers.

No one is foolish, everyone knows what high-quality cards represent, especially those Professional Cards, each appearance means a sky-high transaction.

If not for the tight official control, various murder cases would probably occur.

No matter how chaotic the outside world gets, Mo Qingchen doesn’t pay much attention; after all, the dungeon in his own home isn’t finished yet, where’s the time to care about the outside world.

Just past midnight, the alarm on his wrist smart terminal sounded.

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