Legend has it that there are priceless treasures in this dungeon.

Just kill the Guardian of the third layer, get the key, and make your way to the bottom, and you will become the richest person in the world.

But so far, no warrior has ever been there!

Can you do it? Brave adventurers?

“...... Who wrote this slogan? How can humans be interested in our toilets? ”

Dressed in gold armor and red robes and without a helmet, Lott walked on the clean obsidian floor, walked through the hallway, reached out and pushed open the double doors in front of him, and a large royal chair appeared at the end of the hall.

"What do you remember? Maria? ”

Behind Lott was respectfully followed by a woman dressed as a deacon in a black tuxedo.

She has silver-white single ponytail hair that hangs down to the waist, and on that shocking fair face, there is a bit of a gentleman-like neutral beauty.

"I'm really sorry, my subordinates don't know."

The butler, named Maria, replied respectfully, with a very decent gesture.

Lott glanced back slightly, didn't say anything, came to the king's chair, turned around and sat down, his right hand clenched his fist to support his cheek, and his left hand pointed forward, and suddenly, a huge number of virtual images appeared in front of him.

It shows the activity status of each adventurer in this dungeon, between the various floors and regions.

Lott sat on the throne like this, holding his cheek and drinking the wine poured by the butler, looking at the adventurers in the image in front of him like a fool.

Every move of human beings is monitored under the nose of the Demon King.

Once upon a time, he himself was one of these fools......

Lott was originally just a top student on Earth, watching the video at home, and in a blink of an eye, he was here.

However, he did not cross through the body, but his soul pierced into the body of a brave man named Lot, but as soon as he crossed over, the brave man who was fighting with the demon king was accidentally chopped to death......

It was a bit embarrassing, but soon, the old demon king reshaped his body, made adjustments to his race by the way, and finally dropped a sentence:

You will be the next ruler here.

After it was over, it disappeared, and since then, Lott has the physique of a demon king, the skills of a brave, and the memory and cognition of the earth's top students, a trinity, and has become a new dungeon lord.

Retracting his thoughts, Lot, who was shaking his red wine glass, asked the housekeeper beside him slowly:

"You're just like me, because of the change of lord, so both your body and your memory are all up-to-date, right, Maria?"

The latter respectfully said yes.

Just as they were talking, there was a bang, and the door was kicked open, and a large number of human adventurers poured in: "Die, demon!" ”

Listening to the other party's arrogant words, the demon king threw the cup in his hand on the ground, then got up and drew his sword and fought with the other party for hundreds of rounds, and finally because of physical exhaustion, he fell to the ground and disappeared into a wisp of dust and smoke, and the surviving adventurer got the key left by the demon king, and left happily.

"Looking at it now, it feels like a monkey show."

It's still the hall, it's still the king's chair, and Lot, who is not wearing a helmet, is still sitting firmly on the throne, his right hand is holding the side face, and his left hand is shaking the wine glass, looking at the virtual image in front of him showing the scene of the adventurer vs. the demon king just now.

This happens once or twice almost every few days.

After the Demon King group stationed on the third layer was killed, the energy was transferred to the core source, and the new guardian was synthesized again, and then sat quietly on the cottage throne and waited for the arrival of the next group of adventurers.

"It's like a playground."

Lott sighed and drank the glass in his hand, while the housekeeper with the red wine bottle next to him respectfully filled it for him again.

At this moment, the front door was pushed open, this time the door of the real Throne Hall, not the copycat model house in the virtual image just now.

"Good afternoon, sama."

Entered, a goblin with a red hat and a white coat, who came up uneasily at Lot's nod, and after saluting, looked up and asked, "The ...... My lord, when will we pay this month's salary? ”

When Lott heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at the housekeeper next to him who was holding a wine bottle.

"We're already in arrears for three months' salaries, presumably from the previous lord, and I was supposed to report this to you later." Maria leaned over and said calmly.

Lott listened, and gradually fell into deep thought.

It's over, and the dungeon has to be declared bankrupt as soon as it takes over? I wouldn't have carried it like that.

With such a huge dungeon that can't even pay salaries, it's no wonder that the previous lord couldn't stand it and ran away with his burden.

The goblin watched quietly, his eyes full of worry, and seeing that Lott did not answer, he asked again: "My lord, there is no energy, many facilities have been suspended, and even our old employees are almost unable to support it." ”

Energy is the key to keeping the entire dungeon running, and all the monsters here, including food and drink, can be transformed from energy.

And if the goblins are not replenished with energy, they will be like robots without electricity, and their bodies will deteriorate day by day, and eventually they will be completely paralyzed.

Without energy, nothing can be done.

What to do? Hurry up and find a way!

"What are we going to do? My lord? The goblin leader urged again.

Don't make noise, let me think!

Lott thought to himself, and at the same time looked up and stared at the adventurers in action in the virtual image.

Why does this dungeon host these adventurers all year round?

Because the energy is obtained from them!

Once a human adventurer enters the dungeon, the emotions they generate during the adventure will be absorbed by the core of the dungeon converted into energy, that is, the more adventurers come here, the greater the emotions they generate, and the more energy the dungeon will receive.

"When a human is nervous, hesitant, scared, and excited, he can only produce about 1 point of energy. When you cry with joy, you are angry, you are silent, you are silent, you are not happy, you will have more than 15 points—joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, these belong to the main emotions, that is, people often say great joy or great sorrow. ”

"But after all, it's still too little." Lott shook his head.

There is only a small amount of traffic here, and there are only those adventurers who come and go all year round, and they are so familiar with this place that even if they come across a treasure chest on the side of the road, they will not change their faces and hearts will not beat in their pockets, and then the emotions that give back to the castle only add 1 point of energy.

However, the cost of transfiguring out gold coins is much more, and this expenditure is completely disproportionate to the income.

In the long run, dungeons without energy will not be able to produce gold coins, and dungeons without gold coins will only make the number of adventurers drastically reduced - even if you take it, it will only add 1 emotional feedback, and there is an egg.

Is this city coming to an end?

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