[Entering single player dungeon!]
[Single player dungeon is a special dungeon]
[Difficulty confirmed: Sixth dungeon difficulty]
[Note: Extra force has intervened, difficulty has changed …]
[Difficulty confirmed: Unknown]
[Character template has changed!]
[A. Player's special organs [Fusion Heart], [Dawn Force], [Plague Force], and [Saint Thorn Force] have been sealed.]
[B. All player's equipment has been temporarily placed in player's room, unable to be brought into the dungeon world.]
[C. Player's contracted creatures, Fire Raven and Frost Wolf have been temporarily placed in player's room, unable to enter the dungeon world.]
[D. All player's attributes have been reduced to E +, all skills have been reduced to Musou level, will recover upon exiting the dungeon world.]
[E. Player is unable to acquire equipment through killing]
[F. Player has completed main and sub missions, rating increased]
[G. When player completes the dungeon, extra rewards will be acquired]
[Background: History is written by the victors, truth and falsehood are separated by a single thought. A thousand years have passed and the world has changed. There are no more transcendents in this land, the mystical realm has become a legend. Only you know what the truth of the past is, but …]
[Main Mission: Within 180 days, let enough people know about the "real world"!]
[Temporary language pack, disappears upon exiting the dungeon]
[Clothing, backpack, weapons, and other items remain unchanged, temporarily altered appearance, will recover upon exiting the dungeon]
[Note: This is a special dungeon mission, you cannot fail. Once you fail, you will face the most dreadful situation.]
…
The white background made the words on the LCD screen very clear. When the words were printed on Kieran's face, it added an extra layer of coldness to his already expressionless face.
"Not only did it seal my core strength, I can't even bring my equipment with me!
"More importantly …"
All my attributes have plummeted to the peak of a mortal? "
Kieran took a deep breath, feeling the weakness in his body.
It was awkward.
It was unbearable.
Kieran even felt a little dizzy, and his breathing became labored. He could not even lift his spirits as he stood there, as if he was suffering from a bad cold.
"What a bad start!"
Kieran muttered softly.
Then, more dizziness started.
He knew he was about to enter the dungeon world.
What was waiting for him?
Kieran's heart was filled with anxiety.
After all, this time was different from the past.
Compared to entering the Unique Title Dungeon, there were more special circumstances.
The dizziness was getting stronger.
When Kieran reached his limit and was about to fall asleep, the [Reverse Bracelet] on his wrist suddenly shone brightly.
Kieran, who was supposed to be asleep, suddenly woke up.
Then, lines of text began to appear on his retina.
[The Wisher is praying …]
[Authentication begins!]
[Authentication passed!]
The rules have changed!
…
"Change?"
"What changes?"
Kieran was taken aback. He carefully checked again, but there were no changes at all. The system notifications before and now were the same. His body was still extremely weak, and his abilities, equipment, and items had not changed.
Just as Kieran was frowning in thought, a tidal wave of darkness suddenly appeared and instantly drowned him.
When the light reappeared, he was already in a very bright room.
The room wasn't big, but it was noisy.
A row of five sets of mirrors took up most of the space in the room. Kieran was sitting in front of a mirror, and behind him and on both sides of the mirror were people walking back and forth. There were men and women, holding different kinds of things in their hands, and all of them looked anxious.
"Hurry up! Hurry up! "
"Clothes! Clothes! "
"I want a dress! Not a pair of suspenders! "
"Get me a wig!"
"The long black one, not the golden ponytails!"
…
Kieran frowned.
He was already weak and uncomfortable, and now he felt like his head was going to explode.
However, he had to endure it and started to analyze the situation before him.
"Dressing room?
The TV station's dressing room? "
Kieran's eyes went through the opened door and glanced over the many clothes hanging on the walking rack in the corridor further away and the staff with their work cards.
The labels on the work cards were enough to let him know where he was.
However, before Kieran could search for more information, he had to stop.
An alluring man was walking towards him with an eyebrow pencil in his hand, and judging from the man's intention, he was going to draw his eyebrows.
Aside from the fact that Kieran didn't have the habit of drawing eyebrows, the man's alluring gesture alone made Kieran feel conflicted.
"Wait, I don't need it."
Kieran said straightforwardly.
"Not used to it?
You know you'll be in front of the camera later!
And it's going to be a live broadcast!
If you don't fix it, your face … Hmm, your temperament is not bad, but your face is a little ordinary.
But don't you worry!
As long as I fix it up a little, you'll definitely make people's eyes light up. "
It wasn't the first time the alluring man met someone like Kieran, so he quickly explained without any impatience on his face.
Of course, if he didn't cover his mouth and laugh, it would be even better.
"I think I'm fine now."
Kieran leaned back in his chair and tried his best to distance himself from the man before he said.
Although his attributes plummeted, his peak Intuition allowed him to pick up the scent of cosmetics and perfume on the man.
Even though it wasn't pungent, he wasn't used to it.
"You really don't need it?
Although you're just a guest of the show, if you have a good looking face, you'll have a big advantage.
Even if this is a show about shamans, it's the same.
A pleasing shaman or a common shaman, it's obvious who will get more support. "
The man persuaded Kieran patiently.
At the same time, he changed from standing and looking down at Kieran to sitting beside Kieran, talking to Kieran as if they were on equal footing.
It seemed like the man had decent conversational skills.
Plus, his words were reasonable, and if it was someone else, they would surely cooperate.
But Kieran was different.
His persistence in certain aspects prevented Kieran from compromising.
However, the information in the man's words still attracted Kieran's attention.
The importance of information in an unfamiliar environment was self-explanatory.
A shaman show?
With some guesses in his heart, Kieran rejected the man with a firmer attitude.
"The most important thing about a shaman is their ability, not their looks.
An actor needs looks, and I'm not an actor.
Even though I'm here.
But I have my own persistence. "
Kieran said.
"Persistence?
Is that so?
Then I wish you good luck … 2567, your name is really weird. I mean no harm, I'm just saying, I hope I can see you again. "
Lyn Amie smiled and extended his hand.
Kieran hesitated for a while before extending his hand as well.
Both of them shook hands before Lyn Amie walked out.
Lyn Amie didn't tell Kieran his name.
Maybe he wanted to talk about it next time, or maybe he thought it would be hard to see Kieran again.
Who knew?
Kieran returned to his normal self. He checked his body, hoping to find the so-called 'changes to the rules'. At the same time, he sized up his surroundings and pricked up his ears to listen to the conversations around him.
However, he got nothing.
He didn't find anything, and the people around him were mostly gossips, nothing valuable.
Half an hour later …
“2567？”
“2567？”
"It's your turn!"
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