"Just like what Rachel said, messy and messy."
The moment they entered 13th Wallway Street, Lemour, the Alchemist, made a direct comment.
Kieran didn't mind at all.
His first rule when arranging his room was to be able to find what he needed, and the second rule was to be clean and tidy.
If the second rule went against the first rule, the second rule would be ignored.
"Everyone has their own habits."
Kieran replied.
"Where's the stuff?"
Lemour the Alchemist was smart enough not to argue with a man about the cleanliness level of a room.
It was like a man arguing with a woman about the meaning of shopping, it was a waste of effort.
If she had the energy, she might as well drink more water.
"This."
Kieran then passed the bottle with [Barrier Water] to Lemour.
As a matter of fact, the moment Kieran got the bottle, he contacted Lemour.
Kieran wouldn't simply use an item from an unknown organization, let alone when it was labeled as' mixed with something you can't understand at the moment '.
Pak!
Lemour the Alchemist opened the bottle and fanned it with her hand.
Kieran didn't stop her.
He believed in Lemour's professional knowledge, which was why he contacted her.
Lemour didn't disappoint.
"Interesting! Interesting!
"I need more time to analyze it."
"It'll take about a week or two."
Lemour said.
"No problem."
Kieran nodded.
"100K Points.
No discount! No favors! "
Lemour quoted a price.
"Okay."
When he had no other choice, Kieran would show his decisive side. Of course, the pain in his heart was something only he knew.
The contract was signed.
Lemour the Alchemist left with [Barrier Water]. When she opened the door, Kieran sharply sensed that Raven the Loner's cat was in front of 13th Wallway Street. Although Kieran didn't know where Raven the Loner was, if his cat was here, he must be nearby as well.
Of course, due to the contract between the two of them, Kieran did not say anything. He sent Lemour off with his eyes and returned to his room.
The Old Book, who had been hiding, walked out.
"My lord."
After bowing at Kieran, Old Book continued reading [Animal Follower Training Book (Copy)].
Since Kieran had temporarily given the task of teaching the Fire Raven and Frost Wolf to Roland, he naturally hoped that Roland could do his best.
Thus, he did not disturb the other party.
Kieran walked straight to the sofa that belonged to him.
After he sat down, he opened up his character tab.
His Strength, Agility, Constitution, and Spirit, which was his highest attribute to begin with, were all boosted up after devouring the Devourer. Kieran couldn't help but gasp when he looked at his SSS + Intuition, which was still at SSS +.
No one knew the importance of Intuition more than he did.
When he first chose the path of a lone wolf, his high Intuition was one of the sources of his confidence.
In an unknown dungeon world, one would run into more unknown dangers, and a higher Intuition was always one of the biggest insurance against the dangers.
Besides, Kieran knew that the best way to measure a person's strength was not by looking at their strongest point, but their weakest point.
So, Kieran raised his Intuition without a second thought.
[Used 5 Golden Attribute Points …]
[Spirit SSS + → ZZ (New I)]
…
The five Golden Attribute Points he had earned from the last dungeon were all invested into his Intuition. His eyes, ears, nose, and tongue all felt a little cool, as if he had applied mint on them. It was a little stimulating, but it was cool and comfortable at the same time.
Then, he felt a slight breeze on his skin. Instinctively, Kieran opened his eyes.
Further away, the Canberlanor Book was quietly flipping the pages of a book.
The 'breeze' came from the flipping of the pages.
Kieran couldn't hold back his smile when he sensed the change.
Every single attribute would have an obvious change after reaching the Advanced Rank, especially the attributes that were extremely compatible with one's body.
For example, his Spirit and Intuition.
Kieran knew he was good at Spirit and Intuition a long time ago.
At first, before he used the Golden Attribute Points, compared to the other attributes which were F, his Spirit and Intuition were both F +. As he grew stronger, the difference between the two attributes became more obvious.
He was looking forward to knowing what it would be like when his Intuition reached V.
But definitely not now!
Kieran still had to go through the next step of adjustments.
That's right, not upgrading his existing skills with Golden Skill Points, but adjustments!
When Kieran realized that he could level up his skills through practice, and it might even provide him with new insights, Kieran already had the thought of upgrading his skills through practice.
When his attributes reached a higher level, not only did he need Golden Attribute Points, but he also needed Golden Skill Points, Kieran was even more certain of his thoughts.
Of course, the main reason was that his core skills had reached a point where he couldn't level them up with Golden Skill Points.
Otherwise, Kieran would have invested as much as he could into them.
As for the other support skills?
Whether he leveled up or not, his strength wouldn't change much, so it was natural for him to do some experiments.
For the next few days, Kieran didn't leave 13th Wallway Street.
Other than practicing more skills, he was thinking about [Hero and Villain] dungeon world.
No doubt it was a very deceptive dungeon world.
It was called Hero and Villain, but in fact, there was an Otherworld hidden deep within.
Even though Kieran had experienced it once, he wasn't sure what was going on in that Otherworld.
However, one thing was for sure: it had a great value in this dungeon world.
Not just the Mordin's Sculptures that could increase Devil Force, but it could also evolve many other items and equipment.
It was obvious that opportunities and dangers coexisted.
But because of that, it made the dungeon world more attractive, right?
Kieran was filled with anticipation for the dungeon world.
Time flew, and soon, when the dungeon cooldown reset, Kieran tidied up his backpack and items before he clicked on the option to enter.
The words popped up again.
[Entering Special Single Player Dungeon]
[Dungeon Difficulty: 8th Dungeon]
[Background: This is a strange world with heroes and villains that surpass common men. They attack each other and fight for their own ideals. Your 'righteous' deed has earned you quite the reputation in this city. You are well known by the people, but the dead villains will only attract more villains, they are eyeing this city covetously …]
[Main Mission: Fend off those malicious supervillains within 12 weeks (The more you fend off, the higher the rating)]
[Temporary language pack, disappears upon exiting the dungeon]
[Clothing, backpack, weapons, and other items remain unchanged, temporarily altered appearance, returns to normal upon exiting the dungeon]
[Note: This is your special dungeon, you cannot fail the main mission. Once you fail, the game will be disqualified!]
…
After the words vanished, Kieran appeared in an unfamiliar room.
It wasn't the familiar 17th Randletine Street, neither was it the rebuilt 99th Smorewill Street.
It was a … sickroom?
That's right, a sickroom!
It was white in color and reeked of disinfectant.
Kieran?
He was tied to the bed, from his shoulders all the way to his feet, there were a total of 6 straps that bound him tightly.
After a slight test, Kieran was able to tell that each of the straps had a very reasonable design, to the point that a common man couldn't even move.
However, the thing that annoyed Kieran the most was a mask that he wore on his face.
It didn't just prevent him from expressing himself clearly, it even made him feel suffocated.
The only fortunate thing was that his strength didn't vanish.
That's right!
His strength was still there.
The equipment and items were also in the cabinets. He couldn't see them, but he could feel them.
In simple words, all he needed to do was exert a little strength and he could break free.
However, Kieran didn't do that.
The vigilant Kieran wanted to know what was going on.
Or, to be more precise, why was he here?
Pak!
Just as Kieran was pondering, the sickroom door was violently pushed open.
A buff male nurse walked in. Kieran slightly raised his head and saw his face.
"Odork?"
Kieran looked at the person in front of him in astonishment.
Odork was once an amateur robber, a coward who was good at bluffing. After he awakened his transcendence powers, he was known as Bloodman.
After Kieran used [Mesly Ring] to control him, he became a rather capable subordinate.
However, Odork didn't have the consciousness of being a subordinate at all. He didn't even care about the muffled words that came out of Kieran's mouth. He walked to the bed and pressed down hard.
The whole bed stood up.
It was then that Kieran realized the bed that he was tied to could move.
Odork pushed him through the door and into the corridor.
The corridor was long and narrow, only a single bed could fit through. The corridor was a hundred meters long and every few meters, there would be a windowless door.
All the doors were shut tight without exception.
Kieran couldn't see anything and couldn't hear anything.
All he could hear was the wheels of the moving bed squeaking and Odork's heavy breathing behind him.
It was obvious that Odork's stamina was weak.
Even so, he didn't slack off.
He pushed Kieran to the end of the corridor without pause.
At the end of the corridor, an elevator appeared. There was a 3F sign above the elevator and beside it was a trash can with an ashtray filled with cigarette butts.
Kieran took a quick glance at the elevator before Odork pushed him over. He turned his back to the elevator.
There was still no window on the other side of the elevator.
As a matter of fact, until now, Kieran didn't even know whether it was day or night. The dim light from the elevator was useless other than providing light.
Tak!
The sound of a cheap disposable lighter being pressed rang out.
The smell of cigarette smoke filled the air.
Odork smoked from head to toe, and when he pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray again, he pressed the elevator button.
Ding!
The elevator bell rang. Kieran, who was staring at the wall, was dragged into the elevator.
It was no different from a common elevator.
On the right was the floor number and the emergency number.
The floor number was 1F to 6F and the emergency number was red.
Odork reached out and pressed 5F.
He didn't care about Kieran at all, he didn't even look him in the eye.
When the elevator reached the fifth floor, Kieran was pushed out.
Unlike the third floor, there were a lot more people on the fifth floor.
Some elderly in wheelchairs and blankets sat in front of the TV in the corner, and some strong middle-aged caregivers were chatting softly, chuckling from time to time.
Of course, there were young people among them!
They were the majority of the group.
But …
When Kieran was pushed out of the elevator, the young people gathered from every corner of the lobby.
They looked at Kieran coldly.
Not a word.
Their expressions were stiff.
The situation was still spreading. The caregivers stopped chatting, the elderly stopped watching the TV, and all of them looked at Kieran with cold gazes.
Time seemed to have frozen at that very moment.
"GET LOST!
"Get out of my way!"
Odork shouted loudly and twisted his buff body, creating a path for Kieran among the young people.
Odork changed from pushing Kieran to dragging him forward.
Behind him, Kieran heard whispers.
Madman!
Pervert!
That was the main description.
Devil!
Murderer!
Embellishment!
"I'm telling you, behave yourself later.
This is one of the few chances you have to defend yourself.
Of course, I'm not being nice.
I just don't want to push you around every day in fear. You should be somewhere else, why are you here? "
Odork mumbled as he dragged Kieran forward.
Kieran squinted his eyes, not saying a word.
He looked at Odork before him and then at the destination that Odork was heading to: the director's office.
Under the nameplate of the office, there was a name: Ferris.
Ferris used to be a teacher, but after he awakened his talent, he became the Freezer. Before Kieran took control of him, he was a mercenary.
"Ferris?"
Another familiar name popped up, causing Kieran to have some guesses about what would appear in the office.
Just as Kieran expected, when the door was pushed open, he saw Chief Pudder and Emma Eddie.
Chief Pudder was still in his uniform, but Emma Eddie was different.
However, Emma Eddie was different. Her leather jacket, T-shirt, jeans, and buzz cut were all gone. She was dressed very professionally and carried a briefcase in her hand.
When Kieran was pushed in, both of them were talking.
"Doctor Eddie, I hope you can use your professional knowledge to tell whether that bastard is really crazy or just faking it!"
"Yes, Chief Pudder."
The conversation was short and ended abruptly when Kieran was pushed in.
"Call me if you need anything, I'll be right outside."
Chief Pudder brought Odork outside and closed the door.
Bang!
The sound of the door closing echoed in the room. Emma Eddie, the girl from the lowest class in Kieran's memory, looked at him elegantly with a smile.
Then …
She took out a knife from her briefcase and tried to stab Kieran.
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