[Background: The daughter of the great merchant, Hunter, has gone missing. As the best detective in the city, you have been hired to look for her. You will now head to the manor to find out what happened …]
[Main Mission: Find Altilly Hunter or her body within a month]
[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]
[Detected firearms and grenades do not match era, damage decreased by 50%, handgun reloading speed + 1 second, sniper reloading speed + 30 seconds]
[Hint 1: This is your first official dungeon. You can fail the Main Mission, but you will have to pay 100 Points as a penalty and your highest attributes will drop by 1 level. When your points are insufficient, your equipment will be deducted. When your equipment is insufficient, you will fail the game!]
[Hint 2: Title Mission will be activated in the official dungeon. Title Mission and Sub Mission are all hidden. Players will have to discover them on their own.]
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After the blinding light disappeared, Kieran's ears were filled with the sound of horse hooves and wheels running over the puddles between the stone slabs. Kieran's body was moving up and down rhythmically.
The heavy rain from the day before had left a lot of puddles on the road. Even though there were cleaners, they could only clear a large area of the puddles.
No matter how hard the cleaners worked, they would not be able to clear a small area like the stone slabs.
"A carriage?!"
Kieran was shocked as he stared at the carriage.
The carriage wasn't that big, it could only fit three to four people. The seats were divided into two sides, one at the front and one at the back. Kieran was sitting at the back, facing the front. He could clearly see the scenery outside through the window.
It should have been a street with a medieval feel.
Occasionally, an antique car would flash past, giving Kieran a rough idea of what era it was from.
The people on the street were wearing suits, long skirts, and umbrellas. They took off their hats to greet each other.
Kieran also changed into a black trench coat. He sized up the temporarily altered trench coat, especially the tobacco pipe and deerstalker hat that suddenly appeared in his hand. Kieran could not help but raise a brow when he saw the description of 'You are the best detective in the city' in the background.
If you cosplay Sherlock Holmes, give me a Watson!
A female version of him!
"Looking for someone? Decreased firepower? "
Kieran read the rest of the introduction seriously and frowned.
The decrease in the power of the gun and the increase in reloading time were undoubtedly very disadvantageous to Kieran. His combat power had decreased by at least 30%.
"So this is the restriction Lawless was talking about?"
Kieran couldn't help muttering to himself.
Before this, after three hours of waiting, Kieran finally got a chance to talk to the man, and the man generously told Kieran a lot of information.
Of course, this was built on the basis that the other party had gained a lot. Even if it was just a text conversation, Kieran could feel the other party's joy.
The information could be roughly divided into four parts.
First of all, the veteran players had built a secret bazaar in the game. It would be opened regularly every month, and any player could enter it for only 10 points. There were items and equipment that far exceeded the standard of the players' forums.
Second, the dungeon would have different restrictions depending on the environment and era. Some were good, some were bad, but most of them were the latter.
Third, the dungeon that the player went through would not become stronger because of the player's strength, but because of the number of times the player went through the dungeon. As the number of times increased, the dungeon's difficulty would become higher. Team dungeons were based on the average number of times the player had gone through the dungeon.
Lastly, the dungeon allowed players to fail, but there would be a price to pay, and as the number of times the player went through the dungeon increased, the penalty would become heavier.
"This is your first official dungeon. You can fail the Main Mission, but you will have to pay a ransom of 100 Points, and your highest attribute will drop by 1 level!"
As Kieran read the notification, Lawless' kind warning popped up in his mind.
"If you don't want to die an ugly death in the future, you must complete the Main Mission. Even if you can't complete it, you must recoup your losses!"
Kieran agreed with Lawless.
100 Points was nothing to Kieran, but losing his highest attribute by 1 level was not something Kieran could afford.
After all, that was the cost of leveling up his [Tracking] skill to Master level.
A total of 3,000 Points and 2 Skill Points!
Although the calculation was a little vague, it was not too much.
Besides, Kieran could imagine what would happen if he failed the Main Mission of a dungeon. What would happen to him?
It would be a never-ending cycle that would leave him stuck in the mud.
If he failed the first dungeon's Main Mission, his points and attributes would be deducted, and he would not have enough strength to face the second dungeon's Main Mission. If he failed again, his points would be deducted again.
After repeating the process a few times, the result was self-explanatory.
A player who was weaker than a normal person in every aspect had to face a ferocious monster. He would die a horrible death!
"Not only do I have to complete the Main Mission, but I also have to complete the Sub Mission and Title Mission as much as I can. Only then can I gain more advantages in future dungeons!"
When Kieran found out that the dungeon's difficulty would change based on the number of times he went through the dungeon, he knew what he had to do.
Besides, he had already gained the upper hand.
The newbie dungeon rewards were enough for him to surpass other newbie players.
Now that he was in the first official dungeon, Kieran did not mind expanding his advantage.
A worker must first sharpen his tools if he wanted to do a good job.
Kieran started to check and prepare.
He first looked at his original tactical backpack, which had completely changed at this time.
A 1.5 meter long, 45 centimeter wide wooden box was placed beside Kieran's hand. It had a pure black paint and was protected by two silver locks. A leather belt was threaded through the box to form a strap. Two keys hung on the strap, one big and one small.
When Kieran's finger touched the big key, some simple memories appeared in his mind, including but not limited to the basic knowledge of this era, the few people he was familiar with, his residence and so on.
After a little tidying up, Kieran picked up the small key.
Click!
Kieran used the small key to open the box.
There was a sniper rifle [Viper-M1], a pistol [M1905], a dagger, 5 [U-2] grenades, 3 canned food and 3 bottled water.
Even the magazines were neatly arranged.
Of course, the appearance of the equipment and items had changed a little. It was more in line with the knowledge of this era, but the way to use them was still the same.
Kieran heaved a sigh of relief.
If the way to use firearms had changed because of the era, it would be bad news for Kieran.
Although the [Firearm Weapon, Light Firearm] had reached Master level, there was no real way to use a firearm. It should be under the [Firearm Weapon, Special Firearm] category.
Kieran took out the dagger and the pistol [M1905] and pinned them to his waist, using his trench coat to cover them.
Then, after some thought, he took out the two [U-2] grenades and put them in the outer pocket of his trench coat.
Although the Main Mission was to find someone, Kieran was not naive enough to think that it would be enough.
There would definitely be some situations where he would have to fight.
Or rather, fighting and exploring was the main theme of an underground dungeon!
If it wasn't for the fact that the [Viper-M1] was too eye-catching and the trench coat could not cover it, Kieran would not have minded carrying it on his back instead of putting it in the box.
After all, he was the best detective in the city, not a musketeer.
Kieran had just entered the official dungeon, so he did not want to do anything that did not conform to the dungeon's settings.
Even if he was a musketeer, he might not be able to carry the [Viper-M1] in broad daylight.
This was not a city that was in chaos like the newbie dungeon.
It was a safe, peaceful, and slightly prosperous city.
At least, that was how it looked on the surface.
...
"Sir, we will be there soon!"
The wagoner informed Kieran through the window of the carriage. Two minutes later, the carriage came to a complete stop and the wagoner opened the carriage door.
Kieran alighted from the carriage with the box on his back and sized up his surroundings.
Just like the background description had said, this was a manor.
It had a lawn, a fountain, and a wall.
The huge five-story building before him was the center of the manor.
Kieran stood beside the mermaid fountain, looking at the white and blue exterior wall of the building. He could not help but think of the waves.
Especially the life-like mermaid statue in front of him, it made him feel like he was standing in the middle of the sea.
"The Hunter family had a naval general a hundred years ago!
Sir Kieran, I am the butler of the Hunter family! "
After a brief introduction, a kind-looking elder came up and bowed at Kieran.
The wagoner, with the help of a few young men, led the horses into the barn and pulled the wagon to one side of the barn.
Kieran glanced over the few young men.
Every one of them had a buff body and nimble limbs. It was obvious that they had gone through some combat training.
"The manor needs people to defend it. The police alone will not be enough!"
The kind-looking old butler explained and went straight to the point. "The master is waiting for you, sir. Please follow me!"
He made a gesture of invitation, and the kind-hearted old butler led the way in front.
Kieran nodded and followed the butler up the stairs, entering the building before him.
There was a wide corridor with a red velvet carpet on the floor and candlesticks on both sides of the wall.
After going through the corridor, the view before Kieran suddenly brightened up.
A unique hall appeared before Kieran's eyes. The chandelier hanging from the ceiling reflected the sunlight, making the whole hall look like it was sparkling and translucent.
However, the owner of the hall was frowning.
It was a middle-aged man with fair skin, a short stature, and a slightly plump body.
Behind him was a middle-aged woman with a sorrowful face.
Looking at the oil painting in the middle of the hall, Kieran could guess that it was his employer, Hunter, and his wife.
Although the oil painting was from ten years ago, the two of them had not changed much, so Kieran could still recognize them clearly.
"Mr. Detective, please help me!"
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