Free Web NovelChapter 173: Chapter 173: Let the Pioneers Take the Lead
Dungeons can all level up, but doing so requires some rather strict conditions.
The gap between sss-level and ss-level dungeons is not just about energy or rank, but also a matter of understanding.
She had read human novels and storybooks; humans write fascinating fantasy novels, where advancing to the next stage always calls for an epiphany and a deeper comprehension of one’s realm.
She felt that the progression from ss-level dungeon to sss-level dungeon also needed a shift.
Just like Jiang Che, it’s a kind of spiritual elevation.
Suddenly, she realized something: the Evil Spirit Realm’s promotion slots were already filled. So, did the Human Realm have promotion slots?
"The Human Realm isn’t qualified." Ding Ning opened her eyes, her consciousness returning from over there. Though it was only a short interval, she’d recovered a bit.
"We tested this a long time ago—the Human World doesn’t have the qualification for sss-level dungeon promotion." She rested her chin in her palm, sitting in her chair.
This fact had long been known among the Lords. Only after verifying this did they dare to boldly create passageways between the Human and Evil Spirit Realms.
As for whether the humans themselves knew this, they simply didn’t care. For these fundamental things, just capture a few ordinary evil spirits and interrogate them for answers.
They’d never considered hiding it.
They only needed to know that the Human World didn’t possess sss-level dungeon promotion spots.
No promotion quota to sss-level dungeons meant humans absolutely couldn’t produce someone with sss-level Lord power.
So when Dark Star cultivated seeds among humans, they never worried that some overly strong human might emerge.
What worried them was if Dark Star fused all its seeds, its power might surpass that of all Lords.
That was their real concern.
Compared to the Evil Spirit Realm, the Human Realm is by nature a Superpower Realm; the other only became a Superpower Realm over time, through the channel connecting both worlds and gradual energy infusion.
Different realms are divided into different tiers. The Human Realm occupies a low-level plane.
Having no promotion slots is perfectly normal.
So she prepared another path for Jiang Che: clear ten dungeons, opening up an alternative route for human advancement.
The rising energy aura of Jiang Che’s dungeon abruptly ceased—Flying Tiger Group possessed extremely precise detection equipment.
On this point, Flying Tiger never tricked Jiang Che. Currently, according to Flying Tiger Group’s publicly released data, this newly emerged dungeon’s energy was already full, just a breath away from sss-level status.
"Everyone, come over here for a meeting." Flying Tiger Dad, Flying Eagle, posted a voice message in the group chat.
Human experts were constantly in touch, sharing information among themselves.
"I think we need to discuss what happens next for human society." Flying Eagle eyed his territory, the floating eyeballs like a bunch of surveillance cams.
He always felt like something was missing from his district, but couldn’t put his finger on it.
Ever since his daughter told him about anchor point placement, she’d vanished, and he hadn’t received any useful info since.
"Your place?"
"Haha, forget it—those eyeball monitors of yours creep me out."
"Let’s switch locations. How about outside the new dungeon? I need to take some people there anyway."
"Who would’ve guessed your livestream business would evolve into anchor point placement and end up spawning surveillance? You’re a born streamer spirit, man."
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In the group chat, side conversations inevitably turned to teasing.
"Alright, bring your people to the new dungeon area, then." Flying Eagle paid no mind to their jokes.
Though the floating eyeballs were undeniably odd, he felt they gave him a strong sense of security.
He could see every move made by anyone inside the dungeon—their actions were never out of his sight.
He wasn’t some peeping freak and had no interest in anyone’s privacy. He just needed everything to be within his visual grasp.
"Just start by bringing ten people each. I think everyone knows how important this dungeon is—it’s the only ss-level dungeon that’s both permanent and hidden."
"If we clear this dungeon, humanity will achieve a milestone in its battle against evil spirits."
"No need to send top-tier fighters, but don’t send weaklings either. What matters is defeating this dungeon without burning through our best combat power."
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Ideas kept flowing in the chat. Eventually, they agreed to a standard for the participating humans’ level.
Fifth tier.
Exactly a middle force—not strong, not weak.
What they selected were humans who’d lingered at this rank for ages; anyone with real talent had already advanced to sixth or higher, while below fifth still counted as growth phase.
"But Flying Eagle, how did your daughter get that anchor point placement info?" someone asked, puzzled. When the Dark Forest began to spread, with everyone thrown into confusion, Flying Tiger Group had announced a key update to all.
Namely, that high-tier humans could place anchor points and expand their own territory.
The Dark Forest would automatically avoid areas where territory had been set up.
"I don’t know. Since she gave me the intel, I haven’t been able to reach her." Flying Eagle shook his head. He had way too many questions—like why these bizarre things kept popping up after anchor point placement.
The countless floating eyeballs watching everyone—he liked the setup, but most humans found it utterly strange. If humans didn’t need refuge in his territory, he’d have been roasted by public outrage ages ago.
With those weird eyeballs surveilling everyone, for a moment he felt less and less human—their sudden appearance made him feel almost like an evil spirit himself.
"So, why aren’t you guys placing anchor points?" Flying Eagle asked, puzzled.
He had assumed that after he shared this, all the elite humans would hurry to plant anchor points and build their own domains.
But he was wrong—among the top experts, only a few had done so.
Like him, each lord’s territory spawned oddities, seemingly tied to their consciousness—manifesting as evolved forms of whatever they were most familiar with.
Some human experts placed them already; the rest hadn’t made a move yet.
"The Dark Forest is still far off—not urgent for now."
That’s one reason. Couple others: the weirdness, and doubts about whether the mechanism was fully refined yet.
Might as well let the others blaze the trail while the crisis hasn’t hit.
