Free Web NovelChapter 177: Chapter 179: Life and Death Are Determined by Fate; Wealth and Honor Are in Heaven, Right, Jiang Che?
Jiang Che’s name carried weight—he was that lucky bastard who managed to escape alive from an SSS-level dungeon.
Later, he shocked everyone even more when he slipped out without a ticket.
In people’s minds, that small dungeon unexpectedly opened a path to the SSS-level rule dungeon—Six-Star Pond.
Countless humans entered the dungeon, hoping to fight for a rule dungeon, to fight for a better future.
They all boarded that bizarre bus, and after that, every single live stream cut out.
The rules of a rule dungeon were just too strong; no live broadcast could penetrate it. The moment you entered, the stream was severed.
Cutting off your own fingers, or killing your companions, cutting off their fingers, slicing off the bus conductor’s fingers...
Humans used any means necessary to get a ticket to Six-Star Pond.
Until, eventually, a puppet appeared, dressed in human clothes, looking like a humanoid planter box covered densely with fingers.
The bus conductor who had lost his fingers took the puppet and shoved it toward the incoming survivors at the station.
From then on, humans became terrified.
They had no idea what happened to anyone after they got on that bus and went into the dungeon.
Their sudden bravado was completely scared away by that puppet made into a finger planter box.
After that, everyone lost all information about the dungeon from the outside.
No one entered anymore; no one came out.
Luckily, when the dungeon wasn’t open, the human survivors had nothing to do but read files.
They just waited outside the dungeon, wanting to see who would emerge alive from the rule dungeon.
They labeled Jiang Che the lucky one who survived the SSS-level dungeon, but if someone actually emerged from the SSS-level rule dungeon, that person could only be a genius—not simply lucky.
But humans never met any survivors from the SSS rule dungeon. What they got was a strange plant crawling out from the entrance.
There were survivors livestreaming the scene, hoping to record the exact moment someone made it out of the SSS-level rule dungeon.
Cameras pointed at every angle of the dungeon entrance, hoping to catch the legendary moment of someone clearing it and coming out.
No human survivor showed up; instead, they saw a plant crawl out of the passage, its twisted black trunk adorned with grotesque, humanoid faces.
The cameras all captured that scene—the black tree trunk bursting out, gleefully spreading its branches.
Someone, out of curiosity, reached out to touch it. The instant their finger made contact, it got stuck.
From a healthy, fleshy human, the body shriveled into a dried-up stump in less than a minute.
After tasting the sweetness of life, the black tree lunged at the distracted humans nearby, instantly multiplying.
The cameras’ last view was the black tree branches multiplying madly, devouring life one after another.
The swarming branches crushed and destroyed the cameras; the scene stopped abruptly on the end of countless lives.
A lot of people had already followed Jiang Che’s account, though they considered his dungeon runs mostly luck.
But just like watching a game, there’s something satisfying about watching a luck god pull cards—even if it doesn’t feel fair.
As soon as Jiang Che started streaming, a crowd flooded in.
[Holy shit, he’s alive?]
[Wait, he survived the rule dungeon?]
[Huh? Wasn’t he just lucky? My mind’s melting.]
[What’s up with this stream title? ’Welcome to his dungeon’?]
[So, out of all those people entering the rule dungeon, is he the only one who made it out alive?]
...
The bullet chats instantly covered the entire screen. Viewers who squeezed into the live room saw Jiang Che standing in an archive room—behind him were stainless steel cabinets, densely packed folders, as if they were records of someone’s information.
They had way too many questions.
Like, how did you survive? What happened in the dungeon? Did anyone else make it out alive?
Flying Eagle received the news of Jiang Che’s stream immediately.
He watched silently on his phone. He hadn’t told anyone that his daughter was still alive; the anchor point info he gave out, he only claimed as intelligence he’d gotten, never revealing it came from his daughter.
When his daughter notified him, he also asked, What happened in the dungeon?
She only said it was too complicated to explain all at once.
All he knew was that she’d escaped successfully from the SSS dungeon—and advanced to Tier Two Peak.
After his daughter entered the dungeon, Jiang Che followed right after her.
[Your dungeon? What does that mean?] he typed.
Jiang Che looked at the barrage filling the screen; calmly, he picked up his phone and switched to the rear camera.
He didn’t speak. He just aimed the rear camera at the hallway outside, revealing the blood-colored crystal and a white spirit body.
He walked through the hallway, passing right through the blood-red crystal without absorbing it.
The white spirit body ignored him entirely, and when he passed by, it even bowed its head in submission.
Seeing this, the viewers gaped, their pupils filled with shock.
Before, they’d always watched dungeons from a third-person, challenger viewpoint. This was the first time they got a first-person view, someone strolling casually inside.
Rounding the corner, they saw the corpse of a Dragon Cloud Tower challenger, lying in the corner, half-embedded in the ground, seemingly being absorbed by the dungeon already.
Corpses in the dungeon didn’t need anyone to cleanup; the dungeon always absorbed them eventually.
Jiang Che didn’t pause—he kept moving forward.
The barrage had blown up.
[Holy fuck, this is your dungeon?!]
[Dungeon, are you actually human or an evil spirit?]
[Forget everything else—if this is your dungeon, why just watch your own kind die and not help?]
[Give me an answer.]
...
The Dragon Cloud Tower folks stepped up first. They’d thought their comrade had died from some disaster, some unknown dungeon effect, some uncontrollable forces.
And yet Jiang Che had stepped up, started a live stream, showed everyone the corpse, and said the dungeon was his??
[Answer me!!!]
The regular viewers had gone quiet, watching the enraged Dragon Cloud Tower leader, shivering even as they watched the stream.
Jiang Che looked at the barrage.
He didn’t answer that person’s question,
"As you all can see, this dungeon is mine."
"Nowadays, anyone strong enough to drop an anchor point and create a domain can set it as their own dungeon."
He stopped there, and the Dragon Cloud Tower leader wouldn’t let him finish, kept typing, [I want an answer—why did you kill our people?]
Before Jiang Che could speak, other humans stepped up.
[Leader, you’re out of line here. You break into someone else’s dungeon, life and death are up to fate. Am I right, Jiang Che?]
[So, how do you make your own dungeon?]
