Free Web NovelChapter 180: Chapter 180: This Guy Is Just Too Sinister!
He had already left his dungeon at this moment, but as the substitute manager here, he counted as half the owner.
He didn’t tell anyone that even after leaving his territory, there was always a complete surveillance projection inside his mind.
At first, it was unbearable—his head throbbed, crammed with images, things he wanted to see and things he didn’t, relentless both day and night, never fading from his mind.
He tried to adapt, but these images were simply beyond his control.
For a while, he’d spend restless nights, unable to sleep, but now...
Flying Eagle gazed at the surveillance image that filled his entire brain, and he saw: The moment Jiang Che uttered that killing the current half-finished dungeon manager would let someone take his place, over a dozen pairs of eyes on his own territory simultaneously looked up—staring at the floating eyeball above their heads.
At that moment, he was incomparably relieved that, even though he was outside his territory, he still had the surveillance feed flooding his mind.
Some only raised their heads for an instant, and he captured that murderous glance in a heartbeat; some knew he’d left the territory, and when they looked up at the floating eyeball overhead, instead of dodging, a hungry, ambitious smile played at their lips.
His expression didn’t change. He simply etched the faces of these people deep into his memory.
Maybe Jiang Che wasn’t lying to everyone. Kill him, and you could directly inherit this half-finished dungeon; you could even set up checkpoints, "register" the dungeon, and make it more complete.
Flying Eagle couldn’t help but let a cold smirk curve his lips.
Apparently, for the sake of humanity, he ought to sacrifice himself.
But that’s only if these people can actually kill him.
Only someone at Tier Thirteen or above can set an anchor point—yet this crowd, huddled in his domain for shelter, actually wants to kill him?
[I think I get it,] said Leng Feng earnestly. It wasn’t that he doubted Jiang Che’s words, but every step of his own analysis led to the same result: Jiang Che had no reason to lie to him. [Is there anything else I should be mindful of?]
He caught a key point in Jiang Che’s words—set up checkpoints, and the dungeon gains an owner.
No checkpoints, the dungeon is ownerless.
Does that mean, as long as there are checkpoints, even evil spirits can’t control an owned dungeon?
He had so many questions piling up inside, wanting to talk to Jiang Che in private.
Now, with the stream on and so many viewers, he couldn’t discuss too much here.
If the public knew that even he—Leng Feng—was just another chess piece controlled by evil spirits, humankind would lose all will to fight.
"There’s nothing else in particular. If anything, the only thing you need to pay attention to is—when setting up checkpoints, you must follow your own will." Jiang Che spoke seriously, sharing everything he knew.
"Maybe at first you’ve got an idea of what kind of dungeon you want. But when you actually start putting in the anchor point, you might find things aren’t as you imagined."
"If there’s a conflict, just follow the strongest impulse in your own mind."
This was the only ambiguous thing Jiang Che said.
Leng Feng considered it for a moment; he didn’t think it was a lie.
He too was puzzled. Whether relying on his own judgment or the lie detector he kept at hand, everything pointed to Jiang Che telling the truth.
As humanity’s leading figure now, he refused to believe he couldn’t tell truth from lies.
The livestream chat had fallen silent. As he and Jiang Che talked, the viewers were startlingly quiet.
Everyone just thought it was strange—why did Leng Feng trust Jiang Che’s words so much?
[Can we meet later? I’m heading your way right now.]
Leng Feng wanted to meet Jiang Che in person. With the Dark Forest expanding so rapidly, he wasn’t sure if different territories would still be able to communicate soon.
There was still plenty of land not yet swallowed by the forest, but sooner or later, that would change.
The forest devoured all life—an ordinary person trying to cross it would find it almost impossible.
He couldn’t be sure that, after settling into his dungeon, he would ever have the chance or time to come find Jiang Che again.
This seemed like their only opportunity to meet.
"Yeah. Just come directly to the dungeon," Jiang Che replied. "Enter through Red Pearl Mental Hospital’s entrance—then you won’t trigger any checkpoints."
Evil spirits’ dungeons were linked by buses made from Dark Forest wood, camouflaging themselves to move as part of the woods.
Every dungeon had a bus station. Only by entering through the specified entrance would you avoid being seen as an intruder.
This was the basic rule of dungeons. Of course, the Lord had the right to change that—if facing an enemy invasion, even someone coming through the proper entrance could still be pulled into a checkpoint.
Hearing Jiang Che’s words, the audience all breathed a collective sigh of relief. Nobody wanted Jiang Che to be a deliberate killer after all.
After all, so few people could plant anchors and set up dungeons. Most did not have the rank—at this point, they were just lambs waiting for the slaughter in this era.
[See! I knew it! We’re all fighting for humanity’s survival. Who’d kill on purpose, let people die and not lift a finger?]
[The three from Dragon Cloud Tower must’ve died because they didn’t enter through the main entrance.]
[Question: Is Jiang Che’s mental illness real or fake?]
[He’s always been looking for his parents—I heard he’s an orphan. Does anyone know who abandoned him and can help him find them?]
[Abandoned? Maybe he just got lost?]
[Brother Che, can people live in your dungeon too? Could you shelter a part of humanity there?]
...
No one from Dragon Cloud Tower spoke. They all knew their teammates had died in vain.
Jiang Che had said: Entering a dungeon through an unauthorized entrance would trigger the challenge; the audience was unanimous—they’d lost their lives for trespassing.
But their leader believed that as dungeon owner, Jiang Che must have a way to pause the challenge or let them survive.
Yet Jiang Che still chose to ignore them, chose to let them go to their deaths, chose to watch as the dungeon swallowed their blood and flesh and remained unmoved.
This man is terrifyingly cold-blooded!
The viewers no longer blamed him. Some even started to speak on his behalf.
Only the Dragon Cloud Tower’s master wanted to curse him. This Jiang Che—he was even more cold and heartless than he appeared!
[Mr. Jiang, what if a Lord who has already set checkpoints dies unexpectedly?] The Dragon Cloud Tower leader’s eyes flashed.
You could seize an ownerless dungeon—but what about an owned one?
"If you devour the Lord, you get all their power, but that method has a really high failure rate."
"If you just kill them, before dying, the Lord can gift the dungeon to someone they choose."
