In this world, the Huaxia Empire is the giant.
So...
When the dungeon opens, it’s charge charge charge!
Once inside, it’s kill kill kill!
Then a group of players co stumbling out of the Secret Realm Space, looking battered and bruised.
Reality has taught them that relying solely on passion can’t ignore the differences in Attributes!
Now they’re all just weaklings with All Attributes at 1 point, unable to even take down the weakest Goblin in the dungeon.
Luckily, these descending white Low-Level dungeons are sowhat humane; entering the dungeon at least starts with a lone small monster waiting for them to test their skills.
If there are two monsters at once, that would definitely cause heavy casualties among the players.
The only good news is that after globalization, as long as your health bar isn’t emptied, you won’t die.
However, the pain inside the dungeon is real, though it won’t result in missing limbs, and outside the dungeon, the situation is as it is; if you seek death yourself, well, you have only yourself to bla.
Otherwise, the newly opened dungeon would surely be littered with all kinds of bizarre corpses.
And for players who die inside the dungeon, their bodies aren’t permanently left there.
Instead, they are expelled from the dungeon at daily refresh at midnight, dumped outside the dungeon’s entrance, as if saying, "Anyone here? Clean up the bodies~."
Throughout the Huaxia Empire, there will always be so players who perform excellently, and also others who keep a cool head and know how to strategize.
Ever since the Empire officially announced the opening of Secret Realms to all.
In just half a month, a horde of "high-level players" erged, and then all sorts of odd operations started.
In dungeons located in open areas, various people set up stalls, selling a wide array of items.
Like a legendary kitchen knife passed down for hundreds of years, or a large butcher’s knife for chopping ribs found at a at stall in a marketplace.
In short, all sorts of peculiar items can be found on these stalls.
When players gained their first loot and ca out of the dungeon, the street markets beca even more lively!
Cards of all sorts appeared at street stalls, becoming objects of fascination for many players.
Equipnt Cards, Skill Cards, Miscellaneous Cards all appeared in the market, further fueling players’ enthusiasm for joining dungeons.
However, now many players have co to their senses from the hotheadedness.
"Tools alone cannot perfect their work without sharp instrunts."
Under nine years of compulsory education, this principle is well known among the citizens of the Huaxia Empire.
Hence, the pre-exploration big purchasing began, and shops welcod a fervent group of shoppers, especially those lesser-known stores.
For example, specialty shops dedicated to cold weapon crafting and collection saw their biggest batch of custors yet, clearing out their warehouse stock and having orders backlogged a month out.
If not for Huaxia Empire’s strict governnt control over arms and ammunition, the streets might have already descended into daily gunfights, with police vehicles endlessly involved.
Yet firearms aren’t invincible. In the real world, after global dungeon descents, guns and bullets have significantly reduced in attack power but still deter illegal forces and extremist groups.
However, once firearms and explosives enter the dungeon world, they face severe suppression, and in terms of range and power, they can’t even match so cold weapons in damage.
If not, the Empire Military’s dungeon exploration progress wouldn’t be so slow, taking a month and sacrificing many Warriors’ lives.
In the end, they resorted to missile bombardnt, spending tens of tis the artillery fire to conquer the dungeon.
Actually, Mo Qingchen was one of the experinters; thanks to his family background, acquiring guns and ammunition wasn’t too difficult.
Confidently, he entered the Howling Cave with a large-caliber sniper rifle and a pistol, intending to slaughter his way through and dominate the dungeon, securing Top-Grade Cards, reaching the pinnacle of life.
Well, reality gave him a resounding slap, knocked him to the ground, and even stomped on him.
The firearm’s lethality in the dungeon world wasn’t even half of the damage done by the Alloy Saber he obtained!
Gannian!
With the Alloy Saber, he barely broke the Swift Dragon’s defense, while the firearm couldn’t even breach it; what’s the point of playing then?
So certain soone didn’t hesitate to join the pit-digging enterprise.
Among the general players, there would always be so with extraordinary Talent, and so lucky ones would be born.
On the first day of official tally, the number of circulating cards on the market already broke hundred million, also revealing so Green Excellent-level Cards.
There were even thousands of players seemingly blessed with luck, kissed by the dungeon, fetching back over a dozen cards in one dungeon.
Further bursting out, Sub-profession Card exemplifying such valuable items.
By now, after the dungeons were opened to everyone, the number of circulating cards on the market had long exceeded ten billion, but most were extrely low quality.
Those high-quality Cards, if not privately collected, were purchased by major forces at high prices.
No one is a fool; everyone knows what high-quality Cards an, especially those Professional Cards; each appearance commands a towering price.
If not for strict governntal control, cases involving various fatalities would surely erupt.
Regardless of the external chaos, Mo Qingchen didn’t pay too much attention; after all, his family’s dungeon’s aren’t even half done, where would he find the ti to care about the outside world.
Just past midnight, the alarm on his smart terminal wristwatch rang.
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