Feeling that his condition had beco unprecedentedly good, Wang Zhifan then checked his personal panel to understand his latest status.
[Na: Wang Zhifan.]
[Status: Normal.]
[Title: Dragon Slayer (Peak Level).]
[Level: Lv8.]
[Experience: 12/100.]
[Profession: Saber Wielder.]
[Physique: 105.]
[Strength: 112.]
[Agility: 105.]
[Spirit: 111.]
[Skills: Basic Saber Technique Lv8, Flow of Mind Lv8, Sprint Lv8, Innate Talent Lv8, Summon Red Deer Lv7.]
[Cultivation Technique: Great Dream Saber Scripture (Outstanding) Lv2, Pure Yang True Skill (Outstanding) Lv0, Wind and Thunder Heaven-Treading Skill (Outstanding) Lv0, Infinite Golden Body Skill (Outstanding) Lv0.]
[Special: Supre Blood (Epic), Source Power of Ice (Epic), Ascender (Outstanding), Tiger Soul True Pattern (Rare).]
[Equipped: George’s Magical Sound System (Outstanding), Tulimor’s Whip (Rare), Demon Slaying Belt (Rare), Evil Spirit’s Inspiration (Rare), Giant Strength Bracelet (Rare), Invisible Deceitful Clothing (Outstanding), Jade Silk Armor (Rare), Deceitful Shadow Shoes (Outstanding), Immortal Deceit Ring (Epic), Ape King’s Fury (Rare), Sea God’s ditation (Rare), Chapter of Obscurity (Rare).]
[Portable Space: Rog’s Legacy (Outstanding), Demon Summoning Horn (Rare), Demon Necklace (Rare), Demon Dragon Ring (Outstanding), Demon Dragon Battle Armor (Outstanding), Thunder Dragon Fury (Outstanding), Monster Nest (Outstanding), Hunger Belt (Rare)...]
"All of my attributes have surpassed 100 points, and with the boost from the Giant Strength Bracelet, my strength attribute has reached a maximum of 112 points."
Wang Zhifan imdiately noticed that the most obvious change on his panel was his personal attributes, which had beco dramatically different, reaching ten tis the level of an average person under the 50-point boost of the Epic Supre Blood.
This enhancent not only ant Wang Zhifan’s strength beca greater and his speed faster, but it also represented a significant improvent in many aspects. For example, many pieces of equipnt whose effects were linked to attribute levels would now function near their limits, creating a substantial gap between him and other players.
"One, two, three..."
Wang Zhifan then started counting the new equipnt displayed on his panel that he had acquired in this dungeon. Excluding the nurous Fine Layer items, he had obtained no fewer than 11 Rare Layer pieces of equipnt, including 4 Outstanding Layer items, not to ntion the Epic Layer Supre Blood.
"Sothing’s not right... I’ve beco this wealthy in just two days in this dungeon, yet the obstacles I faced were hardly challenging... Is the ga intentionally fattening up?"
Reflecting on past dungeon experiences, Wang Zhifan imdiately sensed that this dungeon was quite unusual because he realized that his developnt here had been extraordinarily smooth, almost like a paradise for farming equipnt. Although there were obstacles, they were trivial compared to his strength, and his gains were almost elentary.
"I feel I need to be more discreet and cautious... I absolutely must not beco arrogant and reckless just because things are too easy and smooth... Otherwise, there are bound to be huge troubles awaiting ... like the hell and abyss ntioned in the Supre Blood’s description... which is probably the big pit this dungeon has prepared for ..."
Calming down and thinking in reverse, Wang Zhifan ford a hypothesis in his mind that the ga had possibly placed him in such a resource-rich dungeon with a sinister intent, aiming to exploit his increasingly inflated and arrogant state to guide him into an unrecoverable abyss.
One key hint was that through communication with NPCs and so item information panels, it was clear that deities existed in this dungeon world. The Epic Supre Blood he had just absorbed was said to be the gift of hell and abyss, suggesting that, in this dungeon world, his current strength made him quite weak. Although he was very powerful compared to the majority of this world’s inhabitants, he was indeed just a re weakling compared to the deities capable of bestowing such divine items through re rituals. Ignoring this point could lead to an extrely grave misjudgnt and potentially to catastrophe.
"Then how might this dungeon set up a conflict between these entities and ... Even with my arrogance and smooth achievents, I wouldn’t directly provoke them. There must be so interdiate item or event connecting us, resulting in my calamity..."
As thoughts rapidly flashed through his mind, Wang Zhifan, initially joyful over the trendous gains from this dungeon, gradually entered a calm state, starting to examine all potential traps.
First, he looked at the crystal ball that had previously contained the Supre Blood and was now replaced in its position. Then he glanced at Mr. Rogen, lying on the floor covered in blood-stained scars, whose face had turned ashen, and he began to develop an idea.
At that mont, he suddenly wore a smile, crouched in front of the eyes-gazed Mr. Rogen, whose body was frozen, and spoke to him in a gentle voice:
"Baron, how are you feeling? Do you need treatnt?"
In his words, it seed as though his attitude towards Mr. Rogen had suddenly shifted, no longer looking like he was about to torture and interrogate him to death as before.
However, Mr. Rogen was not only severely wounded from Wang Zhifan’s previous whip lashes but also spiritually darkened from losing the long-coveted treasure to him. He had no response to the sudden display of concern, appearing on the verge of death from despondency.
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