Sotis, people's transformations really happen in an instant.
Gong Qiying would rather Irene's persona not change...
"Hey, hey, how did you co up with this design? I've never been able to figure it out."
"This route is so great, the feeling of accidentally spotting a shortcut is as wonderful as sucking the blood of a virgin!"
"Teach , please teach !"
A lump of black "Sli" circled excitedly around the micro model of the White Blood Church, chattering nonstop, with so words sounding like they were directed at soone else, while others seed like self-talk. Occasionally, it would even let out so strange, unsettling laughter...
Irene's current deanor is like an otaku who has found a fellow enthusiast.
This kind of introverted otaku personality seems quite common, right? Usually silent and gloomy, like a mushroom secretly growing in the rainy night, but when encountering a fellow enthusiast, they imdiately beco excited and keep searching for topics to discuss.
And even the way they speak is so puzzling; one look and you can tell it's a genuine otaku, the kind that would get bullied by blonde jocks in Arican comics.
Gong Qiying looked at the excited White Blood Dungeon Lord with utter speechlessness, unsure of what to say for a mont.
"So that's this guy's persona..." he muttered to himself, covering his face.
"Hey, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."
"It's nothing, don't worry about it."
"Oh, so can you tell how you designed these traps now? What was your ntal state like at the ti, and was there a climax while designing? I want to know more!"
I already have this urge to physically silence this peculiar creature.
Who knows why she suddenly beca like this; did the twists and turns in the White Blood Church wind her brain into new circuits?
Ever since erging from the White Blood Church, Irene's personality has changed as if she's a different person, especially when she loudly declared her intention to borrow the White Blood Church. Previously, it would have been impossible for her to loudly expose her desires like that.
"Shut up," Gong Qiying finally couldn't bear it anymore, and seeing that the other party had no intention of quieting down, added, "This is an order from the victor."
As soon as he said this, Irene imdiately zipped her mouth shut and obediently sat aside, awaiting orders.
However, although she still wrapped herself under an excessively large cloak, making it hard to see her face, her occasional trembling made it obvious that she was holding back a lot of things she wanted to say. The longer she suppressed them, probably the more explosive they would be when they finally burst out.
Indeed, people's personalities can be completely different in front of strangers compared to fellow enthusiasts. Why didn't anyone tell that her personality is so troubleso?
Gong Qiying glanced at Irene, and since she was constantly staring at him, she imdiately sensed his gaze and struck a pose of eager obedience, as if ready to listen to any command.
This feeling is almost like taming a Pokemon... no, saying it's more like taming a Pallu seems more fitting.
I originally had so questions to ask, but given the current situation, it's probably better for to ask later.
He needs to seize this mont of tranquility to enjoy it.
So Gong Qiying turned his head away again under Irene's intense gaze, and the enthusiastic look in her eyes imdiately turned to disappointnt, her previously upright posture wilting.
"..."
Instead, let's look at the distant White Blood Dungeon.
He focused his attention completely away from Irene and instead looked at the White Blood Dungeon.
As the victor in the dungeon battle, he now has the right to dispose of certain resources from the White Blood Dungeon. At this mont, to Irene, he receives the treatnt of a victorious power.
However, it's worth noting that battles between dungeons and deathmatches are ultimately two different concepts. Deathmatches are conflicts between relentless enemies, while battles, even among friends, can be just a casual bout, and they co in many free forms—even organizing a soccer match between monsters to determine the victor.
The stakes for the battles are also quite free—agreents can be ford before the battle or added after the fight, as long as the life of the opponent's City Lord is not taken.
Before the battle, Irene was so eager to please the only patron in front of her that she forgot to agree on the stakes for the duel with him. Now that she suddenly rembered, it was too late to supplent, and she could only look at Gong Qiying awkwardly.
The gaze from behind felt like a small dog praying not to have its entire inheritance taken away; this was the first ti Gong Qiying didn't feel the thrill of being a victor but rather a little conflicted inside.
Forget it, just focus and keep watching.
Irene hadn't ntioned the stakes beforehand, but the act of Gong Qiying taking out that Spiritual Power Card was essentially placing a bet.
Therefore, he could take sothing equivalent to one-tenth of the spiritual power cost of a Burning Furnace Golem.
...Thinking about it like that, it suddenly felt a bit pointless, as the value seed relatively low for the Sain Dungeon.
Everything in the White Blood Dungeon could have its price clearly marked by spiritual power, and he could select a certain number, including maps, monsters, items, etc. As for access rights, the cost of actually buying it turned out to be surprisingly high.
Gong Qiying looked at the micro model of the White Blood Dungeon displayed in front of him and found the structure sowhat interesting.
The areas above and below were all available for adventure, with only the central region providing long-term residence for outsiders. Each level was connected by complex roads, with even randomly appearing hidden shortcuts. The design of both the adventure areas and residential areas each had its unique clever elents.
At first glance, this White Blood Dungeon indeed seed to be a remarkable design, clearly infused with Irene's dedication.
He could consider borrowing so of these designs to improve Lake Lienia, where the residents had been working hard to renovate their living environnt. He might as well provide so appropriate support, as a reward for the people.
With his extraordinary mory, Gong Qiying quickly morized the overall layout and the most characteristic designs of the White Blood Dungeon. He didn't spend any spiritual power to take ownership of the map, as the styles of the White Blood Dungeon and Sain Dungeon were vastly different, and using it might not be particularly effective for him.
It was like getting the design map of White Blood Dungeon for free without spending a di of spiritual power. Any operation not requiring spiritual power was highly comndable.
The items in the White Blood Dungeon were pretty rare as well.
After using his mory to copy the map, Gong Qiying turned his attention to the item resource library.
The the of the White Blood Dungeon was the Blood Clan. People's stereotypical impression of the Blood Clan was elegance, mystery, and perhaps rigidity. Consequently, the items in this dungeon truly matched that stereotype. Each was adorned so exquisitely that they could be considered artworks, yet their practical effects were quite ordinary and no different from the common ones.
Such items, however, demanded more spiritual power than other items with similar effects. Perhaps the cost was spent purely on their outward decorations.
Gong Qiying picked a few items that caught his eye, purely for the purpose of collection.
When it ca to valuable rare items, there were so. In fact, the specialty items of the White Blood Dungeon were not few, but regardless of how unique their effects were, Gong Qiying could always find sothing in the Sain Dungeon with a nearly interchangeable effect.
What more is there to say? It's all because I played too many gas in my past life.
Subsequently, he turned his attention to monsters and the like, choosing a unique set of Blood Clan monsters from the White Blood Dungeon for research, while also collecting so magic related to the Blood Clan.
As he selected these spoils of war, he already had a plan in mind to distribute these Blood Clan-related items throughout the Blood Dynasty Mongewin as scattered rewards. After all, they were all blood-related things, and they seed consistent with the the.
Initially, he didn't seem interested in the White Blood Dungeon, but after picking and choosing, he ended up finding so useful items, allowing Lake Lienia and the Blood Dynasty to gain new resources.
Gong Qiying glanced at the remaining amount of spiritual power he could use, finding over thirty percent left unused, but he had already hit a wall on what else to choose.
Access rights? The characteristics of the White Blood Dungeon appeared to be highly integrated into it, and bringing them to Sain Dungeon wouldn't adapt well. The remote control access Irene used earlier could have been useful, but unfortunately, it overlapped with Gong Qiying's existing access, making it unnecessary to choose.
Dungeon? Since Irene only had the White Blood Dungeon, choosing it would leave her with nothing, pushing her to the brink of a destructive line. Thus, selecting the dungeon was not an option.
Apart from these, there seed to be nothing else worth choosing. He couldn't just scrape away the spiritual power of the White Blood Dungeon, could he?
He turned back to glance at Irene, who exhibited a pitiful, weak, and trembling deanor, looking at him with a fearful gaze.
This reaction surprisingly awakened not just pity but also a slight sadistic impulse in Gong Qiying.
"Alright, I won't make any more selections with the remaining portion, so you can feel at ease."
Gong Qiying looked at Irene, who had just sighed in relief, and said:
"In return, make sure to answer my next questions properly."
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