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Legend has it that there is a priceless treasure in this underground city.

As long as you kill the guardian on the third floor, get the key, and get all the way to the bottom, you will become the richest person in the world.

But so far, no warrior has ever reached there!

Can you do it? Brave adventurer?

"Who wrote this slogan? Why would humans be interested in our toilets?"

Wearing golden armor and red robes without a helmet, Lott walked on the clean obsidian floor, walked through the corridor, reached out and pushed open the double doors in front, and a large king's chair appeared at the end of the hall.

"What do you remember, Maria?"

Behind Lott, followed respectfully a woman wearing a black tuxedo and dressed as a deacon.

She has silver-white single ponytail hair that hangs down to her waist, and her stunning white face has a somewhat neutral beauty like a gentleman.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't know."

The housekeeper named Maria lowered her head and replied respectfully, her movements were very appropriate.

Lott glanced back slightly, without saying anything, and walked to the king's chair. After turning around and sitting down, he made a fist with his right hand to support his cheek, and pointed forward with his left hand. Suddenly, a huge number of virtual images appeared in front of him. In front of you.

It shows the activity status of every adventurer in this dungeon on each floor and area.

Lott just sat on the throne, holding his chin while drinking the wine brought by the butler, looking at the adventurers in the image in front of him like a fool.

Every move of human beings is monitored under the eyes of the Demon King.

Once upon a time, he himself was one of these fools.

Lott was originally just a top student on Earth. He was watching a video at home, and he was here in the blink of an eye.

However, he did not travel physically, but his soul traveled into the body of a brave man named Lot. However, the brave man who had just crossed over and was having a fierce fight with the Demon King was accidentally hacked to death.

This was a bit embarrassing, but soon, the old devil reshaped his body, made adjustments to his race, and finally left a sentence:

You will be the next master here.

After it was done, he disappeared. From then on, Lott had the physique of a demon king, the skills of a brave man, and the memory and cognition of a top student on earth. The trinity became a brand new dungeon lord.

After withdrawing his thoughts, Lott, who was shaking his red wine glass, slowly asked the housekeeper beside him:

"You are like me. Because of the change of lords, both your body and your memory are up to date, right, Maria?"

The latter said yes respectfully.

Just as they were talking, there was a bang, the door was kicked open, and a large number of human adventurers poured in: "Go to hell, devil!"

Listening to the opponent's arrogant words, the Demon King threw the cup in his hand to the ground, then got up and drew his sword and fought with the opponent for hundreds of rounds. Finally, due to lack of physical strength, he fell to the ground and disappeared into a wisp of dust and smoke. The survivor After getting the key left by the devil, the adventurer left happily.

"Looking at it now, it feels like a monkey show."

It's still the same hall, still the same king's chair. Lott, who is not wearing a helmet, is still sitting firmly on the throne. He is holding the side of his face with his right hand and shaking the wine glass with his left hand. He is looking at the virtual image in front of him showing the adventurer battle just now. The devil's drama.

This happens almost every few days.

After the demon king troupe stationed on the third floor was killed, the energy was transferred to the core source, and a new guardian was synthesized again, and then sat quietly on the copycat throne waiting for the arrival of the next batch of adventurers.

"It looks like a playground."

Lott sighed and drank the glass in his hand. At the same time, the housekeeper holding the red wine bottle next to him refilled it respectfully for him.

At this time, the door in front was pushed open. This time it was the door of the real throne room, not the fake model house in the virtual image just now.

"Good afternoon, sir."

What came in was a goblin wearing a red hat and a white coat. Under Lott's nod, it walked over uneasily. After bowing, it raised its head and asked, "Um, Sir, what are we doing this month?" When will your salary be paid?”

When Lott heard this, he was stunned and turned to look at the housekeeper holding the wine bottle next to him.

"We have already owed them three months' salary, which should have been left by the previous lord. I originally wanted to report this matter to you later." Maria leaned over and said calmly.

After hearing this, Lott gradually fell into deep thought.

It's over. The underground city has to declare bankruptcy as soon as it takes over? You won't carry it like this.

Such a huge underground city can't even pay wages. No wonder the former lord couldn't bear it and just threw away his burden and ran away.

The goblin watched quietly from the side, his eyes full of worry. When Lott didn't answer, he asked again: "Sir, there is no energy, many facilities have been shut down, and even us old employees can hardly support it anymore. "

Energy is the key to maintaining the operation of the entire dungeon. All monsters here, including food and drink supplies, can be transformed using energy.

If the goblins do not receive energy replenishment, they will be like robots without electricity. Their health will deteriorate day by day, and eventually they will become completely paralyzed.

Without energy, nothing can be done.

what to do? Hurry up and think of a solution!

"What should we do, sir?" the goblin leader urged again.

Stop arguing and let me think!

Lott was thinking rapidly in his mind, and at the same time he raised his head and stared at the adventurers who were moving in the virtual image.

Why does this dungeon receive this group of adventurers all year round?

Because energy is obtained from them!

Once human adventurers enter the dungeon, the various emotions they generate during the adventure will be converted into energy by the core of the dungeon and absorbed. In other words, the more adventurers come here, the more energy they will have. The greater the emotion generated, the more energy the dungeon receives.

"A human being can only produce about 1 point of energy when he is nervous, hesitant, scared, or excited. When he cries with joy, is unforgivably angry, mourns for death, and is happy and reluctant to think about the past, he will produce more than 15 points - joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. These are The main emotion is what people often call great joy or great sadness.”

"But it's still too little after all." Lott shook his head.

There is only so much traffic here, and only a few adventurers are received all year round. They are so familiar with this place that even if they encounter a treasure chest on the roadside, they will pocket it without changing their feelings, and then give back. It only adds 1 point of energy to the castle's emotions.

The cost of transfiguring gold coins is quite a lot, and this expenditure is completely out of proportion to the income.

In the long run, dungeons without energy will not yield gold coins, and dungeons without gold coins will only lead to a sharp decrease in adventurers - even if they are taken, it will only add 1 to the emotional feedback, which is useless.

Is this city going to be finished?

"No! There is a way!" (Please vote for recommendations!)