Chapter 133: The Eyes Are Acting Up Again

Wang Gang is dead!

His death was wretched. Under the combined force of Extreme Shadow and Bear’s Might, Fang Tang had punched a massive hole through him, pulverizing his internal organs with sheer, overwhelming power. Even for a spiritual entity, such a fatal blow was impossible to withstand.

Exhausted by the strain of using two major sequences, Fang Tang collapsed onto the ground, staring up at the sky with a bitter laugh. This battle had been brutal; he was definitely going to charge the captain more!

With Wang Gang’s death, the reality illusion dissipated. Fang Tang lay on the ground while Liu Yiran stood nearby, squinting with a smile; the energy expenditure between them was on completely different levels. Fang Tang had risked half his life to achieve this victory—a Tier 5 killing a Tier 8 Corrupted, even if that Corrupted wasn't specialized in combat.

Wang Gang stood on the sixth-floor landing, motionless. With his consciousness gone, he was nothing more than an empty shell; in all likelihood, his next owner would be one of the six people waiting outside. But that was no longer any concern of theirs.

When a consciousness dissipates, there is a gift left behind. A gentle white light enveloped Wang Gang.

Liu Yiran helped Fang Tang up and said with a grin, "You made a great contribution this time; you’re still the first to claim the gift."

Fang Tang gave a dry laugh and reached into the white light without hesitation. The moment his hand emerged, his expression turned one of pure astonishment.

"What… what kind of things are in these gifts?" Fang Tang asked in disbelief.

"What did you get?" Liu Yiran asked, slightly surprised by Fang Tang's unusual reaction.

"The 'Sixth Time’s the Charm' skill evolved."

Fang Tang was still dazed, struggling to comprehend it. The gift could actually evolve a sequence talent? What in the world? What kind of international joke was this? For the first time, Fang Tang truly understood the immense value of these gifts.

Liu Yiran seemed to know the answer. He smiled and said, "Then your luck is off the charts. The best thing in a gift is the control ability for the area, followed by a sequence talent upgrade. The things you’ve obtained before—like immunity to a specific debuff—are just standard rewards."

Fang Tang was speechless.

Distorted rules are truly overpowered!

The "Sixth Time’s the Charm" skill had evolved, reaching Level 2 and significantly enhancing its capabilities, turning it into a passive ability. After Fang Tang finished his draw, the others stepped forward one by one, reaching into the white light to claim their rewards. Everyone looked pleased; after all, this was a zone of Severe Distortion. Even a standard reward here was an immunity to a debuff that covered both Moderate and Light Distortion zones.

Once the first debuff was successfully countered, they activated their passes to return. Fang Tang’s evolution rank was now Tier 5, allowing him to stay in the Cradle World for 16 hours. Combined with his Time-Stop Ring, he had a total of 28 hours, enough to tackle the Gate of Evolution twice. However, having entered this apartment twice since returning from the Extreme Heat Zone, they didn't have enough time left to sustain another run through the Gate of Evolution.

Consequently, the group wandered through the bazaar, collected their bonuses, and went their separate ways.

Back in his familiar dwelling, Fang Tang collapsed straight onto his bed. Yueyue emerged from his body and began to romp around the dungeon. Having stayed inside Fang Tang for so long had been a significant burden for a creature as young as Yueyue. After playing with her for a while, Fang Tang picked up his pickaxe and continued to scavenge the dungeon.

Dungeon 241.

After killing a Night Sentinel with a single strike, he used his Disassembly Hammer to obtain a black bead. Fang Tang held the bead, lost in thought. Since the distortion rules descended, the strength of the creatures within the dungeons had increased significantly. Even so, those that lacked a tier still lacked a tier. Looking at the quality of the bead, it was clear that the growth of dungeon creatures was also linked to the distortion rules.

"Dungeon creatures grow because of the distortion, so why hasn't the Dungeon Rule wiped them out? Is it simply because they don't have a tier?" Fang Tang couldn't quite grasp it. He blinked at the bead and asked curiously, "Before, when I lacked the strength, you refused to tell me what this bead was. Now that I’m at Tier 5, don't you have anything you want to say?"

[It’s not that I don’t want to tell you. This involves the secrets of the Dungeon Rules. I’m afraid that if you know, the Dungeon Rules will detect it and erase you.]

"?"

Fang Tang slowly typed out a question mark in his mind, feeling increasingly baffled. The Dungeon Rules have self-awareness? It felt like he had stumbled upon something extraordinary.

"You can't be saying that I have to reach Tier 12 before you can tell me, right?"

[As you said, only when you reach Tier 12 can you know a tiny fraction of the core secrets of the dungeon, because at Tier 12, you can barely manage to withstand a single strike of the Rule’s erasure power.]

"..." Fang Tang: "Haha!"

There were so many rules in the dungeon, and yet they weren't allowed to know them—perhaps it was to hide something scandalous. With that thought, Fang Tang gave up on digging any deeper.

Safety first!

Regardless of what strange things were going on in the dungeon, it was relatively safe for the time being—humanity’s last harbor. He should just honestly focus on entering the Gate of Evolution to improve his strength.

At Tier 5, he was at the peak among those who had arrived in the dungeon at the same time as him; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him peerless. Just look at Tu Jiawen, who had entered two Light Distortion zones and was only at Tier 3, despite having arrived long before Fang Tang.

Of course, all this had to do with Fang Tang’s luck. If Liu Yiran hadn't taken an interest in him, he would probably still be stuck in the garrison army. Leng Shan was not known for being soft-hearted toward those who committed crimes in the dungeon.

While reflecting, Fang Tang fought his way through, exploring 20 dungeons in a short time. Yueyue ran around him, utterly joyful. After securing the platinum chest in Dungeon 260, Fang Tang fixed his gaze on the wall.

[There’s a group of people in the dungeon to the left, and there’s a big-wavy-haired girl inside, slurp~ Of course, I don’t mean anything by mentioning the big-wavy-haired girl, don't overthink it. I just wanted to say that this group are all Evolvers, averaging around Tier 3, with the highest at Tier 3, Stage 7. I wonder if you’re interested. In the other directions, aside from the gold chest in front, there’s nothing good; the silver chests aren't worth opening. You choose where to go. Anyway, I don’t like big-wavy-haired girls, and you don’t have to go to the left dungeon just for me; even if you do, I won’t thank you. It’s just a big-wavy-haired girl, nothing much to look at. Just a big-wavy-haired girl, her hair is quite smooth, and she’s pretty... I’m not pushing you, really, I don't care about the big-wavy-haired girl at all, seriously!!!]

Fang Tang: "..."

He silently grabbed his pickaxe and smashed open the dungeon in front of him. Glaring at the shivering Sand Python, he walked straight to the gold chest and took out the supplies inside. After obtaining three pieces of gold, Fang Tang looked up at the wall.

This time, his eye gave no hints. Fang Tang sighed helplessly.

He carried his pickaxe toward the dungeon on the left, punched a blind dog-headed creature to death, and moved forward. He broke through the wall, and just as he stepped through the black mist, a cold glint flashed before his eyes.

An arrow struck Fang Tang’s chest, unable to penetrate his defense. The electric net on the arrow exploded, resulting in a "MISS" and burning off a few of his hairs. He snapped the arrow with two fingers, looked emotionlessly at the startled crowd, and locked eyes with a girl with long, straight black hair who stood out prominently—evidently, the one his eye had been obsessing over as a "big-wavy-haired girl."

"That is clearly long, straight hair!"

Fang Tang muttered, ignoring the stunned crowd. He pulled over a chair, sat down in front of the girl with long, straight black hair, and locked eyes with her.