The Dungeon and Its Eight Million Unlucky Warriors! / Identity Quest: Dungeon Master or Familia Leader? I'll Take Both!

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Dungeon and Its Eight Million Sucker Heroes!

"This dungeon really is fascinating..." Chen Luo continued feeling his way forward through the dungeon.

It wasn't because the dungeon was too dark or foggy—that only happened after the tenth floor—but because Chen Luo was deeply interested in this dungeon that seemed to breathe.

Since the dungeon had temporarily fallen under Chen Luo's control, his understanding of it could be said to far surpass everyone else's.

The fact that the dungeon's monsters emerged from its walls and ceilings also made Chen Luo more interested in those walls.

To Chen Luo, the dungeon looked remarkably like the insect hives of legend, with its walls serving as breeding grounds. Countless monsters constantly revived and were born from within them.

Normally, the number of monsters that appeared was fixed, and their respawn intervals varied by floor, but never exceeded a day.

Chen Luo wasn't quite sure whether dead monsters were being reborn in the dungeon, or whether entirely new monsters were simply being created.

Even though the dungeon was now like Chen Luo's own home, who hadn't misplaced something in their house before?

Psychopaths Don't Die Empty-Handed could give Chen Luo absolute control over the dungeon and allow him to obtain nearly all information related to it. The problem was that the information overload was so immense that Chen Luo didn't want to read any of it.

Too many words. Not reading.

Anyway, the dungeon had an endless supply of monsters, which perfectly suited Chen Luo's original purpose in using that world coordinate—grinding monsters!

Of course, Chen Luo wasn't the one grinding monsters. His puppets were.

Chen Luo had already risen above such lowbrow pleasures as grinding monsters. Compared to grinding monsters, he preferred grinding people.

Dealing with people often produced plenty of commissions. Commissions