Xiao Yang was startled awake from his induced coma by a knocking sound. In his daze, he thought he heard a voice.
"Quick, call the police!"
The words jolted Xiao Yang awake. He leaped to his feet like a startled carp.
"Wait!"
He shouted instinctively. As he sprang up, Xiao Yang finally had a moment to assess the situation.
Outside his house, which his grandfather had left him, several elderly neighbors had gathered. Among them, a young girl holding a phone was directing the others. She was also leading the charge, brandishing a small iron hammer as if to pry open Xiao Yang's door.
Xiao Yang moved with incredible speed, pulling his front door open in a flash. This stopped the attempt to pick his lock.
After a brief period of commotion, the chaotic situation finally calmed down.
A short while later, Xiao Yang was dutifully serving tea to his uncles and aunts in his living room.
Honestly, it was all a misunderstanding. It started when a passing aunt saw Xiao Yang lying motionless on the ground, which led to the scene of them trying to break down his door to rescue him.
Fortunately, Xiao Yang woke up in time. Otherwise, he had no idea how much worse things could have gotten.
After a lengthy period of hosting and repeatedly explaining that he merely had low blood sugar, the incident was smoothed over.
Waving goodbye as the last aunt, who was still lecturing him, departed, Xiao Yang finally dropped his signature fake smile. Holding his lower back, he sighed helplessly. He felt like this whole ordeal was more exhausting than spending three days and nights grinding in the Skeleton Dungeon.
But he couldn't really complain. These uncles and aunts genuinely cared about him. In this small town, everyone was related in some way. Although he hadn't been back for many years due to his studies.
Finally, it was over.
As soon as he woke up, he had instinctively closed the door to the basement.
Regarding the matter of the Skeleton Dungeon, Xiao Yang subconsciously chose to keep it hidden. Perhaps it was because the existence of the Skeleton Dungeon was difficult to explain, or perhaps it was simply because he valued the Skeleton Dungeon too much.
He opened the door to the Skeleton Dungeon, and the deep, dim corridor reappeared before him. Confirming that the path leading to the Skeleton Dungeon hadn't vanished, Xiao Yang nodded.
Now it was time to reap his rewards. First, the items dropped by the Dungeon Guardian, and second, the gift box brought by the Dungeon Delver.
These were all cause for celebration, yet Xiao Yang felt an inexplicable anxiety.
He hadn't considered this problem before, but now, thinking about it, if the passage to the Skeleton Dungeon was indeed permanently fixed to his basement door, it would be quite troublesome. Never mind when he was around, but what if someone else barged in while he was inside the Skeleton Dungeon tackling it?
Did he have to add a lock?
Xiao Yang suddenly had this thought.
However, the problem seemed to find its answer quickly.
A crisp voice sounded behind Xiao Yang. It was the young girl with the phone. Xiao Yang had a vague impression of her; she was the daughter of his neighbor, Uncle Lin. He thought he might have played with her when he was a child.
But that was many years ago. Now, they were practically strangers.
"What are you staring at the cellar for, Xiao Yang?"
The moment the question was asked, Xiao Yang turned around. Compared to his quiet and disheveled state in front of the crowd of relatives just moments ago, Xiao Yang was now noticeably sharper and more dangerous, especially with his big secret being stumbled upon like this.
Don't underestimate Xiao Yang. He had been grinding away in the Skeleton Dungeon for almost a month, becoming quite adept at slaughtering monsters.
With just a glance, the young girl felt an inexplicable sense of fear and trepidation. She instinctively took a few steps back, her heart pounding.
Of course, this state lasted only until Xiao Yang realized the oddity in the girl's words, and the incredibly delicate state of his own skin, along with his messy, light pink dyed hair.
It could only be said that such a combination was difficult to describe in words; it was simply bizarre. All of this greatly diluted the stern demeanor Xiao Yang had cultivated over the past month of grinding in the dungeon, and the danger lurking within that sternness.
Wait, cellar?
Xiao Yang fell silent for a moment, then pondered and attempted to speak.
"Right, can you do me a favor? It's just... I can't quite tell the difference between the sweet potatoes and the regular potatoes stored in the cellar. Could you help me get some of the regular potatoes out?"
Xiao Yang pleaded with the young girl in front of him, making such an utterly nonsensical request. Puzzled and speechless, the young girl glanced at Xiao Yang and then agreed.
She walked into the basement right in front of Xiao Yang.
Yes, she actually walked into the basement. She disappeared behind the basement door right before Xiao Yang's eyes, without even touching the cold, downward-stretching corridor.
A short while later, Xiao Yang found himself holding a few sprouted sweet potatoes.
"That's all there was. No regular potatoes!"
Alright, perhaps Xiao Yang didn't need to worry about the Skeleton Dungeon being exposed for the time being. But he should still add a lock.
With that, Xiao Yang took the sweet potatoes from the young girl and unceremoniously showed her out the door.
The girl looked on, stunned.
To be fair, the girl was very beautiful, and she seemed to be a streamer. They even had a childhood sweetheart connection. But how to put it!
Women only slow down his dungeon-grinding speed. As someone bearing the title of Dungeon Delver, he would not lose. He was aiming for the hundredth floor!
The word "straightforward" didn't seem sufficient to describe Xiao Yang.
Huangzhu Village, on the edge of a rice paddy, at sunset. A girl, somewhat out of place in this setting, strolled along the embankment.
On the phone she held up, a string of comments popped up.
[Streamer, looks like your attempt at romance failed!]
"It's okay, it's okay, that wild man brother isn't worthy of our Sister Zhen!"
Faced with such comments, Lin Yingzhen subconsciously began to explain.
"No, no! He's actually someone I played with when I was little!"
"So, a childhood sweetheart?"
"Not that close of a playmate!"
"And where would I have romantic feelings!"
As Lin Yingzhen explained, she muttered to herself. She just wanted to ask Xiao Yang how he maintained his skin; its flawless, supple condition made her envious.
As for romantic feelings, there was no way she'd feel that way! She admitted that her childhood playmate, whom she hadn't seen in years, had developed a certain inexplicable aura, but with his unkempt appearance and bizarre attire, there was no way she'd fall for him!
Of course! This was a good thing. She just had to make sure she didn't develop any feelings, because the Dungeon King wouldn't be bothered by women!
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