Chapter 138 It’s Time to Gather

A violent explosion occurred shortly after, but thankfully everyone had dropped to the ground early enough. Although they still suffered a significant impact, it was much better than their previous disgraceful state.

Xia Xinyan wasn’t sure how deadly the direct force of those chainsaws was, but the explosion’s power was undoubtedly worthy of a large-scale weapon. The blasts from three chainsaws even caused the entire ground to tremble, and judging by the earth-shattering noise, the area must have collapsed.

After a while, the noise finally began to subside.

However, before Ling Mo and the others could get up to check the situation, the surrounding darkness was suddenly dispelled by a surge of holy light, appearing like a sunrise, even startling them to the point where they couldn’t open their eyes.

Xia Xinyan was probably the only one immune to this blinding stimulus. She floated up to look toward the source of the light and twitched her mouth: “Are you trying to be the sun or something?”

The newcomer was Morning Light.

The radiance emanating from him seemed to be under his control, currently brightening the warehouse almost to daylight levels, finally allowing Xia Xinyan to see the true state of her surroundings.

In a word: enormous.

As far as the eye could see, it was nothing but shelves—endless shelves—completely devoid of any visible boundaries. However, it was worth mentioning that there seemed to be a layered structure here, with a circular area above—this explained why the fat guy had fallen from above the first time.

Though looking at the apparent height of around seven or eight meters, Xia Xinyan was quite surprised that he hadn’t been injured from the fall.

Looking back at the direction of the previous explosion, the shelves in a radius of several dozen meters had turned into a pile of debris. The explosion’s center had created a large hole, suggesting there might be another layer below.

The Hunters had also vanished without a trace; either they were vaporized or blown away—Xia Xinyan inclined toward the former. After all, if such a terrifying explosion couldn’t kill them, that would be too alarming.

After hearing her complaints, Morning Light reduced his brightness to a level that was no longer blinding, but it could barely light up the nearby area, allowing Xia Xinyan’s night vision ability to take over again.

“You guys really made a huge racket earlier; I thought this place was about to be blown apart by you all.”

Ling Mo then got up from the ground, forcing a smile: “As long as we can kill those Hunters, that’s all that matters.”

“Definitely,” the fat guy simply sat on the ground, rubbing his sore spots, “If we couldn’t blow them up, that really would be absurd… But it’s such a pity that you just arrived; did you know how thrilling it was? I also took out your Hunter, that Undead. Sigh… you should have seen how I soloed that Undead—it was totally awesome!”

Xia Xinyan: “…”

Ling Mo: “…”

Morning Light just chuckled: “I just received a prompt that the task was completed, thank you.”

Upon hearing this, they finally reacted and opened their task bars to take a look.

The updates in the task bar weren’t conspicuous; this was to prevent task updates from impacting players’ combat states during battles. Thus, it was easy to overlook task updates when all attention was focused elsewhere.

Now that they opened it up, Xia Xinyan found that the task indeed had updated—

【Current Task: Survive until all Hunters are dead or all corresponding players to surviving Hunters are dead】

It was a bit complicated.

But once understood, the meaning behind it became interesting.

The dungeon’s setup was such that one Hunter corresponded to one player, both of which could be viewed as a group state. From this task, it could be inferred that the condition for entering the final phase of the dungeon was that only one could survive within a group, regardless of whether it was the Hunter or the player.

That’s right, entering the final phase, not clearing the dungeon.

In standard dungeon setups, players typically cleared and exited the dungeon at the same time; only players dying within the three-hour mark would exit early. Otherwise, once over three hours, regardless of death or clearing, everyone would leave the dungeon simultaneously, involving a time comparison issue… But no one figured out this principle until the very end last time.

Perhaps this already touched on the realm of the gods.

Ahem, getting off track.

Some special dungeons set up different tasks for different players. In these types of dungeons, if a player completed their task in advance, they could leave early, but the time setup remained as previously stated. Hence, players typically wouldn’t leave dungeons early because the dungeon only finalizes and closes when the last player with a task dies or clears it. Until then, those who completed their tasks ahead of time would find this dungeon absolutely safe—provided they didn’t go seeking death.

And that absolutely safe time frame was when they could freely loot the dungeon’s spoils.

It seemed to fit Xia Xinyan and their current situation perfectly.

However, there was one significant difference—Xia Xinyan’s current task prompt didn’t have an option to leave the dungeon early, indicating they were still very much in the game.

At most, they were temporarily safe.

This detail caught her attention.

After a moment of thought, she looked at Ling Mo and the fat guy, asking, “Did your tasks update?”

The fat guy nodded excitedly, “Yes! I said there was no way we could survive after such a big explosion!”

“I didn’t get an update,” Ling Mo instantly slapped his face, “That Mechanical Soldier should still be alive.”

Fat guy: “…”

“However, that gives us an idea,” Ling Mo looked at the fat guy and smiled, “Can you craft a few more chainsaws? There should only be two Hunters left; we can lure them together and blow them up!”

The fat guy twitched his mouth: “That’s not a bomb…”

“Okay, okay, got it, it’s not a bomb. So, can you do it?”

“… Yes.”

The only raw material he needed to make chainsaws was alloy; any form would do. Now, this place was littered with raw materials; the only issue was finding a way to utilize them.

“Then let’s make a few first.” Ling Mo looked at Xia Xinyan, “Let’s go check if there are any spoils left over there.”

Xia Xinyan nodded, “Alright.”

The fat guy was caught off guard: “What about me?”

“If there’s anything to pick up, we’ll split it evenly,” Ling Mo shot him a sideways glance, “You and Morning Light stay here. White Feather should be coming over too; it’s time to gather everyone.”

With such a huge commotion, White Feather had no reason not to hear it.

No matter what they had to face next, gathering everyone was definitely a good idea.

Morning Light nodded: “Okay.”

Seeing him agree, the fat guy had no choice but to relent: “Fine, you guys go and come back quickly… I’ll just stay here and forge.”

Saying that, he pulled out his little hammer.

Ling Mo didn’t look at him anymore, instead moving together with Xia Xinyan toward the big hole.