Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 1052 - 686: Another Big Payday for Sain

A widely known fact is that the people of the Warrior Country are usually quite serious.

This means that when they realize they're not living in "usual" times...

They soon become quite frivolous.

"Drink, drink, drink!"

"You dare pour sixty-degree alcohol into the mixing barrel? Trying to lower the purity, you scoundrel!"

"Hey hey, there's some fool over there pretending to be Latan and trying to jump off a building!"

At this moment, Black Stone City is in chaos.

Or rather, these cities, including the Imperial Capital, which can see the projection live broadcast, are now in chaos.

The reason is definitely due to the successful impact of the Battle Festival.

Plus, with holidays for the next few days, and no work tomorrow, people naturally began celebrating as soon as the live broadcast ended, as if a holiday had suddenly been born today.

This chaos is not quite the same as the catastrophic chaos when the Demon Dragon attacked; it feels like everyone has liberated their nature, an abstract yet orderly chaos.

Everywhere one looks, scenes that are beyond daily life yet don't seem too extreme, are visible. Drunken behavior is already the lowest tier.

There are also artful abstract performances that perhaps only the new humans can understand, and one can hardly imagine what feelings those people harbor while being active.

If you were asked to choose, it would be difficult to pick between the above two kinds of chaos for the better one.

So faced with the current turmoil, those who still maintain rationality have almost only one choice:

Join them.

"This scene... Why does it feel so familiar? Like I've seen it not long ago."

Standing at the Teleportation Gate, Steeran, who had just come out of the Sain Dungeon, looked strange.

She watched the chaotic crowd in the city, momentarily at a loss, unsure where to go.

She should have gone back to Bed City's Elven refuge with her aunt, but the Battle Festival's combat left her exhausted, and she ended up mistakenly coming to unfamiliar Black Stone City.

No money on her, because the money bag was sliced by Latan during the battle.

Darn, now that she's out of the Dungeon today, she can't go back until tomorrow.

"No, I think I know someone; Curipa should be cooking here."

Steeran recalled following her aunt to Yanor Kingdom with Curipa. The elves who came back then have now found industries to shine in, and Curipa became a top chef with his skill in making pseudo-Century Thick Soup.

He was invited by the Floating Island Dragon Clan to develop in Black Stone City. Apart from this dragon clan being deeply moved to tears every time they eat his dishes, they also diligently gather various ingredients for him, even the rare and difficult ones.

It seems that even if he asked the Floating Island Dragon Clan to get Belle's flesh, they would probably actually go.

"First find him to borrow a place for the night, and by the way, grab a meal, then return tomorrow." Steeran decided, heading towards where she remembered Curipa lived.

He seemed to live in the most famous large tavern locally, should be easy to find.

Along the way, she got a good glimpse of the local customs and culture.

Those who participated in the Battle Festival have now begun coming out from the Dungeon, apart from some still in the Round Table Hall pondering over what reward they should ask for, the vast majority burst straight into celebration, immersing themselves in the crowd.

These people are undoubtedly today's protagonists; their appearance further intensified the local festivities.

If the atmosphere before was barely considered a carnival, now it's completely frenzied.

Since ancient times, brave individuals deserve respect, so when the festival participants emerged, people scattered across the city began gathering towards them, each holding small gifts they wished to give, but the majority of offerings seemed to be alcohol.

Moreover, the Golden Tree recently attracted many tourists, and the projection broadcast also drew many people from surrounding areas, causing the alcohol in Black Stone City to be instantly sold out.

"Seems like this noisy scene is about to end..."

Just as Steeran expressed this sentiment, a terrible event unfolded.

"I anticipated this situation, so I had the troops transport over alcohol from the Imperial Capital! Drink as you please, my treat!"

Lifted high by the crowd, Temude did so shout, and the people raised him even higher amidst thunderous cheers.

"..."

Not long after, Steeran found herself unable to move amidst the crowd of drunkards.

She had previously thought Temude was a serious person.

No, she should have seen it coming when he was happily bantering with Princess Selene.

In the end, Steeran gave up resisting and joined the revellers eating and drinking.

When people first challenged the Battle Festival, there was a live broadcast, and the city was also bustling upon returning.

However, this time the excitement is scaled much larger, as even the distant Imperial Capital is celebrating, surely resulting in a joyful Banto within the Royal Palace right now.

From now on, the Sain Dungeon will become completely famous in the Warrior Country, and its influence on this nation will become increasingly deep in the days to come.

There's no longer any reason not to enter the Sain Dungeon.

When night falls, Black Stone City is still brightly lit, as bustling as it is during the day.

The projection screens that had already been closed suddenly unfold again at night, due to orders from King Banto, to continuously broadcast the images of the Battle Festival for the next few days, continuously, without stopping, until people are sick of watching!

And the image producers of the Warrior Country are truly impressive, producing the edited version of the Battle Festival in just an afternoon.

When the edited Battle Festival images are projected once more into the sky, and even those who have already watched the full live broadcast find themselves instantly captivated.

The influence of the Sain Dungeon on this nation is fully demonstrated.

It can even be said that the influence of the Sain Dungeon on the Warrior Country is, in some respects, deeper than that on the Yanor Kingdom.

The Sain Dungeon saved the Yanor Kingdom, while in the Warrior Country, it not only saved this nation, but such matters as the Dragon Feast and Battle Festival deeply resonate spiritually, and accelerated Combat Skill learning is enough to save its decline.

Now the largest Sain Dungeon opposition in the country is gone, King Banto visibly aligns himself with Sain, and the future attitudes of this country toward Sain will likely be more...

Loyal!

Will there be a country more loyal than the Warrior Nation in the future?

Just thinking about it feels difficult; what could make it more loyal to the Sain Dungeon than saving a country?

Only the option of creating a nation remains.

"It feels... like even this condition isn't impossible."

In the Sain Dungeon, within the City Lord's room.

Gong Qiying is lying on the altar, replaying today's Battle Festival images.

Though he claims to be reviewing, he feels today was already perfect.

The only drawback was the lack of interaction between adventurers and Shattered Star General towards the end, turning the whole thing into a Faded's show, which requires further improvement.

"Amplify Latan's hatred towards adventurers, while reducing Faded's aggression..."

Muttering to himself, he writes down the content that needs modification soon in his notebook.

At this time, the notebook is already filled with a lot of content, many of which are statistical data on Dungeon profits and losses.

Every time the Sain Dungeon experiences a major event like the Battle Festival, Gong Qiying personally checks the profits and losses, not for any other reason but because Latan is currently the most expensive person in the Dungeon.

Radagon does not count, as he appears outside the Dungeon.

Based on this, Gong Qiying added a restriction on the number of participants for the Battle Festival, which must be many.

Otherwise, even if hundreds of people challenge Latan, it would be a loss in terms of spiritual power; the number of challengers must reach at least a thousand.

In the notebook's records, the first Battle Festival barely made a small profit, and subsequent personal challenges organized by individuals were lesser due to the absence of giant dragons and other spiritually powerful creatures, causing a slight loss upon hosting in Sain Dungeon.

But this Battle Festival is the most profitable yet, not only covering Latan's expenses but also contributing one-third of Radagon's expenses.

Radagon is the most mentally costly summons currently.

However, as far as Gong Qiying is concerned, he believes this decision is definitely beneficial to the Sain Dungeon.

The Sain Dungeon must undertake major events in the Warrior Country to thoroughly establish itself and even take root in the nation; the opportunity to take root in the Yanor Kingdom was Eliphas, and in the Warrior Country, it's the Demon Dragon and Younka.

And the facts have proven his decision correct.

Since Sain resolved those two major events, the Dungeon's traffic increased significantly.

Moreover, the increase hasn't dropped back down, as this growth has virtually been perfectly transformed into daily traffic.

From a long-term perspective, the Dungeon is definitely profiting.

As long as the current content is well managed, even if no new content is introduced, the Warrior Country will rely on the Sain Dungeon until the nation's demise.

"Strange, why do I feel like I had similar thoughts before?"

Gong Qiying shook his head, closed his notebook with a "snap."

"No matter, today was yet another day of major earnings for the Sain Dungeon."

He flipped over and sat up from the altar, stretching, not because he wanted to go out for activities — in fact, he had already controlled his avatar to have fun outside and added a lot of personal touch.

The reason Gong Qiying stood up was because a letter arrived at the altar.

Judging by the red envelope, no surprise, it's a letter from Red Teeth.

"If I'm not mistaken."

He picked up the envelope and slowly tore it open.

"This should be intelligence on the Sealed Item over at Scameroon."