Midnight, twelve o’clock, outside the warrior’s country division of Sain Dungeon.

The crowd was bustling, and the lights were as bright as daylight.

The merchants had tightly encircled this newly arrived dungeon, each carrying a permit issued by the Golden Lion Commerce allowing them to do business here.

On the outer edges of the core business district, spaces were left for small vendors without permits or adventurers looking to sell their harvests on the spot, but unfortunately, the area was limited and on a first-come, first-served basis.

Even though it was only the first day that Sain Dungeon was truly open to the public, everyone seemed to be intimately familiar with the set of commercial activities surrounding the dungeon. In such a short time, everything centering around the Sain Dungeon’s teleportation gate had already taken shape.

Of course, it was also due to the experienced merchants who originally operated near the Giant Stone Dungeon flocking here. The setup here was not much different from the surroundings of the Giant Stone Dungeon.

The adventurers felt a comforting sense of familiarity the moment they stepped out of the dungeon.

Besides the merchants, onlookers came to join the spectacle, blocking the outermost perimeter entirely. Everyone was curious about what kind of loot the adventurers would bring or what reactions they would exhibit.

After all, it was already late at night, and besides those in special occupations, everyone was quite free. A new dungeon would offer a fresh splash of excitement to their monotonous daily lives. At least for this period, conversations in every corner of the streets would revolve around Sain Dungeon.

The guards of Black Stone City dutifully patrolled this place. Without their management, these merchants would likely block every road on their own.

After all, where there are people, there’s chaos. Merchants are easier to manage, but adventurers are another story.

"Ahhhhh—"

Just as they were speaking, a cry of distress echoed from within the teleportation gate. An adventurer, covered entirely in feathers, seemingly a bird-like beastman, ran out of the gate in tears, wiping his eyes as he ran. It was genuinely an endearing sight.

The patrolling guards hurried to intercept him. If they allowed him to run amok, he might cause damage to the people around.

"What’s wrong with you, calm down!"

Despite the guards’ inquiries and comfort, the adventurer only ramblingly shouted:

"Black, black cavalry, so terrifying!"

This wasn’t an isolated incident. As more and more adventurers left the dungeon, the area around the teleportation gate couldn’t merely be described as busy; it was more like "noisy."

Among these adventurers coming out, few seemed like normal people.

Some gazed bewilderedly at the starry sky like salted fish, some were incoherently agitated, and some simply lay on the ground, refusing to get up—truly a spectacle of human brilliance.

This vibrant, competitive atmosphere made Gong Qiying, who was among the onlooking crowd, smile with nostalgia.

Wait, Gong Qiying?

"How nostalgic, back when Sain Dungeon first opened in Bed City, the adventurers reacted similarly."

Sadly, as adventurers from the Yanor Kingdom became more cunning and clever from their training in Sain Dungeon, it’s rare to see anyone break down anymore.

For example, adventurers used to avoid the sewage of Fran Fort like the plague. Those with germaphobia would vomit profusely if they got any on them.

But now, adventurers are happy to dive into the filthy mud to ambush the opposing side during an invasion.

Can you believe that?

The reactions of the warrior country’s adventurers now gave Gong Qiying a sense of reminiscing, which was quite nice.

The only regret is that residents of the warrior country generally have a more "resilient" personality; even when breaking down like now, they don’t show too much loss of composure.

"Hey, what’s wrong with you?" Gong Qiying squeezed through the crowd with great effort to reach the zoned-out adventurer staring at the starry sky like a salted fish and asked: "What did you encounter in the dungeon?"

The adventurer glanced at him, saying blankly:

"I heard a voice calling me from the roadside. It seemed to come from the trees by the path, but after searching for a long time, I couldn’t find it. Then a sub-human attacked me with magic and turned me into a tree."

As he spoke, he suddenly burst into tears.

"I stood there as a tree for an entire day! Neither my buddy nor my girlfriend noticed me!"

"What’s there to cry about?"

"Then the two of them, unable to find me, started to..." The adventurer said something inappropriate for children.

"My condolences."

Gong Qiying patted his shoulder with a solemn expression, starting to ponder whether some of his dungeon designs might inadvertently lead to unexpected situations for adventurers.

Like the current catching of adulterers?

He bought a cup of chilled liquor from a nearby vendor, enjoying it along with the foolishness of the adventurers, the taste was truly delightful.

When he decided to open a branch city from Sain Dungeon, he had his body outside come here. Although he could go back and forth directly through the Dungeon, he chose a series of under-the-table methods to smuggle himself over and even got himself a fake resident card.

Consider it an immersive role-playing experience?

But speaking of which, if you’re not engaging in legitimate work, these kinds of documents are completely useless.

As for why he wanted his external body to come over, there’s really no special reason, isn’t it normal for a designer to want to see the feedback from users with their own eyes?

Another reason was to conduct on-site research into the customs here.

Suddenly, there were cries of alarm from the crowd nearby, accompanied by a dangerous explosion. Looking over, it turned out that Uffie, who had earlier charged up his Fighting Qi, was teleported out but the Fighting Qi didn’t dissipate, causing an explosion near the Teleportation Gate, creating chaos.

Edgar hurriedly left the scene, while Tepi called someone over to clean up the mess, and Fanen humorously used the Saw Meat Blade as a fan, continuously fanning Uffie, seemingly trying to cool her down.

This group was quite interesting, Gong Qiying thought to himself as he downed a glass of liquor.

Just now he had been watching the reactions of the adventurers inside the Dungeon, naturally he also saw the scene of Uffie and the others fighting Greg, and he accurately predicted nearly all of their responses.

As the designer, he of course knew which aspects of Greg would heat people up, with a total of two major modifications.

First, Greg would skillfully switch limb attachments during battle to use different abilities, making the fight more unpredictable.

The limb attachment materials are limited, with the Limb Dragon as the upper limit. Other limb materials will not exceed this limit, and any material could potentially appear on this basis. As for the rationality, just say that Greg Soldiers are wandering around all day, picking up all kinds of weird things, it’s no big deal, right? 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

The original strength of Greg was somewhat embarrassing, he had to make some modifications.

Gong Qiying considered the second modification to be the most critical.

It might even make Greg become a more well-known boss than the Omen Demon.

And that is: The limbs of adventurers who die inside Stoneveil City will have a certain probability of appearing as limb attachment materials in every battle involving Greg!

The adventurer limbs appearing in each battle are random, it could randomly be from the strong or the weak, it depends on the adventurer’s luck, and the quantity also has an upper limit.

Additionally, those adventurer limbs will hang in a place Gong Qiying named "Slaughterhouse." There are two Slaughterhouses in Stoneveil City, one discovered by Uffie and others, serving as a necessary pathway for exploring Stoneveil City, and another additional building added by Gong Qiying, purely a warehouse for piling limbs, established next to Greg’s boss room, doesn’t matter if you explore it or not.

The Slaughterhouse on the necessary path will preserve the limbs of the first two hundred adventurers who died in Stoneveil City, and they will never be replaced.

As long as Sain Dungeon continues to operate, as long as this area still exists, these limbs will always exist, granting these adventurers the luck to greet "immortality" together with Sain Dungeon!

It sounds like an alternate form of public execution, which indeed stems from Gong Qiying’s own dark humor.

With these two modifications, Greg is probably set to become the most versatile and random boss in the entire Sain Dungeon, as more and more adventurers explore and die in Stoneveil City.

In the future, adventurer battles with Greg will likely become battles between adventurers themselves.

Perhaps some powerful adventurers might even deliberately seek death in Stoneveil City just to leave behind their limbs to trip up those who come after.

With Greg’s playability this high, he’s sure to be loved by many adventurers, right?

Gong Qiying is firmly convinced of this.

"Hey buddy, want to know the secret to getting stronger?" Just as he was lost in thought, a young boy adventurer came up to him and whispered mysteriously.

It turned out to be a passerby adventurer, Sai Ke, who had just recently entered Sain Dungeon and apprenticed to Benar.

"Just ten silver coins and I’ll tell you, you can learn powerful Combat Skills," Sai Ke eagerly marketed.

Gong Qiying smiled and shook his head, and Sai Ke didn’t continue the conversation, moving on to try selling to another adventurer, who surprisingly did pay up.

Looking around, his partner Jockra was also peddling information.

No need to guess, they were selling intelligence about Benar. The two had quite the business acumen. Although the Golden Lion Commerce had already received the relevant intel and would soon make it public, it hadn’t been disclosed yet, so the two could make some extra money selling intel in the meantime.

This is how passerby adventurers make their living!

Gong Qiying witnessed a slice of life of various human experiences today, surely delightful with drinks.

At this moment, he noticed Uffie had calmed down, grabbing the barrel of liquor handed over by Fanen and downing it heartily.

All around were adventurers drinking in large gulps, this indeed was a tradition for adventurers after work.

A hasty-looking adventurer guild staff squeezed through the crowd, seeking out Uffie and her group at this time.