Chapter 134 The Glowing Woods
Chapter 134 The Glowing Woods
“Congratulations to all survivors for making it this far in this frozen world.
“The second large-scale server-wide dungeon will now open.
“Dungeon Name: Beast Forest-Mist Edition
“Dungeon Type: Large-scale Survival Exploration
“Description: An ancient forest shrouded in forgotten magic, home to powerful beasts and rare treasures.
“Objective: Stay alive.”
Just three words. Simple, brutal, and clear.
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“Friendly Tip: Chests of varying rarity will spawn throughout the dungeon, containing special blueprints, skill books, and class- change tokens. Rewards improve the deeper you go.
“Special Mechanic: Visible Health Bars
“Inside the dungeon, every player would have a health bar floating above their head. Its length was tied to Constitution-each point of CON equaled ten hit points.
“Special Mechanic: No PVP Penalty
“Players could attack each other inside the dungeon. Killing another survivor carried no system punishment.
“Sometimes humans are more dangerous than monsters. Watch your back.
“Special Mechanic: Long-Term Survival
“This dungeon would last 120 hours-five full days.
“The system wouldn’t provide food or water. Bring your own supplies.
“Special Warning: Death Penalty
“Dying here didn’t mean real death. You’d be teleported out, but you’d face steep consequences
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“A massive HP loss, followed by a Severe Weakness debuff (all stats reduced by 80%, plus random injuries) lasting 72 hours.
“All Energy points reset to zero.
“30% of items from your inventory and warehouse would be randomly seized, and everything you gained inside the dungeon would be dropped.”
For someone with almost nothing, losing 30% might mean a handful of wood-annoying, but not devastating.
But for a pack rat and top-tier hoarder like Riley? It was like cutting off a limb.
She had stacks of coal, tons of building materials, and shelves full of rare gear. Losing even a fraction would hurt worse than dying.
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with penalties that harsh, she couldn’t afford to die. Not once.
Messages lit up the Hustle Crew group chat.
“PineappleBeer: Five days? Last time this dungeon only ran for three. They’ve cranked up the difficulty.
“PineappleBeer: And that death penalty-it’s different now. Before, you only dropped what was on you.”
“TartKing: I don’t wanna go! My stash is full of good stuff. I’ll cry if I lose any of it!”
“SpicyBurger: No choice. Once we’re in, we find each other. Stick together.
“SpicyBurger: Visible health bars mean we still need high HP. Don’t slack on CON.”
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“TartKing: Don’t worry—I brewed healing potions and baked stat cakes all night. Sending some your way now. My inventory has a freshness lock, but you two watch your buff timers. They expire, the effects vanish.”
“PineappleBeer: And remember-this isn’t some underground bunker. It’s the wild. Watch for weird plants, animals… everything.”
Riley closed the chat.
She turned to Neeko, who was watching her with large, attentive eyes.
“Neeko, where I’m going is really dangerous,” Riley said, kneeling to adjust the little leather armor she’d crafted for her the day before.
“Stay here, and be good. No wandering off, okay?”
Neeko sensed the gravity in Riley’s tone. She nodded firmly. “Whatever you say, I’ll do.”
“Good girl.”
Riley did a final gear check.
The Storm Splitter Dual Axes hung at her hips. Her Strider’s Knee Pads were strapped tight. Every piece of equipment sat where it should. Potions, food, and tools lay in the most accessible slots of her inventory.
The system countdown began.
Outside, the wind and snow seemed to freeze midair. Beams of white light pierced the sky, enveloping every chosen player.
“Countdown: 10… 9…”
Riley took a steadying breath and squeezed Neeko’s hand.
“3… 2… 1…
“Teleportation initiated.”
A sudden pull of weightlessness dragged at her stomach.
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