Infinite Disasters: I Hoarded My Way to Godhood novel Chapter 202

Chapter 202: Chapter 202: Full of Trash, Dungeon Missions

"So this is the special apocalyptic dungeon, the Junkheap Ruins?"

Seraphina Sullivan peered through the lens of her Anti-Poison Mask, her expression hard to describe as she surveyed her surroundings.

Before using the [Lv1 Special Dungeon Card], she had already imagined all sorts of possible dungeons in her mind.

A city besieged by zombies, a den of mutated beasts, or even a post-apocalyptic wasteland.

But the scene before her defied all imagination.

It still hit her with a powerful shock.

’How is this a "Junkheap Ruins"?’

’This is clearly a boundless world made entirely of trash!’

As far as the eye could see, there was only trash.

Though she was in a city, the towering "mountains" surrounding it were not mountains at all.

Instead, they were formed from countless pieces of broken furniture, twisted metal, and all sorts of stinking garbage.

They were multicolored, yet uniformly covered in a disgusting layer of grimy, greasy decay.

Trash was everywhere, filling every inch of Space.

Even the ground Seraphina stepped on was some kind of mixture of sewage, viscous liquid, and rotting matter.

Every step made the soles of her feet feel sticky.

Even through the highly effective Anti-Poison Mask, Seraphina felt as if she could faintly sense a whiff of the stench that saturated the air.

It all served as a reminder to Seraphina that the environment of this special dungeon, entered via a Dungeon Card, was extremely hostile.

’Thank God I have this Anti-Poison Mask,’ Seraphina thought, feeling a sense of relief.

’Otherwise, I’d definitely be poisoned to death by the air here. This overwhelming stench... what’s the difference between this and a biological weapon?’

She even suspected that without protection, staying here for just a few minutes would cause irreversible damage to her lungs.

Seraphina could also feel her skin starting to itch uncomfortably where it was exposed to the air.

She quickly took a set of tattered, long-sleeved clothes from her Space that fit the surrounding environment.

Seraphina suppressed the unpleasant sensation of stickiness and squishiness coming from under her feet.

She trudged onward, one unsteady step after another, toward a relatively "open" path ahead that seemed to have formed naturally between the heaps of trash.

It might have once been a street.

Now, however, it was squeezed narrow by collapsing mountains of trash on both sides, fraught with danger, as if a new "landslide" could occur at any moment.

Just as she was cautiously moving forward, trying to find clues or a safe spot...

RUMBLE—CRASH!!

A deep, continuous roar suddenly echoed from the sky!

Seraphina immediately stopped, her muscles tensing in an instant.

She warily looked up toward the source of the sound.

The sight in the sky left her utterly stunned.

In the gray, hazy sky, which seemed to be shrouded in permanent pollutants, she saw countless "holes" of varying sizes with blurry, distorted edges scattered across the firmament in the far distance.

Those holes were dark and deep, looking nothing like natural formations.

They looked more like ugly scars left behind after space itself had been torn apart.

And at that very moment, an uncountable amount of assorted trash was pouring out from those huge black holes, like a waterfall, or like vomit!

Abandoned cars, broken chunks of concrete, bundles of documents, remnants of furniture, twisted pipes... all mixed together, forming filthy torrents.

Accompanied by a deafening roar, they plunged toward the already overburdened land of trash below.

The massive noise she had just heard was the sound of this large-scale "trash rain" crashing down!

Seraphina stared up, dumbfounded, at the absurd and terrifying spectacle that was like something out of the apocalypse.

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