Chapter 46: Isn't That Right? Weren't There Supposed to Be Five Players?

[Dungeon: Wasteland Phantoms]

[Description: An unknown power swept across the land alongside nuclear warfare, spawning countless anomalies and mighty forces. One hundred years after the death of the first-generation survivors, the once-glorious civilization has regressed close to a primitive, ignorant age. Unknown terror shrouds the land, yet the radiance of gods has unexpectedly descended. Will you be the one favored by fate?]

[Number of Players: 5]

[Main Quest: Choose any faction to investigate and obtain its ultimate secret]

[Current Assimilation Rate: 25.46%]

[Dungeon Rank: B]

[Time Flow Ratio: 30:1]

[Note 1: This main quest is cumulative. For every additional ultimate secret discovered, the reward stacks accordingly. Once at least one ultimate secret is known, the personal final settlement can be triggered at any time while out of combat. Those who have not left are unaffected.]

[Note 2: Ultimate secrets must be actively submitted. Each ultimate secret can be verified up to 3 times. An information match of over 90% constitutes a successful verification. Secret information cannot be shared outside of a party mode.]

[Note 3: This dungeon is a special multiplayer type. If players sign a contract with each other, they will enjoy system protection, act according to multiplayer dungeon rules, and share main quest progress (please make a choice within 30 minutes of entering the dungeon).]

[Note 4: In B-rank dungeons, the base rewards obtained from quests will be increased, and hidden quests as well as special side paths will grant additional base spirit coins.]

The system did not specify the consequences of failing to sign a contract with one another.

However, Lu Wenwu, who had read the briefing materials, knew it very well.

Without the protection of system rules, players could hunt each other down!

Items in the inventory, spirit coins in the system, equipment and weapons worn on the body, and even learned skills all had a probability of dropping upon being killed.

"I hope I get matched with some normal people." Lu Wenwu silently prepared for battle. "Since this is my first time entering a dungeon wearing a disguise, buddy really doesn't want to start by killing people..."

White light, white light again.

As the light before his eyes receded, five figures appeared simultaneously inside a semi-subterranean cave.

Gale winds whipped the yellow sand, obscuring the dim, faint light filtering in from the outside until it grew even dimmer.

What should have been the brightest noon sunshine of the day now instead resembled a dim, flickering old kerosene lamp.

Judging from the half-open, heavy steel giant door mostly buried by sand, this seemed to be an abandoned semi-subterranean artificial facility.

The sliding tracks of the door had long since rusted beyond recognition.

Lu Wenwu had prepared himself to resort to lethal force at the slightest disagreement before entering.

Yet upon seeing his teammates, he swore his CPU was mildly overloaded on the spot.

Standing on Lu Wenwu's left was the most normal-looking one among his four "teammates."

That was an elderly bald man clad in a gray monk's robe and a red kasaya.

On his kind-looking face, white eyebrows and beard drooped downward, a string of glossy, heavy black prayer beads was wrapped around his left wrist held vertically before his chest, and a pair of large eyes shone brightly.

Except for the small plasma hand cannon in his right hand and the string of giant prayer beads hanging around his neck—each bead the size of a fist—which made Lu Wenwu lose his composure slightly, everything else looked completely natural.

He was the spitting image of an enlightened eminent monk.

[Vajra Sect Elder, Master Ruhuo (B+)]: 73200/73200

[Current Status]: Calm and composed

"Amitabha, this old monk is Ruhuo. Greetings, honored benefactors." Master Ruhuo gave a slight nod and bow to the group. "This old monk is rather skilled in Gun Kata, so I hope the honored benefactors will not mind."

If Master Ruhuo still looked like a normal person, Lu Wenwu would bet anything that the flat-chested, utterly bewitching girl standing to his right was definitely not normal.

What kind of decent person would hide a pair of fox ears atop their head in addition to normal facial features?

Moreover, that standard supermodel height of one meter seventy-eight, an outfit that looked conservative yet was extremely seductive, coupled with the fluffy, large tail swaying vaguely behind her, made her look every bit like a fox spirit taking human form!

[Fox Spirit Su Qinghong / Xiaohong (B)]: 52800/52800

[Current Status]: Delighted by the novelty

What the hell!

A living beast-eared girl!

Furry enthusiasts rejoice!

Seeing Lu Wenwu's gaze sweep past, the fox spirit girl gave him a seductive glare and immediately blurted out, "What are you staring at, little bro? What's up? If you wanna date Sister Hong, just spit it out quick, don't just stand there like a wooden post. Sister's ancestral bewitching arts are insanely awesome, I'll show you a couple of tricks later if you wanna see!"

Lu Wenwu: "..."

Such a bold and hearty voice!

Such a standard Northeast regional accent!

It was way too intense!

She was a fine girl, if only she had a mouth.

Good grief, this Northeast fox spirit was getting a bit ridiculous!

Unless she transformed back, even his open-minded preferences couldn't quite bring themselves to appreciate this.

Lu Wenwu forced an awkward yet polite smile and quickly looked toward the other two "people."

Mhm...

Judging solely by appearance, they still looked quite human.

The handsome blonde youth standing next to Master Ruhuo wore a white baseball cap, a hoodie paired with casual trousers, and a pair of Peak athletic shoes made in Shenzhou.

At that moment, he was blinking his ruby-like eyes, wearing a slightly shy smile, and waving his hand to greet the others softly.

"Hello everyone, I am Anthony. My ancestral home is Great Britain, and I currently reside in the capital of Shenzhou. I know a bit of both vampire magic and physical combat."

This soft, delicate voice paired with paper-white, delicate skin gave off a rather pitiful and endearing vibe.

It would have been even better if his gender weren't male.

How perfect it would be if he were swapped with that Northeast fox spirit!

[Vampire Count Anthony Barrow (B+)]: 81600/???

[Current Status]: Shy

Mhm...

Although this guy was dressed just like an ordinary Shenzhou college student, except for being a bit excessively handsome.

There was no doubt about it; he was a genuine vampire.

A vampire count on the verge of ascending to marquis.

As for the last one-meter-six dark-skinned girl who kept her head lowered and didn't dare look at anyone...

This one was an even heavier heavyweight!

White hair, ram horns, pointy ears.

A visage where purity and desire perfectly intertwined.

Beneath old-fashioned black square-framed glasses, her eyes reflected heart-shaped pupils.

A magnificent expanse that even a loose, casual jacket could hardly conceal.

A pair of small black bat wings neatly folded behind her.

And a soft, pink, heart-shaped little tail that kept flicking back and forth.

Judging by the amplitude of the swishing, the owner of this tail was feeling rather nervous and uneasy at the moment.

Isn't this fucking a succubus?!

A succubus!

With such iconic features, Lu Wenwu could recognize her at a glance without even activating the Eye of Insight.

He had absolute faith in his lower half's judgment!

When Lu Wenwu activated the Eye of Insight, that long string of at least several hundred letters comprising the demon's true name and succubus racial designation completely sealed the deal.

Except for the fact that the status bar of this succubus miss, who could simply be called Kassan, clearly hung afflictions like [Uneasy], [Extremely Tense], [Mild Fear], and [Wary], which severely clashed with the succubus race.

Nothing else seemed open to doubt.

Succubus Kassan looked like she was about to cry, clutching the corners of her clothes tightly as she weakly said, "You... you can call me Kassan... I'm good at... support magic..."

The system automatically translated Kassan's demonic language.

An old monk who looked like a cultivation practitioner but practiced Gun Kata.

A brash, flat-chested Northeast fox spirit who claimed her bewitching skills were awesome.

A shy vampire devoid of any British aristocratic elegance.

A painfully shy, introverted succubus skilled in support magic who was absurdly timid.

What the hell kind of absurd combination was this?

What a coincidence, buddy just loves such unserious company!

How boring would it be if everyone were normal!

Lu Wenwu looked at the group with a smile: "I am Tyrannosaurus, skilled in close combat. Would you all care to sign a contract and form a team?"