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For Nagas: How to Survive Your Dungeon! (BL)

Updates @ 13:00 (+8 GMT) Naga can be many things. Yet, none had ever been a dungeon core. Chavu is one, after two hundred years of service to the old one, which was smashed as he napped in his pond cavern. Marcellus greets him with a bloody sandal, yet, Chavu has never felt too much fear of anything. Well, maybe of flutes, but that is a perfectly reasonable fear. Together with a gnomic colony, and a prince who doesn’t quite know what he is doing, Chavu will take up the system, or, the snappy auntie, as he calls her, on her challenge. Does he have what it takes to survive as a dungeon core? Will he rake in a profit? This is a journey of a dungeon core, who doesn't play by the rules!

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Chapter 72: A night of play

There, along the river, were many pools, lined with stone. There were three big enough to hold two humans at the same time, smaller ones, more geared towards goblins, and even smaller, more shallow ones, for gnomes.

When the gnomes had come to the river, fully expecting this to be an incomplete work, they were surprised. The grass was cut around the pools, and the water was clear in all of them.

Tired of an entire day of feeding the ever-hungry toothbrush making machine bamboo, the gnomes were quick to lose everything but their underwear, and to go inside the pools.

Goblins then entered their own. Finally, Chavu and Marcellus went to share a pool. Chavu's tail barely fit inside. They had dug the pool to be wider, yet the tail was proving to be too big.