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Number One Dungeon Supplier

In a modern world where cultivators need a place to cultivate or vent their boredom, there are private businesses that set up instance dungeons with the aid of technology and cultivation magic to enable cultivators to train and commoners to experience the life of cultivation. They are called dungeon suppliers. Xie Jin's one and only dream was to be a dungeon supplier and when his only relative passed away, the relative's inheritance gave him a plot of land and surprisingly, a 'System' Module which the relative had previously used. With the help of the system, Xie Jin decided to pursue his dream of becoming the number one dungeon supplier. ----------- (13/8/2020) Author's opinion: At this point, this book had hundreds of chapters worth of content which I had planned for a long time. If you wish to undertake the book and appreciate the story, please read it up till chapter 300s to understand the sudden twist in chapter 100s. i will admit that during that time, I am still a young budding author and could have expressed the story better in the early hundred chapters. But I assure you the story development is worth it. ----------- Discord channel: https://discord.gg/KkUXzjTKf9 If you have some spare change, please buy me a coffee: https://ko-fi.com/moloxiv

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Monster's Dodgeball

When the flare went up, the ones who felt the most danger were the monsters wearing the A-Tier helmets. They understood that they were the most vulnerable among all of the monsters because catching them would yield the second possible highest amount of points. The bellators would be safe for a moment unless the monsters decided to band together to remove them from the game.

Those with S-Tier Helmets also understood that they were not the primary target as most of the monsters recognised how strong they were...except for the newer comrades who had yet to see or experience the unparalleled strength of bellators.

The Deep Ones, as the species that was even keener on battles than Orcs, knew better than to trifle with the bellators and yet the Mousefolks were daring enough to go against their own master.

Perhaps it was not ignorance but rather a sort of challenge to see how far the students could go against their own master.