Prudent choice

Rael grew thoughtful.

He had not expected to be confronted by this problem when it came to setting up the dungeon.

"…How hostile is the alien creature to life within the dungeon?"

"Quite," the Divine Doctor calmly remarked. "It actively enslaves most creatures within it and forces them to breed while creating a gradient of resources that increases the closer you get to the center of the dungeon. This increases competition for resources as the area decreases the closer one gets to the center of the dungeon, allowing only the fittest survive. In other words, last time, it created a self-improving slave army. I cannot help but wonder what it would create this time."

Emperor Rael narrowed his eyes. "You say that like it cannot be inferred from the last time."

"Correct," the Divine Doctor replied. "It is not something that can be inferred from the last time. The reason is quite simple yet infinitely fascinating. You see…"