Chapter 65 Dungeon: Animal Slaughterhouse
Chapter 65 Dungeon: Animal Slaughterhouse
The familiar system notification sound suddenly rang in her mind, and the mechanical, cold voice sent a shiver down Su Jinjin's spine.
[Ding! The seven-day preparation period for testing has ended]
[Ding! The natural disaster game is about to begin]
[Ding! Player has reached level 2 and can now use the privileges. Choose one of two dungeons.]
[Ding! Please select one of the following dungeons to enter]
It's here!
Su Jinjin's heart skipped a beat; she also wanted to see the changes in the game after reaching level 2.
As the system notification faded, two option boxes emitting a dim light appeared in Su Jinjin's field of vision.
It hovered before her like a cold tombstone, with a faint smell of rust in the air.
Distorted radiation or animal slaughterhouses?
Both names exude an ominous aura.
Su Jinjin took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.
She noticed that below both options, a line of small text was slowly scrolling: [Selection Countdown: 00:59...00:58...]
"I only have one minute to consider…" Su Jinjin bit her lower lip and quickly began to analyze the situation.
"Distorted radiation? A dungeon game with radiation?"
Before my eyes appeared twisted and mutated creatures crawling on the wasteland filled with deadly rays, their skin festering and their limbs deformed.
A sense of despair washed over me like a cold tide.
"Pass!" Su Jinjin decisively eliminated this option.
Without professional radiation protection equipment, entering this instance would be tantamount to suicide.
What's even more terrifying is the word "aberration," which makes Su Jinjin feel that this instance is definitely not just about radiation, but must be dangerous due to radiation or other reasons.
If she chooses this instance, perhaps she can awaken a very powerful class within it by relying on her "Worker" talent.
But this is also an unknown, after all, the talent of a working person is also awakened randomly and is not under one's own control.
Survival is the top priority, and Su Jinjin certainly can't rely on luck, which is just a vague and uncertain thing.
Then I looked at another option...
Animal slaughterhouse?
The name sounds strangely ordinary.
Compared to previous dungeon names like "Alien Apocalypse" and "Parasitic Apocalypse," which are straightforward and obvious disaster-themed dungeons, this name seems out of place.
Su Jinjin's thoughts.
A slaughterhouse...at least it sounds like a relatively closed environment, and...
This name... [Distortion Radiation] seems rather "ordinary" in comparison.
It lacks the soul-stirring apocalyptic feel and sci-fi horror of "Distortion."
"Slaughterhouse…" Su Jinjin repeated softly, her brows furrowed.
Does that sound like some kind of bloody manual labor workplace?
Although the word "slaughter" itself carries a strong sense of bloodshed, compared to the unknown and pervasive radiation pollution, at least... at least it seems like an environment she can understand.
The danger inside seems foreseeable?
A faint sense of wishful thinking began to grow.
"Compared to that radiation dungeon whose name alone sounds dangerous, this 'Slaughterhouse'... sounds more... well, safer."
The idea struck Su Jinjin as somewhat absurd.
How can there be true "safety" in a game about natural disasters?
But when people are in dire straits, they will instinctively grasp at that seemingly less sharp straw.
The countdown has reached 00:15, and Su Jinjin must make a decision.
"That's it! The animal slaughterhouse!" Su Jinjin's eyes narrowed as she made her decision.
[Ding! Player has selected the "Animal Slaughterhouse" instance]
The moment she made the selection, she felt a chill run up her spine from the soles of her feet.
A strong stench of blood began to fill the air, and the faint, mournful howls of an unknown creature could be heard.
[Ding! Teleportation to the dungeon "Animal Slaughterhouse" has begun]
As soon as the system notification sound ended, Su Jinjin felt a wave of dizziness.
Her body felt like it had been thrown into a washing machine, and all she could see were distorted lights and shadows.
When she came to her senses, Su Jinjin found herself in a huge cage.
The damp, rusty smell filled her nostrils, and the cold metal railings pressed against her back.
She suddenly opened her eyes wide, adjusting to the dim light.
This place resembles an abandoned industrial factory, with several dim chandeliers hanging from the towering ceiling, the bulbs occasionally flickering and emitting a buzzing electrical sound.
Outside the cage was a wide concrete floor, covered with dark red stains that looked like dried blood.
A low, mechanical roar and the clattering of some kind of metal chain came from afar, sending chills down one's spine.
"Is this the level 2 Calamity dungeon?" a man wearing a black metal mask asked, his voice low and calm.
Su Jinjin quickly looked around; there were ten people in the cage, including herself.
Four of them were dressed in bizarre ways; one of them wore a heavy cloak with a hood covering his entire face.
Some people were wearing full-face helmets, with even their eyes hidden behind dark lenses.
One of them was even wearing a biohazard suit, as if he were on guard against some kind of deadly virus at any time.
There is also a woman with a bird-face mask.
She immediately activated the "Resume Eye," and a light blue information box appeared in her field of vision:
The information about these people appeared before me.
As expected.
Those who covered themselves up tightly were obviously players, while the rest, dressed in rags, with terrified expressions, and some even huddled in corners trembling, were the original inhabitants of the instance.
"As expected, experienced people always hide their identities..." Su Jinjin thought to herself.
Thanks to the [Transformation Ring], her appearance changed the moment she was teleported, transforming her from a beautiful young woman into an ordinary passerby.
Now, she has to fit in.
So she quickly adjusted her expression, mimicking the indigenous people, showing a look of fear and unease, even trembling slightly, to make herself appear harmless.
Although she doesn't yet know why these indigenous people are afraid.
But she soon understood.
Outside the cage, the heavy iron door slowly opened, accompanied by a grating metallic scraping sound.
A huge figure walked in.
Was it a... "person"?
No, perhaps it can no longer be called a "person".
It wore a blood-stained butcher's apron, its exposed skin was an eerie bluish-gray, its muscles were bulging, and its arms were as thick as the limbs of some kind of wild beast.
What's most chilling is that its head is a huge pig's head.
The pig's head had dark, dull eyes, and its mouth was wide open, revealing its gleaming white fangs.
It dragged a huge machete, the blade scraping the ground with a piercing sound and sparks flying.
"Today... there's quite a lot of material delivered... I just wonder who will become one of us, and who will become food! Hehe."
It murmured in a low voice, as if the sound was squeezed from deep in its throat, accompanied by the sound of wet, sticky saliva.
Su Jinjin's pupils suddenly contracted.
At that moment, she finally understood why this instance was called "Animal Slaughterhouse".