Catastrophe Card King - Chapter 68
Chapter 68: 47 Adventurer’s Diary
Translator: 549690339
After the skeleton horde left, Leonard Churchill collected the cash scavenged from the two bodies on the ground, totaling over two thousand.
That was almost equivalent to the salary he had deducted before.
Now they were even.
Worried that the gunfire might attract trouble, he didn’t dare to stick around.
He followed the trail left by the skeletons.
He walked through several corridors, saw hundreds of skeleton monsters piled up in the passage, and a corpse lying on the ground butchered beyond recognition.
It was indeed Bald Cliff.
With the body found and all witnesses dead, he had no more concerns for the time being.
By that time, the sounds of combat in the tunnel had become very intense.
Listening to them, Leonard furrowed his brows.
Identifying the sounds of battle were coming from the nine o’clock direction, he decisively chose a tunnel in the three o’clock direction and plunged in, heading deeper into the labyrinth.
Initially, Leonard had been worried about fast travel that could lead him into monsters. But without the threat of skeleton monsters, the way ahead suddenly opened up.
Unlike before, there was no fear, and he could even jog along the way.
Moreover, he intentionally chose corridors where large numbers of skeletons were.
Skeleton monsters that weren’t triggered by humans to hate were mostly just piles of broken bones on the ground.
Only a small number of complete bodies would roam in the labyrinth.
Leonard totally suppressed his fear fluctuations, calmly stepping on those skeleton bones without any incident.
Occasionally, the “Skeleton Leader” and “Elite Skeleton” would notice something unusual, and turn their heads to look.
Activating the clown mask, the Skeleton Leader would immediately lose its target and stand blankly on the spot.
If it was just skeletons and the labyrinth, Leonard felt that this alternate dimension was much easier than 407.
Moreover, the people from the Governor’s Mansion had attracted most of the dangers in the labyrinth.
Even for the mysterious “Secret Keeper”, Leonard gradually had some ideas.
His choice to walk down the corridor with many skeletons wasn’t whimsical, but a speculation.
The hint in the labyrinth was: It is an alternate dimension created by the resentment of the deaths of three hundred thousand laborers.
So then, the question arises.
Who killed these three hundred thousand laborers?
It so happened that the hint the “Secret Keeper” provides is, it would keep the secrets of the tomb, killing all living creatures.
Could it be that the laborers were killed by the Secret Keeper?
If so, if you were murdered, would your resentment forget the killer?
So, he thought, the greater the number of skeleton monsters, the less likely the Secret Keeper would appear.
Of course, his deduction was still largely due to his other judgment: the alternate dimension is not fundamentally created to kill people.
Now he understood that the various alternate dimensions of this world followed different modes.
Pure monster killing, puzzle-solving, survival, game of survival, bloody slaughter, storyline, single challenge, team competition, hell…
Different modes had different ways to break through.
If encountering the “Secret Keeper” meant inevitable death, then the Grand Cemetery Labyrinth was not in “puzzle-solving mode” but rather a game of pure luck.
With puzzle-solving, there would undoubtedly be a way to survive after encountering this creature.
Leonard didn’t know what the “method” was, for now.
But for now, it seems that staying in the corridor with many skeletons was the safest choice.
Other people might think the way Leonard did.
But even if they do, they might not be able to act accordingly.
At least the people from the Governor’s Mansion weren’t able to.
The Frost Knight Legion certainly had many talented individuals who might be able to keep their San Value from fluctuating sharply like Leonard.
But Governor Miller had too many bodyguards; not everyone could maintain absolute calmness.
The more people there are, the more targets there are to attract hatred, but they had no choice but to protect their boss, Governor Miller.
Thus, their only strategy was to charge through by killing monsters.
Leonard was able to foresee their fate.
Fighting while attracting monsters.
In the end, losing all soldiers.
Moreover, Leonard suspected that arousing the hatred of the skeleton is not just about lowering the San Value.
Even severe emotional fluctuations like “bravery” and “excitement” could trigger hatred.
Just like hunters who farm monsters in the labyrinth must inevitably trigger the monsters, it’s the same principle.
Such rational fluctuations were inevitable once fighting broke out.
Therefore.
Regardless of the situation, the people from the Governor’s Mansion were doomed.
But that was only hypothetical.
The life and death of the people from the Governor’s Mansion had nothing to do with him. In the end, to survive, Leonard had to get out of the labyrinth.
Moving along, he carefully looked for clues.
That’s how it was, Leonard leisurely strolled in the labyrinth.
Solving the labyrinth puzzle was one of his favorite pastimes in his previous life, so he didn’t feel any panic at being trapped.
With no sense of crisis, there were fewer rational fluctuations, so he wouldn’t trigger the skeleton’s hatred.
A positive cycle.
He explored along the heavily skeleton-populated corridors, and occasionally found some glowing bones in the piles of skeletons.
Grinded into powder, these bones were called “Bone Dust”, an extraordinary material.
Many Undead Type and Dark Type cards needed it for their creation, so the demand was huge.
These were also the most produced materials in the labyrinth.
But the space in Leonard’s storage ring was limited, and even if it was full, it wouldn’t worth much money. So he picked up some and left the rest.
As for killing monsters, he didn’t consider it at all.
Even when he saw some elite skeletons that might explode with good materials or cards, he didn’t think about it.
The best option right now was to do nothing.
Wait for the people from the Governor’s Mansion to die off first.
Like this, he kept walking for over half an hour..