Cheat Awakening-Chapter 709 - . Team Dungeon

"What's that smell?"

Myne's nose wrinkled at the foul stench of blood and decay. Looking around, he found himself in an abandoned bus. The source of the smell and the sticky crimson was a uniformed corpse sprawled in the aisle, surrounded by a dense cloud of flies that indicated it had been dead for quite some time.

Besides him on the bus were five other living people. They blinked open their eyes with confused expressions, and floating nicknames appeared above their heads, confirming they were players like him, also part of this team dungeon.

However, while Myne observed his teammates, his gaze snagged on a familiar figure attempting to conceal himself with a long robe.

"Ah, hello buddy, we meet again," Myne said, a playful smile playing on his lips.

The game lacked any avatar modification function, so everyone looked exactly as they did in real life. Coupled with the floating IDs, recognition was easy, even if someone had unusual physical features.

The man Myne addressed was none other than his second opponent from the arena, whose ass he had just kicked. But it seemed that, like Myne, after healing his hands, the other guy hadn't wasted time and had rushed straight into the dungeon to become stronger.

Magmascorch, the red goblin with mind-blowing fire resistance, trembled upon hearing the voice of the suddrual who had nearly killed him an hour ago. He looked back and saw Myne's demonic face split into a wide smile as he waved.

F*ck! What is this bastard doing here? Magmascorch didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He should have been happy to encounter an acquaintance in a dungeon. A place full of danger, filled with uncertainty and a high mortality rate, the memory of someone brutally severing his hands and then glueing his mouth shut. It was hard to have a good impression of such a person.

"Ahhm, hehe, hello." Although he desperately wanted to stay as far away from Myne as possible, the other party clearly had no such intentions. Myne took the initiative, approaching and patting him on the shoulder, forcing Magmascorch to return the greeting.

"Hahaha, don't look so terrified, as if I'm going to eat you alive," Myne whispered gently, his voice only reaching Magmascorch's ears.

"The arena battle and this dungeon challenge are completely different things. There, we were mortal enemies with only two options: kill or be killed. But here, we're teammates, so it's best to stick together and clear this mission instead of fleeing and holding grudges over past matters." He didn't know what the other teammates were like, so he kept his voice low.

{ He thinks you are more cunning than him and wants to fool him again. }

{ He doesn't trust you. His parents have told him that most humans are greedy liars and he should stay away from them. }

{ He is more afraid of the dungeon than you, so he thinks that until figuring out the main theme, he'd better stick close to you before thinking of a way to escape. }

As expected, this guy is indeed very cunning and knows how to take advantage of every change. He has a bright future, Myne nodded and gave Magmascorch a thumbs up in his mind, acknowledging his strategy. If Myne were in his position, he would do the same thing.

While forcibly dragging Magmascorch onto his pirate ship, Myne turned his head to look at his other teammates.

Two people sat in the back, a duo. Although their general appearance was human-like, they possessed mischievous tails and bodies covered in fur, resembling cats or wolves, along with long, fluffy ears on their heads and flat, black noses.

Among the duo, one was called [ Ache ] and the other [ Achoo ]. They appeared to be teenagers of similar age.

Feeling Myne's gaze, the whispering duo stopped. Ache cleared his throat lightly, adopting a serious demeanour before speaking. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Ache. I am a level 6 player."

He pointed to the furry, brown, wolf-like guy beside him, who wore casual pants and a t-shirt with a sexy wolf lady showing her ass printed on it.

"This is my son, Achoo," He said seriously.

The brown-haired man glared at his best friend and kicked his buttocks angrily. "Get lost! I'm your father! Don't think I'll bring you lunch this afternoon, you bastard!"

"Sorry, Dad, please don't! Otherwise, I will starve to death."

Myne watched the two childish figures bickering as if they were in a park and couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment. He had already labeled them unreliable noobs. He also read their thoughts, and they were just thinking about food or their crushes. Neither of them seemed serious about their current predicament.

Then he looked at the remaining two people. One was a human girl who seemed to be having a difficult time after seeing the corpse and was hiding in a corner, muttering something like, "I didn't want to play this crappy game; I just wanted to go home."

She wore a white shirt, a very small black thigh-high skirt, and big round goggles on her eyes. Myne had to admit she was quite a beauty with what looked like double D-cup breasts, which seemed as if they would break free from her too-tight shirt, perfectly showcasing her curvaceous body but leaving no breathing space for her breasts.

Although he didn't know what she was thinking when she came to the dungeon dressed in clothes that would only make things difficult for her, he had to say, for his eyes' pleasure, she had done a perfect job.

{ She is scared after seeing the corpse. }

{ She was able to clear the trial dungeon by relying on her beauty and seducing a naive guy who helped her from start to finish, giving her the illusion that all dungeons would be so easy. After she improved her attributes and felt the power rushing through her body, she became addicted to it and decided to play again, but now she is regretting it. }

{ She is pretending to be pitiful so someone will take pity on her and offer a helping hand, allowing her to rely on him to finish the dungeon. If that doesn't work, she is willing to use her body on the only human in the team besides herself to gain his protection, she can't believe someone would ignore a beauty like her. }

Huh? Wait a minute, the other human besides her wasn't that me? Had her evil eyes already fallen on my body? F*ck, why the hell does everyone want my body? Although I am handsome, this is a bit too much, Myne, feeling a strange mix of pain and pleasure, cursed. Although he wouldn't mind a beauty throwing herself into his arms, if the other party was just a pig teammate, then he definitely wasn't going to accept this burden.

Throwing the girl's matter aside, he looked at their last teammate. A muscular, red-skinned, bald, four-eyed uncle, nearly 2 meters tall, with a deadly serious face. He was currently coming toward them, seeming to want to say something.

His voice was calm but a little deep, and when he spoke, he instantly grabbed everyone's attention.

"Although I don't want to disturb you, didn't you brats notice what's going on outside the bus?"

This person is called [ Mr. Red ]. He has a sharp look in his eyes. He is wearing a black vest and overalls. He has well-developed muscles and a good temperament, giving a very reliable feeling, as if nothing could shake him and everything was within his control.

His level had also reached level 9, the highest among them all.

According to the matching mechanism of the team dungeon told to him by the system, the level difference between players would not exceed 5 levels. After all, the higher the level, the more attribute points could be allocated, which would lead to a difference in strength.

There was no need to worry about being dragged down by too-weak guys, nor to worry about being blown away by too-high-level players in one punch.

After Mr. Red's reminder, everyone looked outside.

At this time, there was a highway outside with abandoned cars everywhere, and a large number of zombies with grey eyes and light green skin were staggering aimlessly.

The afterglow of the setting sun was shining through the blood-colored clouds, illuminating the rotting flesh and bloodied faces, which looked terrifying and disgusting.

"Is this a zombie dungeon?" Achoo said with wide eyes, seeing hundreds of dead bodies wandering around them. It would be a lie to say he wasn't frightened already.

Before anyone answered him, the system displayed a message.

[ Dungeon CG and introduction are loading... ]

[ Zizi. Zizi... ]

Then a sound from the intercom slowly sounded in everyone's ears, and everything around them turned black and white. But unlike last time, there was no video CG, only an audio clip of a man.

[ This is... Ziranloda. This is an isolated city called Srinka. Now it has become a dead city. Countless zombies are wandering in every corner of the city. In this dead and miserable city, the handful of living people are struggling in despair, trying their best to survive. The afterglow of the sunset is disappearing, and you may become one of them. Be careful. ]