Chapter 8: Flon's Dungeon Prelude-Part 1

General POV

In the underground library of the headquarters, the dark atmosphere lends it a mysterious air. Only a corner of the reading area is illuminated by a warm-colored magic stone lamp.

As Flon concentrates on reading, two blue rings, containing turquoise brilliance, encircle his golden pupils. This effect triggers the skill:

"Reader"

-Strengthen mental power

-Doubles the effect in the dark

-Immunity to mental pollution

Flon's powerful mental strength accelerates his memory ability, keeping his spirits high. At night, this effect reaches its peak, making him more enthusiastic about absorbing knowledge.

At some point, an inaudible sound echoes through the quiet corridor, extending to the first-floor hall and then to the basement.

Gently, a gap exposes itself in the library door, and a red divine eye, shining even in the dark, peers through, secretly observing the figure swimming in the ocean of knowledge.

'Is this his skill [Reader] ? His spiritual power kicks up a notch and doubles down at night..... hehehehe... Seems like we've got a night-owl nerd in the family ' Loki pondered, a mischievous grin lighting up her face.

'Maybe getting him in the mix will shake up the sluggish kids, but is it too much to make Flon the guinea pig? Nah, for the greater good, I'll throw you under the bus a bit. Sorry, hehehehe.'

I snapped out of my trance, a shiver running down my spine. Glancing left and right, I found nothing. 'What's with this uneasy feeling?'

In the end, I didn't find anything, so I dove back into the book.

General POV

Time is the ethereal river that flows ceaselessly, carrying the stories of our past, the realities of our present, and the dreams of our future on its ever-changing currents. Yet, it's even more fascinating how our sense of time is intricately woven into the fabric of our interests, making each moment subjective and distinct

For instance, when you're heading home after a long time, every minute during the journey might feel like it's dragging, but the days spent with your family pass in the blink of an eye. It goes to show that people's perception of time is largely influenced by their interests.

It's also true that sometimes we perceive time as an endless loop, like in our daily lives: waking up in the morning, eating, going to work, returning home, eating, sleeping. And this cycle continues, akin to what is happening in Orario right now.

The city experiences the rhythm of sunrise and sunset, the day and night cycle, transitioning from noisy to silent, day after day. Today will mark a significant event in Orario, as a young man emerges from his library and embarks on a journey into the dungeon, ultimately breaking this time loop.

 MC POV

"HOLY SHIT!!! I have been in the library for TEN fuckin' days!!! It's really hard to keep track of time when you are doing something interesting."

"I wonder how much my stats have grown after ten days of non-stop learning... Yeah, I know [Infinite Super Magic] is OP as fuck during the initial stages!"

After washing up I went to Loki to update my stats.

---Twilight Manor, Loki's Room---

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I haven't seen such an exaggerated child in thousands of years. Just staying in the library, reading books for ten days, and your ability value casually increased by 2505. I am really looking forward to your future. Wait for Ais and the others to return from the expedition. Hehehehe," said Loki as she handed the stat sheet to Flon.

Name: Flon Algon

Level: Lv.1

[Ability Value]:

STR: D501

VIT: D501

DEX: D501

AGI: D501

Magic: D501

[Development Ability]:

[Magic]:

"Surtur"

-Enchantment

-Destruction property 

-[CHANT]: "I am the beginning of the End"

[Skills]:

"Reader"

-Strengthen mental power

-Doubles the effect in the dark

-Immunity to mental pollution

"Polymath"

-Choose two development abilities each time

-Learn magic without being restricted by the magic slot

-When using magic swords and magic tools, the power is greatly increased

-Double magic power

"Infinite Super Magic"

-Strengthen the spirit through the accumulation of knowledge

-Strengthen magic power through knowledge accumulation

-Magic synchronously increases all attributes

-Current Accumulation: 0.3%

'Hmm the increase in stat is as expected and probably it will slow down as I become stronger'

'No matter how pumped my stats are, it's all trash compared to the real strong. I'm basically just a blank slate super soldier—no skills, no strategies, and zero combat experience. Time to hit the dungeon for some cash and experience'

After grabbing breakfast, I start preparing in the room.

"Since we're only exploring the upper floors, we can go back and forth on the same day. Breakfast is sorted, so just pack a lunchbox."

"The weapon is a 1600 valis dagger, and there is no armor, if you don't count the cloak."

"To collect dropped items and magic stones, you need a strong backpack, um... a gift from a certain member can be used."

It's a handmade, sturdy backpack with dimensions of about 600x400x400, more than enough for newcomers.

"As for the medicine, I don't have money to buy it; let's talk about it after I come out of the dungeon."

"Okay, let's go."

After finishing up the preparations, I'm ready to start the first exploration.

Wearing a black cloak, carrying a backpack, and a newly bought short sword pinned to the inferior belt on the back of my waist, I feel a bit high-spirited.

"Come on, little Flon!"

I don't know when Loki was standing in the open-air corridor on the second floor, waving to me non-stop.

I turn my head and raise my fist, a confident smile on my face.

Then set off quietly.

Loki narrows her eyes and purses her lips as she watches me slowly disappear at the end of the path.

"I don't know how far you can grow this time? I am really looking forward to it."

"Hmm, I'm curious why that nympho goddess hasn't discovered Flon with her cheating ability, given this child's excellence. Is it accidental, or—"

The red-haired goddess was lost in thought.

MC POV

 As I walked through the garden and left the path, the bustling crowd came into view. Adventurers and supporters in full gear filled the North Street. Some chatted and laughed with a relaxed demeanor, while others appeared tense and moody. Regardless of their mood, everyone was armed to the teeth.

No one dared to underestimate Orario and the ever-changing Dungeon ; a slight mistake could spell disaster.

"Let's do this."

Taking a deep breath, I tightened my backpack, donned my cape hat, and seamlessly blended into the crowd.

The goal: The Tower of Babel!