Miracle City was still in its infancy. Its functions were incomplete, and it lacked the capability to expand outward for the time being. After finishing the day's construction, there was suddenly nothing left to do, leaving Kanzaki Ren feeling rather bored.
He activated the core and opened the Message Management panel.
It contained four sub-options:[Personal Information], [Territory Information], [Lord Communication Area], and [Adventurer Communication Area].
The first two required no explanation.
The Lord Communication Area was, as the name implied, a chat group exclusively for Dungeon Lords.
At all times, the group contained exactly one thousand lords. Whenever one lord exited, a new one would automatically join. All members had been lords for no more than five years. If someone exceeded the time limit, lost their territory, or died, they would be forcibly removed from the group.
In essence, it was a newcomer chat group.
Inside the channel,messages scrolled at a dizzying pace.
It was far livelier than Kanzaki Ren had expected.
All lords were identified only by numerical IDs.
Lord 0422: "Does anyone understand my pain? I've been a lord for three months and not a single adventurer came today. What am I supposed to do? I'm desperate. Please, experienced seniors, teach me how to trick adventurers into coming!"
Lord 0321: "Help! I made my dungeon too easy, and adventurers clear it every day. These damned locusts are ruthless. I'm almost completely drained. I beg any senior to guide me—generous reward guaranteed!"
…
Lord 0501: "About to face the Dark Lord of my region in a decisive battle. If this fails, I die. Wish me luck."
Lord 0131: "Everyone keep pushing forward. I'm about to begin my third expansion. If all goes well, I'll be automatically removed from the group in ten days."
Lord 0052: "Whoa, respect. Multi-city boss!"
Lord 0123: "Third city during the newbie period? That's insane. Boss, need someone to hang off your leg?"
Lord 0957: "I've been struggling for two years and still haven't cleared my first map. Every day I rack my brain dealing with these cunning adventurers, and I'm constantly harassed by dark races. I'm exhausted and terrified. Life is unbearable."
Lord 0421: "Long-term buyer of blueprints, spirit essences, secret crystals, and all kinds of materials. Anyone with stock, DM me!"
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The Lord Communication Area was not just a place to chat.
It was also a hub for intelligence gathering, requests for assistance, and trade information.
Miracle City did not yet possess trading functionality.
That required the construction of a Trading Hall.
Although Kanzaki Ren couldn't participate in territorial trade yet, lurking in the chat was a good way to pass the time, understand current market prices, and collect useful information.
Dungeon Lords and adventurers were two entirely separate groups.
Adventurers lived on the surface world, while Dungeon Lords originated from the underground world.
Between the surface and the underground lay the chaotic, lawless World of Chaos, composed of multiple layered chaos continents. It was filled with billions of dark races and dark forces—also the region where countless dungeons existed.
Dungeon Lords generally could not enter the surface world.
Adventurers, likewise, could not enter the underground world.
They were fundamentally different realms.
Before becoming a Dungeon Lord, Kanzaki Ren had lived in the underground cities for twenty years. Naturally, he had once had classmates, friends, and a social circle of his own.
But after becoming a lord—
Returning required a Teleport Station.
Although it was classified as a First Rank basic facility, it was the most expensive of all basic constructions, costing a full 10,000 Soul Crystals.
Most new Dungeon Lords never survived long enough to build one. Their territories were destroyed by dark races or monsters long before that.
Dungeon Lord was, without question, a high-risk profession.
After browsing the lord chat for a while,Kanzaki Ren opened the Adventurer Communication Area.
Every dungeon was bound to at least one surface city.
Miracle City was currently bound to Blackrock Town, which meant Kanzaki Ren could access the Blackrock Town Adventurer Forum.
All adventurers possessed an Adventurer System, granting them localized network communication.
The forum's layout was strikingly similar to internet forums from Kanzaki Ren's previous life. It was divided into multiple sections, with countless adventurers sharing intelligence and experiences every day.
This was perfect for collecting feedback.
Understanding adventurers' thoughts and emotional states could directly improve dungeon design.
Blackrock Town's forum was extremely active. After all, it housed nearly one hundred thousand adventurers.
Among the countless posts, one immediately caught Kanzaki Ren's attention.
"Evaluation Report on the "Apocalypse Frenzy" Dungeon of Miracle City!"
Posted half an hour ago.
"Hello, everyone!
"I'm a newbie adventurer—Black Stone Hammer King.
"Today, I'm bringing you a test experience of a brand-new dungeon!
"'Apocalypse Frenzy' is a new secret realm launched by Miracle City, and it's the most pleasantly surprising hidden gem I've encountered recently!
"Let me put it this way—even if I die and get nailed into a coffin, I'll still shout with my rotten vocal cords: Apocalypse Frenzy is absolutely insane!"
"…"
"The richness and detail of this dungeon's environments surpass anything I've ever seen before.
"The lord used top-tier inspiration materials and exceptional design skill to create a post-apocalyptic world with a completely unique art style.
"This world is packed with details and internal consistency. From buildings and facilities to clothing and vehicles, everything feels distinct and real. It makes you want to dig deeper into its history and uncover the truth behind the apocalypse."
"…"
"As for resource output, the dungeon does not disappoint. Current confirmed drops include cola, beer, sausages, chocolate, instant noodles, and more.
"All of them are unique, delicious food and beverages from the dungeon world, and the drop rate is shockingly high. On this point alone, it already surpasses most dungeons on the market in terms of value.
"Based on what the lord has revealed and the current progress, it's not hard to tell that these are only the most basic rewards!
"In any case, Apocalypse Frenzy is absolutely worth trying. I have a strong feeling this might become Blackrock Town's next explosive hit dungeon!"
"…"
Kanzaki Ren patiently read the entire post.
The evaluation was a massive one—twenty to thirty thousand words long.
The writing was rushed and somewhat messy, but it thoroughly covered cities, clothing, architecture, monsters, weapons, gameplay, and resource output. It praised everything to an extreme degree.
Frankly, it could serve as perfect promotional material for Miracle City or Apocalypse Frenzy itself.
Of course—
Black Stone Hammer King was not a famous adventurer.
And the post had only just been published.
It hadn't caused much of a stir yet, and the praise was so over-the-top that it looked suspiciously like paid advertising.
After all, collusion between black-hearted lords and unscrupulous adventurers to hype garbage dungeons, trick people into entering, and slaughter them like livestock was nothing new.
As a result, although the post had a decent number of views, most replies were filled with doubt and ridicule.
That was fine.
Let the bullet fly for a while.
Kanzaki Ren glanced at the time.
The Chaos Tide was about to descend once again. The dungeon's operating hours were approaching.
It was time to prepare for a new day of welcoming adventurers.
Today's harvest—
was unlikely to disappoint.