Royal Tomb, Cemetery No. 43.

At 1:50 AM, Thunder Warrior carried an oil lamp, walking alone in the eerie cemetery.

To him, today was not a good day.

More precisely, he had been in bad luck for the past two weeks, with nothing going smoothly.

Of course, the unluckiest event among them was being assigned to the Midnight Graveyard Dungeon.

As the recent hot dungeon on the difficulty leaderboard, he paid attention to Midnight Cemetery.

His focus, like that of the majority of Desolate Realm players, was to see when the thunder would explode and who the unlucky person would be.

Initially, the difficulty of Midnight Cemetery was not high. When its pollution level was within a normal range, some had achieved the excellent result of a 60% exploration rate.

But later, as the dungeon's pollution value kept increasing, the difficulty of Midnight Cemetery soared exponentially.

Especially recently, with the clearance rate being zero for a month and a half consecutively, its pollution value skyrocketed, jumping to third place on the B-Level Dungeon difficulty list, becoming recognized as an extremely difficult dungeon.

Everyone knew something was wrong inside the dungeon, but no organization went to deal with it.

Because the location of Midnight Ranch was extremely sensitive.

It was situated in the gap at the junction between the control zones of the Management Bureau and the White Tower, just outside the jurisdiction of both sides. If the dungeon went out of control, and the Erosion Dungeon appeared in the real area, there was an 80% chance it would be in areas like Ma Da, Sakura Island, and Stick Island.

But the fatal part was that there was a 20% probability it would appear in Xia Country or the White Tower.

The relationship between the Management Bureau and the White Tower is even more sensitive than asking about a passerby's gender in the White Tower, making neither side willing nor daring to intervene in Midnight Ranch.

If they succeeded in the breakthrough, expanding the actual control area, annexing resources from neutral regions would lead to questions and condemnations pressing the development of surrounding small and medium organizations.

Moreover, some might even suspect the legitimacy of the breakthrough motive, questioning why a perfectly ordinary dungeon was polluted to the brink of losing control, asking why you went to break through if you weren't secretly the culprit?

If the breakthrough failed, causing the dungeon to lose control at their own place, they'd face ridicule from outside and couldn't justify it within their organization.

If by an extremely rare chance, a Breaker sent by one side failed the strategy, resulting in the Erosion Dungeon appearing at the other's place, the situation would become even more humorous.

Large organizations don't dare to act, and small organizations can't move.

The accumulation of various factors turned Midnight Cemetery into a massive Russian Roulette gamble, and when the dungeon explodes, it will randomly fire at the unfortunate winner.

In the past, Thunder Warrior, like others on forums, would discuss daily who would be the unlucky person shot.

Now he knew, it was him.

Could there be anything more unfortunate than entering Midnight Cemetery?

Yes, and that's having teammates from the Iron Armor Corps.

He had heard of the notorious reputation of the Iron Armor Corps, but he thought, as long as he wasn't provoking them, it shouldn't be a problem.

But who knew Lei Hu was far more dominating than he imagined, resorting to violence at the slightest disagreement.

Although Thunder Warrior's level was not much lower than Lei Hu's, his Future Warrior reincarnation was only a green reincarnation, vastly different from Lei Hu's golden Thunder Power reincarnation, resulting in him being subdued instantly without even resisting.

In a physical sense, subdued.

Just like the saying goes about losing a war because of a nail, a single misfortune can easily trigger a series of misfortunes, eventually leading to a disaster.

Because he resisted Lei Hu, he was assigned to the cemetery farthest from other players. Plus, due to his injuries, his actions were sluggish, resulting in just arriving at the Gravekeeper's cabin when the night patrol was about to commence.

His predecessor hurried him to sign the employment agreement, tossed him a notebook, and slipped away immediately, speed comparable to same-level Agility System players, impossible to stop.

Seeing patrol time already began, his dungeon start was already disastrous, unwilling to accumulate a failure on the first day at the Gravekeeper's job.

Although it was his first time entering a dungeon on the brink of losing control, it wouldn't be tremendously more difficult than ordinary True Dungeon.

With this thought, he carried the oil lamp, picked up the predecessor Gravekeeper's notebook, and walked while reading.

"Reception of the deceased: Each evening, a specially designated carriage will enter the cemetery to deliver corpses awaiting burial. The corpses must be placed in the chapel and buried the next day, ensuring their limbs are bound before storing them in the chapel."

"Burial of the deceased..."

...

"Night patrol: Every evening at 2 AM, the patrol must be conducted according to the route..."

Thunder Warrior walked while reading under the dim light of the oil lamp.

Around him was a dead silent and eerie graveyard, with broken tombstones and unidentified decaying bones appearing underfoot, requiring him to avoid them in stride.

Aside from that, thick vines entangling ankles and scavenging beasts running through his shadows turned his spirit especially tense.

Suddenly, a voice came from his slant.

"Can you see the moon in the sky?"

Thunder Warrior instinctively replied, "The moon's so big up there, just look up and you can see it."

He flipped the notebook, coincidentally seeing the beginning of the next page, written in red pen with words.

"Special Attention!!! When questioned during night patrol, absolutely do not answer!!! Escape immediately until the voice of the question can no longer be heard!!!"

"Damn!"

Thunder Warrior froze for a moment, slowly looking up toward the direction of the previously heard question, only to find that the tree he had assumed to pass by earlier now started moving.

It was a monster over seven meters tall, stitched together from multiple different bodies.

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