[Dungeon Reminder: The Dungeon World plane restart will commence at 00:00 AM. The restart will last for 6 hours. All survivors are advised to cease dungeon exploration during this period to avoid unnecessary losses and dangers. Please check your personal mail for detailed information.]
[Dungeon Reminder: ...]
[Dungeon Reminder: ...]
Following Jiang Yaqing's prompt, Chen Yu found this reminder in his personal chat window.
Posted at midnight.
This was about 10 minutes after Chen Yu fell asleep.
Chen Yu truly hadn't expected such a major event to occur while he was asleep. He had gone to bed as usual, rested sufficiently, and then faced the next day's survival challenge.
Who would have thought—
He had only slept for a moment, and the dungeon plane had already restarted.
Could he believe it?
"Where's the mail?"
Chen Yu asked in a low voice. Jiang Yaqing, who was on the video call, was yawning. Her state clearly indicated she was on the verge of exhaustion.
"Within the camp page. There are quite a few changes after this restart. You can study them yourself; I really can't take it anymore and need to sleep. If I don't sleep now, I fear I might die of exhaustion." Jiang Yaqing yawned, but her eyes suddenly sharpened. "Remember, I expect you to discuss equipment trading with me after I wake up. If you dare to refuse—"
"What will you do?"
Seeing Jiang Yaqing's fierce expression, Chen Yu couldn't help but tease her with a smile.
"I..." Jiang Yaqing moved her lips for a long time, clenched her fists, and wrinkled her nose. "I'll never talk to you again, you scoundrel, spit!"
*Click!*
The video call ended.
Watching the image of Jiang Yaqing disappear from the projection, Chen Yu couldn't help but recall her final, compromised yet stubborn and tsundere anger, and he chuckled.
"So silly, what was the point of staying up all night?"
Even if the cooperation was solidified, it meant Jiang Yaqing hadn't stayed up in vain.
She hadn't done anything.
Instead, she had provided Chen Yu with guidance for the restart and then left a threat that lacked any real weight.
Truly, endearingly foolish.
Chen Yu, sitting cross-legged on his camp bed, smiled and shook his head before clicking on the main camp page.
Indeed!
After the plane restart, it seemed that the watch functions had also increased.
Specifically, on the main camp page, a 3D projection had appeared. This projection was a miniature of Chen Yu's main camp, with a mailbox at the main entrance.
Opening the mailbox.
A letter without a signature or sender appeared inside.
"Congratulations, survivors."
The first thing that met his eyes was a congratulatory message devoid of any substance.
"We are delighted that you have survived the most difficult initial phase of dungeon survival. We believe that by now, you who have survived have a general understanding of the dungeon world and know how to survive."
"According to data investigation results."
"During this period, 3,863,782,045 survivors unfortunately perished, resulting in a death rate of 60%. Seeing this data, don't you all feel that your current lives are hard-won?"
*Gulp.*
Even though Chen Yu was mentally prepared, from the decrease in population in the regional chat, he had a rough idea that the death rate in dungeon survival was definitely not low.
But he hadn't expected—
The number of deaths was as high as 3.86 billion, and the death rate had reached a terrifying 60%.
Relatively speaking, his regional death rate was considered low.
In truth, Chen Yu didn't know that the death rate in his region was not low at all; it could be considered among the lowest.
In dungeon survival, not all survivors died from accidents.
Many others died from resource scarcity, prolonged lack of food and water, slowly starving to death, or succumbing to hunger and choosing suicide.
Some also died while taking a gamble, being overpowered by wild beasts due to their weakness.
In Chen Yu's region, with him as a food supplier, the survivors' food supply had never been a major issue, which was why the death rate in his region was low.
The deaths of billions of survivors.
This was undoubtedly a number that would shock anyone who saw it.
"I wonder if... is still alive," Chen Yu murmured, his fists clenching suddenly. There were some things he hadn't dared to think about since entering the dungeon.
However—
Upon seeing this astonishing death rate, he couldn't help but worry.
He also understood very clearly.
He had to stabilize his mindset now and improve his strength as much as possible in the shortest amount of time. Only by becoming stronger would he be qualified to do certain things.
After a long silence.
Chen Yu exhaled slowly, discarding the杂念 (miscellaneous thoughts) from his mind, and continued reading the letter.
"Among these deceased individuals, there may be your family members, friends, or perhaps former loved ones. Do you now regret not saying a final word to those you love?"
"Speaking of which, you have experienced life and death. Should this feeling be quite wonderful?"
Damn it!
Even Chen Yu, who had calmed his mindset, felt disgusted by these words in the letter.
Wasn't this deliberately messing with people's minds?
Are you sick!
Chen Yu had previously thought that such mind-messing words were spoken by the little devil. Now, it seemed it had little to do with her; someone else was the one being disgusting.
"Alright, let go of your sorrow."
"Wipe away your tears."
"Being able to see this letter does not mean you are qualified. You have only just gone through the first stage of the survival selection."
"Next, you will face an even more brutal survival journey."
"The trigger condition for this dungeon plane restart was the activation of rare camp magic workbenches by more than 10,000 individuals. As for how the next restart will be triggered, you will have to explore that yourselves."
More than 10,000 activated camp magic workbenches.
Chen Yu couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
It had been less than 24 hours since he activated his, and within this short period, the number of activations had already exceeded five digits.
It seemed the first tier of survivors were indeed fiercely competing with each other.
"Cannot be complacent,"
Chen Yu whispered.
Under these circumstances, if he were to become even slightly complacent, it wouldn't be a matter of days or weeks, but perhaps just one day before he was left behind by others.
The competition at the head of the pack was definitely fiercer than at the tail.
Fortunately, Chen Yu was the first to activate, and he had already received a God-Bestowed Chest.
Speaking of which—
He still hadn't opened his God-Bestowed Chest.
Chen Yu's plan was to wait until his luck value increased further before considering opening the chest. Of course, he wasn't saying he would never open it.
Within a week.
He gave himself a week. If he couldn't hold on any longer, this delay would affect his development.
Regaining his focus, Chen Yu's gaze returned to the letter.
"The following are the changes after the restart—"
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Author's Note:
Good morning, have you eaten?