Entering the Dungeon Feels Just Like Coming Home

Song Gua sprinted forward, swiftly plunging into the crowd, recalling his clones as he dashed.

In one smooth motion, he retracted all of them.

Before becoming a professional, Song Gua could only summon and recall his clones within a one-meter radius around him.

Now, when summoning clones, they still only appeared within a meter.

However, the range for recalling them had expanded to a twenty-meter radius.

It seemed that with every level he gained, the recall range would increase by a two-meter radius.

To the clones, this recall ability was tantamount to teleportation.

Simultaneously, the massive fireball crashed down, shaking half the mountain peak and sending flaming, splintered branches flying everywhere.

Song Gua was relatively close to the point of impact and was caught in the blast, being knocked to the ground.

Half of a burning giant tree traced a parabola through the air, plummeting straight toward Song Gua's head.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge in time, Song Gua summoned a clone from the Guardian sequence to act as a meat shield.

"Ouch! My butt! It's burning!"

"Guardian sequence, A-rank, Storm Knight. Young man, I have high hopes for you. From now on, your leveling priority is only second to the Fire Warrior and Rhythm Mage."

"Fuck! Stop making empty promises to me!"

Song Gua released his clones once more.

But this time, he only sent out a few dozen of his main forces.

The terrain in this area was narrow, and having too many people would only cause chaos.

It would also make them easy targets to be wiped out in a single group attack by the old monkey covered in white fur currently standing on a large rock.

[White-Haired Elder]

[Level: Lv10]

[Role: Boss]

[Strength: 50]

[Constitution: 120]

[Spirit: 180]

[Agility: 20]

[Skills: White-Hair Binding (Normal, Lv5), Elder's Blessing (Fine, Lv5), Heavenly Fire of Punishment (Flawless, Lv5)]

[Description: They all say this elder of Monkey Mountain only knows how to throw a single fireball, but you didn't expect it to be this big, did you?]

Compared to mobs, enhanced monsters, and elite monsters, boss monsters not only had higher attributes but often possessed a few extra powerful skills.

Like that super massive fireball just now.

"The White-Haired Elder's Heavenly Fire of Punishment has a very long cooldown. Don't be cowards, rush up and take him down!"

This kind of mechanic was very common in dungeons.

A sneaky bastard would hide in some corner chanting the prelude to a skill, waiting for the professionals to arrive before throwing it out to ambush them.

If you fell for it, the losses would be severe.

Level five dungeons had been farmed to death by professionals; as long as someone had read the guides, no one would fall into such an obvious trap.

The solution was simple: assign someone with high agility to use an acceleration skill like Sprint.

Then, have them run a lap around the area to lure out the White-Haired Elder, and slip away the moment they saw the fireball taking shape.

The reason it had been a bit chaotic just now was that the clones were indeed too unruly.

They were all scrambling to fight monsters, completely unable to stop.

"Protect the elder! Protect the elder!"

From all around, many large, heavily built monkeys with bright red eyes and black fur suddenly appeared.

[Red-Eyed Monkey]

[Level: Lv10]

[Role: Elite]

[Strength: 90]

[Constitution: 100]

[Spirit: 40]

[Agility: 40]

[Skills: Skin Hardening (Normal, Lv5), Shared Destiny (Fine, Lv5)]

[Description: The personal guards of the Monkey Mountain Elder, with thick skin and tough flesh.]

The number of monsters in a dungeon was designed for a five-person party.

In Hell-difficulty dungeons, the number would increase somewhat, but it was still far fewer than Song Gua's clones.

At this moment, there were ten Red-Eyed Monkeys guarding the White-Haired Elder.

That doddering old white monkey was mumbling incantations again.

They couldn't let him launch another Heavenly Fire of Punishment.

Dozens of clones swarmed forward with a clear division of labor.

In groups of four, ten groups rushed up, directly hoisted the ten Red-Eyed Monkeys onto their shoulders, and carried them away.

Weren't you supposed to have thick skin and tough flesh, with one skill enhancing damage reduction and another sharing damage taken by others?

Song Gua simply had his clones carry these troublesome things away, hauling them off to another spot to gang up on them.

The poor White-Haired Elder was chanting his spells and singing his songs, but when he opened his eyes, he found over a dozen Assassin sequence professionals standing in front of him.

"Kidney Strike!"

"Backstab!"

"Headshot Smash!"

"Stealth-Breaking Strike!"

"Blade Unsheathed!"

"..."

The defining characteristic of the Assassin sequence was focused damage and lethal strikes.

After this barrage of skills, the White-Haired Elder could only die with a grievance.

[You have slain the Lv10 White-Haired Elder!]

[Experience increased, 65% -> 70%!]

[You have obtained Fine Equipment: Sturdy Monkey Mountain Leather Hat x 1!]

[You have obtained Excellent Skill Book: First-Tier Mage Sequence Skill Book x 1!]

[You have obtained Consumable: Enhancement Stone x 1!]

[You have obtained Fine Material: Magical White Hair x 10!]

[You have obtained Fine Material: Aged Monkey Brain x 1!]

As expected of a boss-level monster, it dropped much more loot upon death.

Song Gua directly ordered his Logistics sequence clones to go up and gather material items like the Magical White Hair and Aged Monkey Brain.

Ever since entering the dungeon, the Logistics clones acted as if they had returned home.

Dungeon monsters would always drop some materials to a certain extent.

Common things like animal bones, fur, and hides were endless.

Logistics professions had a huge demand for these materials to craft their class-specific items, so they constantly trailed behind picking up the trash, sweeping the area completely clean.

If it were a normal party running the dungeon, no one would bother picking up these common materials that were practically weighed by the pound. They took up too much inventory space, and it was better to pick up some equipment to sell outside.

Enhancement Stones were essential materials for upgrading equipment, and the demand for them would be massive later on.

In the early stages, no one upgraded these transitional pieces of equipment—unless they were filthy rich.

Ordinary professionals would hoard their Enhancement Stones until their combat power was no longer sufficient.

For example, during the second-tier class advancement challenge.

There was one piece of headgear; whichever main force member lacked one would go up and grab it without Song Gua having to worry about it.

"An Excellent Mage skill book. I can't use it. Should I sell it, or give it to a clone?"

Excellent-quality skill books were very valuable.

Depending on the profession, the market price ranged from ten thousand to a hundred thousand.

Such a large fluctuation range was normal; some professions were popular, while others were relatively niche.

Skill books were also needed when upgrading skills, making skill books for popular professions even scarcer.

The Mage sequence was undoubtedly highly popular, and Song Gua estimated that this skill book would be worth nearly a hundred thousand.

So, professionals really did make money fast; a six-figure income could be earned in minutes.

However, that was only because Song Gua was soloing a Hell-difficulty dungeon, which allowed him to get such drops without having to worry about splitting the money with anyone else.

His peers from the same graduating class couldn't possibly achieve this kind of money-making efficiency right now.

A Rhythm Mage clone poked his head out from the side and said flatteringly.

"Hehe, boss, let me use it. I have four skills right now, and if I learn another one, my damage output frequency can be a bit faster, right?"

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