Chapter 100: Landing: Yellow Turban Rebellion

Most war-type dungeons demand extremely high hard power from players.

It’s difficult for players to survive in these dungeons.

Those slightly easier, less dangerous ones have already been cleared by local players.

“Interesting! Truly interesting!”

Hermes’s lips curled slightly—he was already intrigued.

Though called a dungeon, Hermes could see that player freedom here was astonishingly high.

For instance, in the Yellow Turban Rebellion dungeon, even if Itachi completely ignore both the Yellow Turban and Han factions, and instead start your own rebellion, raise an army, and carve through the dungeon world to become emperor yourself, it’s entirely possible.

As long as Itachi survive and leave the dungeon, Itachi’ll receive the basic reward.

Of course, to earn a high-rank reward, players must also demonstrate creativity and chaos-making ability.

Hermes paused in thought.

Besides war-type dungeons, there are plenty of other types as well.

Such as 【Stormy Snow Mountain Villa】, 【Black Pearl Escape】, 【Deserted Island Survival · Jurassic Era】, 【Snow White · Dark Version】…

A vast array of different dungeon types, all open for selection.

Yet after a moment’s consideration, Hermes temporarily set them all aside.

No other reason.

These dungeons are too small—they likely won’t generate much legend.

“Select dungeon—【Yellow Turban Rebellion】!”

The reason was simple.

The dungeon’s setting is grand enough.

If I can clear it, I should be able to forge a brand-new Ma Jia.

For example, joining the Yellow Turban faction might earn me a Ma Jia like 【Taiping Dao Ancestor】 or 【Yellow Heaven】.

But if I carve out my own domain, quell the chaos, and rebuild a unified empire, I might instead don a Ma Jia like 【Human King】, 【Human Emperor】, or 【Emperor】.

Hermes felt that a single Yuan Shi Da Tian Zun Ma Jia was indeed too weak.

In the myriad realms, which great cultivator doesn’t wear a thousand or more Ma Jia?

Sometimes, possessing enough Ma Jia can indirectly reflect a great one’s depth.

【Dungeon—Yellow Turban Rebellion selected. 1000 points deducted. Player account generating…】

【Character model created. Player, begin your official entry…】

【Player registration complete. Logging into dungeon…】

【Note: Current dungeon corruption level is 18.9%. Any player failure to clear this dungeon may increase corruption. At 100% corruption, the dungeon will begin fusing with the real world.】

【Dungeon login successful. Wishing Itachi a pleasant experience.】

A strong scent of rural nostalgia filled his nose and mouth.

Hermes… no, in this purely Eastern civilization dungeon, better to call himself Su Mo.

Su Mo felt his head buzzed with a long-absent sensation.

Curious, Su Mo took a deep breath and pushed himself up from the ground.

His face was caked with dirt.

After a quick cleanup, he gazed at his long, jet-black hair, hanging loose over his body.

He grabbed a strand of grass rope, tied his hair back, and revealed a face of unmatched beauty and nobility.

Anyone seeing Su Mo now would be stunned: this man, dressed in coarse linen, moved with a grace and elegance surpassing even the noblest aristocratic young master.

Undeniably, even reduced to a mere mortal body, one’s appearance and aura remain largely unchanged.

At that moment, a heavy stench of blood drifted from afar.

Su Mo frowned, his steps light as he began scouting the surroundings.

Soon, a blood-splattered corpse came into view—a square-faced middle-aged man.

His attire marked him as an ordinary farmer, yet he wore a yellow headcloth and clutched a wooden spear that looked reasonably well-made.

From afar, screams erupted one after another.

A hunched peasant woman was speared through the chest, her heart pierced clean through.

A soldier-like figure kicked the dead woman aside, his expression cold, then spun and thrust his spear again, killing another farmer.

In an instant, Su Mo connected all the information he’d seen and reached a conclusion.

One Yellow Turban soldier—either panicked and lost, or deliberately driven—had entered this village, and then…

Massacre.

The soldiers had slaughtered every villager without discrimination.

Later, in the battle report, it would read: “On X month X day, our forces slew XXX Yellow Turban bandits…”

Killing innocent civilians to claim false merit was commonplace in such turbulent times.

Su Mo’s expression shifted slightly. Without hesitation, he snatched up the spear.

To be eliminated by a few lowly soldiers right at the start of the dungeon would make him a laughingstock for centuries.

Though he could ignore his frail body and crush the heavens and earth with mere willpower, since the host had set the rules, he must follow them.

Of course, before that, adding a small personal talent was perfectly normal.

A minor boost isn’t cheating.

This is called an innate talent.

How could a talent everyone should have be considered cheating?

Deep Blue, grant me…

No, wrong script.

Su Mo estimated the squad that had come to massacre the village numbered at least ten.

Among them was an officer in armor—clearly formidable.

To break the deadlock, he’d need just a little boost.

“There’s another survivor over there!”

The officer, eyes bloodshot and wild, scanned the area and barked: “San Niu, kill him!”

Instantly, a burly man with a grim expression turned toward Su Mo.

He weighed his spear, eyes narrowing, feet accelerating—he planned to close the distance and throw his spear to kill cleanly.

“High-Dimensional Perspective!”

Su Mo’s mind sharpened; his awareness rose, overlooking the low-dimensional timeline.

In this state, the entire village, in every 360-degree angle, was fully visible to him.

Each enemy character received a thread of his gaze; every movement was analyzed.

All their actions within the next ten seconds were laid bare before Su Mo’s eyes.

Moreover,

He spotted several other suspected 【players】 hiding nervously in hidden corners of the village.

What?

Itachi say this is a map hack?

A minor boost isn’t cheating—this is just an ordinary, natural talent!