[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-dungeon-has-zero-tolerance-i-inherited-all-t":3,"chapter-the-dungeon-has-zero-tolerance-i-inherited-all-t-the-dungeon-has-zero-tolerance-i-inherited-all-t-chapter-65":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Dungeon Has Zero Tolerance: I Inherited All the Dead Players' Last Wills",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2293445,4486,"Chapter 65: Tranquil and Peaceful Brifer","the-dungeon-has-zero-tolerance-i-inherited-all-t-chapter-65",65,"\u003Cp>As a well-known genius within the Administration, Jianxing’s status and the permissions he possessed far exceeded those of Zhao Yan and Cotton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Zhao Yan and Cotton knew the inside story of the Tranquil Town, so how could Jianxing not know? Yet, even knowing that the probability of leading this group of newcomers to clear the instance was slim, he had to bite the bullet and carry on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking advantage of the time before the instance began, Jianxing shared intelligence about the Tranquil Town with everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was loud; he did not avoid the three members of the Ironclad Group in the distance, nor Wu Chang’s True Self and the Melancholy Literary Man on the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The pollution level in the Tranquil Town is very high. Everyone must be as careful as possible when acting. Once the death toll is too high, it is very easy for the instance to enter a state of near-collapse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even for your own sake, absolutely do not engage in infighting. Believe me, if this instance enters a state of collapse, even I might not have a chance to leave alive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sentence was clearly directed at the three members of the Ironclad Group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three members of the Ironclad Group looked thoughtful but did not respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jianxing continued: \"The Tranquil Town places great importance on rules. Every player who enters the instance will be assigned a profession. Check your clothes; you should be able to find a tag or nameplate with your profession written on it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, everyone immediately checked their clothes and, sure enough, made a discovery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang found a copper nameplate on his chest, with \"Postman\" written on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"During your time surviving in the town, you must complete the most basic work of your profession. If you fail to complete your work for three consecutive days, you will encounter danger sufficient to be fatal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Believe me, do not ever think that you can resist the rules just because your strength is sufficient.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang clicked his tongue; what kind of \"Tranquil Town\" was this? It should be renamed \"Sweatshop.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you don't meet your KPI in three days, you get physically laid off; even capitalists aren't this dark-hearted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the transparent barrier maintaining the safe zone swaying precariously, Jianxing quickened his pace of speech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't know enough about other information. To clear the Tranquil Town, everyone must work together. Based on our own situations, we will tentatively meet here to exchange information once every day or two.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If anyone collects clues about the missing Count, or a way to enter the Count’s manor, you must contact me immediately. My profession is Editor; you can find me at the newspaper office.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Jianxing finished speaking, the transparent barrier around the group shattered, and the instance officially began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instance had already assigned residences and work areas for the players. After briefly exchanging profession information, the group dispersed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon entering the instance, in addition to their identity nameplates, each player had an extra map in their hand, with various areas of the town marked on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang first controlled his True Self to shake off the others, retrieved the True Self, and then headed to the post office where he was stationed according to the map.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the journey to the post office, he was also observing the town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The town was located on a huge island; the island was the town, and the town was the island.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The island and the town shared the same name: Brifer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The timeline of the instance plane was roughly the First Industrial Revolution after a magical overhaul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huge steamships had already appeared in the world, and there were post offices and newspaper offices, but electric lights had yet to emerge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The appearance of steamships shortened the distance between parts of the world and intensified trade across the globe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prevalence of maritime trade brought vitality to many remote small islands, leading to the establishment of neat and beautiful towns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brifer was one of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The town area on the island was not too large, and Wu Chang easily found the post office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calling it a post office, it was actually only the size of three or four newsstands. The building was entirely painted a bright red, looking like an oversized fire hydrant, making it very conspicuous even at night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door to the post office was unlocked; one could enter directly by pushing it open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The interior of the post office was divided into two areas: the outer side was the office area for the postman, and the inner side was a lounge with a bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hiring notice was posted on the wall by the entrance, stating that due to the suicide of the town’s previous postman, a new postman was arriving in town following work coordination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang’s photo was pasted on the notice, but the name column had been blurred by water, seemingly to facilitate his use of a pseudonym.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought for a moment and wrote \"Xiao En\" next to the notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had used this name at the Moonlight Sanatorium and was used to it. It had to be said that the post office administrator of the town really loved red; not only was the outside of the post office bright red, but even inside, red could be seen everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just that these red stains looked stranger the more he looked at them, until he walked to his workstation and discovered irregular dark red splashes on the chair and desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a letter opener, scraped a layer of red powder from the desktop, crushed it, and sniffed it under his nose; it smelled of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What covered the walls of the room was blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If nothing went wrong, it was the blood of the previous postman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite such a large-scale spray of blood, the notice at the door claimed it was suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could imagine the deceased in the notice cutting their own throat while using their last breath to try and spray blood everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had the same effect as committing suicide by shooting oneself in the back six times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a building comparable to a B-grade slasher film crime scene, an ordinary person wouldn't be able to stay for even a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wu Chang had at least been through two instances; he had seen hundreds of delusional patients rotting and deforming, and thousands of mountain bandits neatly arranged like frozen meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By comparison, a room full of blood plasma was a minor scene that was no longer enough to affect his mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fetched a bucket of water, wiped the chair and desktop clean, then found an oil lamp to light, and began reading the newspapers stored in the post office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some were local news from Brifer Island, and some were news from the outside world mentioning Brifer Island.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These newspapers had already been organized and annotated by someone, saving him a lot of effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one placed on top was a commendation news report.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Under the leadership of Count Jermaine, Brifer Town has not had any security incidents for five consecutive years. The King has affirmed Count Jermaine’s performance and awarded him the Ogre Silver Port Medal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang looked at the blood-splattered walls; five years without any security incidents, here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to continue reading the newspaper, a sudden flash of intuition made him realize that a gaze was fixed on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up and saw a huge face pressed against the glass window directly in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other party was staring at him through the glass, preparing to knock on the glass with their fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since they had been discovered by Wu Chang, the person lowered their hand and pushed the door open to walk in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you the new postman?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang asked suspiciously: \"And you are?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The visitor was a middle-aged man of about forty, over two meters tall, with short, curly golden hair, a round face, a short neck, and thick limbs; he was as sturdy as a bear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at the wall and then said: \"Very happy to meet you, Mr. Xiao En. I am Marty, the owner of the town’s grocery store.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang glanced at the pitch-black night and asked: \"Mr. Marty, is there something you need?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marty grinned, revealing a mouthful of uneven, yellow-stained teeth, and said with a smile: \"As a local, I have an obligation to tell you that our Brifer Island is a place that highly respects rules. Everyone should complete their work on time and play their role well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We are like gears, pushing the island forward together. If one gear stops turning, it will affect all the other gears.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I hope you can have enough professional ethics, take your work seriously, and not be as arrogant, lazy, and stupid as your predecessor! Pathetic! And selfish!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marty became more agitated as he spoke, nearly roaring by the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the shout, Marty regained his composure and smiled gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In any case, I hope you work hard and deliver every piece of mail well. Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang watched Marty intently and did not respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Marty’s threat was sincere and full of emotion, as a warning, it was far less convincing than the resentment attached to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the owner of that resentment was the previous postman whose blood was sprayed all over the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1584,"2026-06-20T04:32:04.041Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","5155b4b21fb3dd33b726d5f9c4744cd3b50114b5461c58482117964e67d3506d","the-dungeon-has-zero-tolerance-i-inherited-all-t-chapter-66","the-dungeon-has-zero-tolerance-i-inherited-all-t-chapter-64",392,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-dungeon-has-zero-tolerance-i-inherited-all-t-cover.jpg"]