Chapter 112: 120 Prisoner

Gurulu—

A long-lost sense of hunger forced Louisa to open her eyes.

The back of her head hit a protruding gravel, and what she saw when she opened her eyes was a cramped and damp basement. The tip of her nose smelled the scent of soil with a rotten odor.

No, calling it a basement was flattering it; what she was in was a temporary hole dug out, and not far away, there was even a Puji digging the soil to expand the space.

She still remembered what had happened before. The two cannon fodder hadn't even finished scouting the path before they were surrounded by endless Puji.

Endless!

Even if she recalled it now, the deep sense of powerlessness of knowing she had no chance of winning halfway through, and that even running away was an extravagant hope, still lingered in her heart.

However... why wasn't she dead?

When the blood ball collapsed, she should have been blown into pieces, just like her subordinates. Why did she wake up intact in this hole?

Did the Puji leave her here to wait for death, or was there another reason?

She didn't know, but she knew she was hungry.

Louisa glanced at the Puji that was still expanding the cave; it didn't seem to notice that she had woken up at all.

She supported the wall and stood up with difficulty. The exit of the cave was right in front of her. As long as she could walk to that place...

A terrible thing happened!

When she took the third step, a mushroom sprouted from her palm without warning—a white fungal stalk and a gray mushroom cap, looking like an ordinary mushroom.

But growing in the palm of her hand was very terrifying.

Louisa hurriedly pulled the mushroom off, but felt a pain like cutting flesh. Already weak, she almost fell to the ground.

What had happened to her?

Countless terrible guesses lingered in her heart. Subconsciously, she took another step forward.

This time it was the back of her other hand; two cyan mushrooms, leaning against each other, were perfectly connected to the flesh and blood on the back of her hand.

"This, what is this?"

In fear, Louisa retreated repeatedly until she stopped with her back against the dirt wall—the mushrooms didn't continue to grow.

She understood; she couldn't walk out of here...

If she had been slashed to death in battle, that would be fine, but Louisa really couldn't accept watching herself become fertilizer for mushrooms like this.

She endured the pain and pulled the mushrooms off again. This time, Louisa didn't dare to take another step toward the cave entrance.

However, staying here in place would probably also mean becoming fertilizer for mushrooms after starving to death.

This mission was taken by Louisa on her own initiative. After all, unlike some blood clan members who started to eat and wait for death after obtaining titles, she wanted to climb higher. Stuck at level 50, she needed the opportunity for the next promotion.

She also knew that this mission wouldn't be simple, and she had envisioned various possibilities before setting off.

Whether it was being killed after being discovered by the human church, or being unlucky enough to run into a big shot and being killed in seconds, or the Grimoire having already been obtained by humans and used as bait to lure her to her death.

She had thought of all kinds of ways to die, but she had never thought she would be used as compost by a group of Puji!

"Say with your mouth, today the weather is nice."

Louisa widened her eyes and looked around, but didn't see anyone.

Where did the voice come from?

And what did that sentence mean, the weather is nice?

Where could she see what the weather was like in the hole?

Just as she was confused, the voice appeared again, still repeating the same words.

"Say with your mouth, today the weather is nice."

This time Louisa distinguished it; the voice was in her brain!

"Who are you? What is your purpose? Do you know what it represents to imprison a Blood Clan Viscount like this?"

Louisa questioned excitedly, but the other party didn't have any response.

Suddenly, a small mushroom opened under her eyelid, and the mushroom cap blocked the view of her left eye.

"Ah... ah..."

"Say with your mouth, today the weather is nice."

The voice repeated for the third time. This time, Louisa trembled and opened her mouth, saying in Human Common Language: "Today the weather is nice."

"..." After a short silence.

"I mean, say it in the demon language..."

A strange feeling lingered in Louisa’s heart, but she didn't dare to disobey this voice anymore.

"Today the weather is nice." Louisa recited this sentence using the jagged syllables peculiar to the demon language.

Then the voice disappeared. Louisa didn't dare to ask more, so she just squatted in the corner, staring blankly at the only living creature in the hole besides her—that Puji, watching it dig soil slowly.

I do not know how much time passed, but just as Louisa was so hungry that double images were appearing before her eyes, the voice appeared once again.

"Say, I am a little piglet that eats dry food."

This time Louisa followed the request and recited it almost without thinking.

A magical thing happened. After she finished reciting, two Puji carried a dead wolf into the hole from the entrance.

With a force of the tentacles, they threw the dead wolf in front of her.

Monster blood, and a monster that was already dead, was no different from stale pig food to a vampire, and eating it for a long time would inevitably make her extremely weak.

But now she had no choice; eating something that tasted bad was better than starving to death!

She couldn't care about the wolf fur, Louisa bit down, and the blood moistened her throat, making her eyes finally regain a trace of vitality.

Very good, the demon language learning machine was ready.

Although the demon language hadn't been useful so far, it was always right to be prepared for a rainy day. A mushroom outside, learning a foreign language was never wrong.

Her prison cell was dug out in the mushroom forest by Lin Jun, which could be considered an employee room.

Lin Jun decided to dig a few more as backups.

If it weren't for the mage named Hake escaping to the first floor, Lin Jun would have wanted to catch him too.

If he could pass the recruitment review, it wouldn't be impossible to take him under his command.

Who could have thought that a Gold-rank would almost do what a Diamond-rank vampire couldn't—escape the dungeon.

Relying on a few scrolls and a ruthless spirit, he had actually broken through the encirclement with injuries all over his body and almost ran away.

Thanks to the light curtain of the church warriors outside.

It was a pity that because he ran to the first floor, he could be discovered by adventurers and the church coming in to investigate at any time, so Lin Jun had to decompose him completely, and even his bones were thrown to feed the Shi Laimu.

Although even if he ran out, he wouldn't be able to leak too many secrets, at most Lin Jun would have to change the Huang Pishu to another place to live, but that was slapping his face!

What would others say if they knew?

Five floors of Puji couldn't handle a Gold-rank mage; where was the deterrent power of the Puji? Wouldn't everyone with some strength try to challenge the rules in the future?

So it was just a pity.

Through this battle, Lin Jun had a clearer understanding of the comparison between his strength and a Diamond-rank.

Now it seemed that unless Diamond-ranks formed a team and carried full supplies, it was difficult to pose much threat to his Puji army.

One had to know that Louisa had drunk three bottles of high-level magic potions and hadn't even run one-fifth of the distance from the cave to the stairs.

Similarly, Lin Jun had a rough positioning for the strength of the elite Puji he had created—above Silver-rank but not yet Gold-rank.

Four against two; if Hake hadn't been scared away, it would have been the price of one Gold-rank being seriously injured to kill all four elite Puji.

Of course, such strength was already enough as the backbone combat power of the Puji.

All in all, the harvest was fruitful, but this time it also brought some new problems.

Those church members who believed in whatever Light Lord started searching for Louisa’s trail in the dungeon with adventurers.

After all, the Amethyst Dungeon was within the human sphere of influence. Whether a Blood Clan Viscount was killed or imprisoned wasn't a big problem, but getting into trouble with something like the church would probably bring a lot of trouble.

He hoped they would be sensible and just search on the periphery; Lin Jun would never agree to them entering the swamp area and the mushroom forest.