Chapter 10: If There Is an Afterlife, Remember—Don’t Choose the Wrong Dungeon Again
Chapter 10: If There Is an Afterlife, Remember—Don't Choose the Wrong Dungeon Again
Everyone now knew that Xu Yan's team had accidentally entered the Level 5 Hell Dungeon.
And everyone also knew that after tonight, their final fate would be revealed.
Principal Huang, Grade Director Teacher Wang, the homeroom teachers, the students' parents, and even the technical staff from the dungeon company were all waiting anxiously.
A tragedy was inevitable—they just prayed that it wouldn't be the worst-case scenario.
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Waiting for the Worst
An hour passed.
Two hours passed.
Five hours passed.
Eight hours passed.
No one slept the entire night.
The morning sun rose, casting light over everyone's exhausted faces.
But still—no one had come out of the dungeon.
Chef Gao Yang's mother sneezed, her expression confused.
"Principal Huang, didn't you say… we'd know the results by last night? Why hasn't my child come out yet?"
Tailor Zhou He's father was pale with anxious desperation.
"Principal, could it be… that my child can't get out at all?"
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Principal Huang Was Just as Confused
"This isn't normal…"
He turned to Chief Engineer Liu, who also looked puzzled.
Even with years of experience handling artificial dungeons, he had never seen something like this.
And yet, his latest scan showed that all four students still had full health and mana.
How!?
How had they survived an entire freezing night!?
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Analyzing the Situation
Principal Huang opened a 2D map of Wild Wolf's Lair and began analyzing it with the teachers.
He marked the giant wolf cave near the dungeon entrance.
"If they wanted to survive the night, they needed shelter."
"And the closest shelter to the entrance temple is this wolf cave."
Then, he drew a large X over the cave.
"But we can eliminate this location immediately!"
"Why?"
"Because the cave houses an elite giant wolf!"
"It has a powerful territorial instinct—if anyone approached, it would fight to the death."
"Wang Ke's team barely survived there."
The teachers nodded in agreement.
"Yes, the wolf cave is impossible. If they got near it, they'd already be dead."
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A Deadline Approaches
Chief Engineer Liu sighed.
"It doesn't matter where they are now."
"What matters is that by today, the dungeon will collapse."
"If they don't exit in time… the protection system will fail."
"And they'll be erased from existence."
The room fell silent.
The parents slumped in their chairs, pale-faced and trembling.
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Meanwhile, Outside Dungeon No. 16…
The second-year final exams were still ongoing, but most students had already finished.
Now, four entire classes gathered in front of Dungeon No. 16, carrying flowers and memorial offerings.
At some point, someone had made black-and-white portraits of Xu Yan, Gao Yang, Bai Ding, and Zhou He—and framed them beside the dungeon entrance.
It looked like a funeral.
The morning sun cast a warm glow over No. 8 Middle School.
But no amount of light could dispel the gloom in the students' hearts.
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The Preemptive Memorial Service
The students lined up neatly, their faces grim.
Today was the last day of the final exams.
After today, any students who failed would never return to No. 8 Middle School.
So, for many, this was their last chance to say goodbye.
They decided to hold a memorial—in advance.
Because whether one died or all four, the outcome was already clear.
They laid down flowers in front of the portraits, one by one.
Some students silently prayed.
Some sobbed softly.
Some had tears in their eyes.
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The Students Whispered
"We've been classmates for two years. Now, we're separated by life and death."
"Brother… have a safe journey."
**"If there's an afterlife, remember—don't choose the wrong dungeon again."
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Meanwhile, Inside Wild Wolf's Lair…
Rows of unnatural circular forests stretched throughout the dungeon, forming a path leading forward.
The old trees had released their trapped wolves—now wandering aimlessly.
The new trees had just captured a fresh batch of howling wolves.
And the path kept extending forward—straight toward the final lair.
The Lair of the Three Hell Wolves.