Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

Lu Wenwu said goodbye to Mao Mao and Xiaobao, then returned to his familiar spot in the living room.

“A great adventure has begun!”

“System, start matching!”

[Matching in progress]

[Detected pet, your dungeon difficulty range is being adjusted upwards]

[Match successful]

[Dungeon: War of Justice]

[Description: Mechanical ascension, body enhancement, spiritual incarnation, weapon technology…the conflicts between races are ideas colliding with each other. As multiple factions battle, which side is truly just? Make your choice and decide which is the true king’s army!]

[Player count: Not displayed]

[Main quest: Join a faction and help it eliminate or subjugate at least one opposing faction]

[Current assimilation rate: 31.46%]

[Dungeon Level: A]

[Time flow: 10:1]

[Note: This dungeon is of the multiplayer type, no team protection, no system contract, players must choose their actions independently]

[Hint: This dungeon is extremely large, please make appropriate plans]

Extremely large dungeon?

A new type of dungeon?

A familiar white light flashed.

When Lu Wenwu regained his senses, his feet were already on solid ground.

Unusually, this time his “spawn point” was on a bustling street.

No crumbling buildings, no nuclear pollution, no living dead hordes.

Bright sunshine poured from the sky, the blue sky and white clouds looked so beautiful.

Lu Wenwu looked around. He seemed to be in an extremely developed technological urban community, surrounded by single-family houses with a United States style.

Countless men and women passed by with smiles on their faces, warmly greeting familiar neighbors.

This dungeon…

Seems so…normal?

No eerie ghosts or apocalyptic wastelands?

Lu Wenwu suddenly felt a bit uneasy, leading Mao Mao, bewildered, at the street corner, and instinctively metamorphosed his clothes to match the local common style.

“War of Justice…is this dungeon guiding me to enlist for war?”

Lu Wenwu muttered, wandering aimlessly down the street with Mao Mao, who had shrunk to a normal canine size.

Suddenly, a television in a street-side restaurant caught his eye.

On the TV, the image showed a vast territorial map.

The communities were similar to the environment where Lu Wenwu was, with people laughing joyously.

The magnetic voice of the narrator said: “Superhuman Federation, our home. Wealth, freedom, democracy, our lifestyle!”

A man who resembled a bloated version of Deadpool suddenly appeared, happily saying “Good morning” to the neighbors.

Suddenly, a monster at least two meters tall appeared.

It emitted a piercing shriek and used its scythe-like sharp forelimbs to instantly shred a mother and child into a bloody mess, devouring them whole.

On the blood-splattered screen, only the man kneeling and screaming in despair remained.

“INVASION”

Massive, eye-catching letters appeared on the screen, and the man who had been screaming walked over calmly to face the TV, his tone unwavering:

“Haha, look familiar? Scenarios like this are happening on planets worldwide at this very moment, and the next could be you!”

Exhilarating music played, the background turned into a blue flag waving, and the man on screen donned a high-tech powered exoskeleton armor with golden patterns.

“Unless you make the most important decision of your life, proving to everyone that you have the power and courage to pursue freedom, to charge toward freedom!”

“Join the ranks of the Yellow Springs Warriors!”

At this point, the man on the screen sharply put on the stylish helmet, making a crisp “bang” as it connected with the armor.

The entire scene switched again to blood-pumping battle footage.

“Become an elite of the peacekeeping force, witness strange life forms, let managed democracy benefit the whole planet!”

“Come on, brother!”

“Become a hero!”

“Become a living legend!”

“Become, a Yellow Springs Warrior!”

In the final scene, several Yellow Springs Warriors stood tall with heavy weapons, the Superhuman Federation’s flag flying behind them.

Lu Wenwu watched, stunned.

What’s a Superhuman Federation?

What is managed democracy?

The Yellow Springs Warriors, he understood.

It should have been a recruitment advertisement, calling people to become Yellow Springs Warriors to fight those aliens-like bugs and protect the homeland.

That’s roughly it.

Maybe, those alien-like creatures in the advertisement are other factions?

Lu Wenwu thought for a moment, decided to join the Yellow Springs Warriors’ army first to try—helping monsters kill humans seemed a bit abstract, perhaps he could switch later.

After cultivating for a whole year, Lu Wenwu couldn’t wait to start a bloodbath.

It doesn’t matter which faction I join, I just want to see rivers of blood!

Current target, first join the Yellow Springs Warriors, then go on a killing spree!

With his decision made, Lu Wenwu randomly stopped a passerby and asked, “Buddy, need some help. Where do I go to sign up for the Yellow Springs Warriors?”

The person reluctantly stopped actually looked a bit annoyed.

But once he heard Lu Wenwu was about to join the Yellow Springs Warriors, he instantly showed a surprised and admiring expression, pointing to that towering building in the distance.