MTL - Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter - Chapter 762 Chug chug chug!

This is a world that has been captured by the rules of horror.The chosen ones become players and enter mysterious dungeons.In the dungeons, players receive special skills that help them in the game.Bai Liang was also chosen, but his skill is different from the others.【Stubbornness: When you die, you can stubbornly claim that you are not dead and immediately resurrect.】【Lawless Outlaw: You can disobey the rules, and others will not be able to do anything to you.】【Everything for Me: When a mission fails, one player is randomly selected to die in your place. After completing the mission, you receive half of the reward of all survivors.】【Chronograph: After entering the dungeon, time slows down for everyone, and you can move secretly.】【Switch to “Idle” Mode: Activate idle mode, and all your tasks are transferred to other players.】【Quick End: The mission ends automatically, the rest of the players are eliminated.】

Edmund Oakforest is expelled from his family after having a relationship with the king's daughter, who was already engaged to the navy commander. To avoid his execution, he is exiled to the unknown with 10 ships and 100 elite soldiers from the oakforest family, with other workers included. After days of travel, he finds himself in an unknown archipelago. Follow Edmund on his great explorations and the rise of a new empire.

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.