Chapter 7: Enter the Public Dungeon
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Arka **leaned back in his chair**, staring at the news article Adrian had shown him.
So it had finally begun.
The **first public dungeon** had appeared in Jakarta, and the entire country was panicking. The government had no idea how to handle it. The military was scrambling. And ordinary people?
They were **terrified.**
Arka smirked. **Not him, though.**
For him, this was an opportunity.
A **huge** one.
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### **Step Thirteen: Make a Name for Yourself**
Arka knew how this played out in his past life.
At first, people would be afraid of the dungeon. Then, a few brave (or greedy) individuals would try to explore it. Many would die. But the ones who survived?
They would become **the first generation of Hunters.**
And those early Hunters would **rise to power fast.**
Which meant…
If Arka wanted to get ahead, he needed to **become a Hunter now.**
Adrian whistled. “So, boss. You thinking of joining the first raid team?”
Arka grinned. “Thinking of leading it.”
Adrian burst out laughing. “Now **that’s** the kind of boss I like.”
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### **The Dungeon Entrance**
The dungeon had spawned right in the middle of **Monas**, Jakarta’s most famous landmark. Military personnel had **surrounded the entire area**, setting up barriers and checkpoints.
But despite their efforts to keep people away, a **massive crowd** had gathered. Journalists, influencers, corporate spies—everyone wanted to see the first dungeon.
Arka and Adrian stood at the edge of the crowd, watching.
The dungeon itself was a massive **black portal**, swirling with eerie blue light. The energy coming off it was **intense**—Arka could feel it from meters away.
Adrian crossed his arms. “So, how do we get in?”
Arka smirked. “We walk up to the military and convince them to let us in.”
Adrian raised an eyebrow. “You serious?”
“Nope.” Arka’s grin widened. “We walk in **before** they can stop us.”
And with that, he started moving.
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### **Breaking In, Arka Style**
As they approached the barricades, a **stern-looking military officer** stepped forward. “This area is restricted. No civilians allowed.”
Arka smiled. “We’re not civilians. We’re dungeon experts.”
The officer frowned. “I haven’t heard of any ‘experts.’”
Arka sighed dramatically. “Of course not. That’s because the government doesn’t have **any** experts. Which is why they need us.”
The officer narrowed his eyes. “You have proof of your expertise?”
Adrian grinned and **cracked his knuckles**. “You want us to kill a monster right now?”
The officer hesitated.
At that moment, **a scream** came from the dungeon entrance.
Everyone turned.
A **group of soldiers had just entered the portal—and now they were running out, covered in blood.**
“MONSTERS! TOO MANY!” one of them shouted before collapsing.
The military officers **panicked.** The crowd **gasped.** The whole situation turned **chaotic.**
Arka simply sighed and **walked past the barricade.**
“See? Told you they need experts.”
Before anyone could stop him, he and Adrian **stepped into the portal.**
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### **Inside the Dungeon: A Familiar Nightmare**
The moment they crossed over, the outside world **vanished.**
They were inside a **dark, ruined temple.** The air was thick with the stench of **blood and rot.**
And in the distance, dozens of **red eyes** glowed in the shadows.
Adrian exhaled. “Well, s**t. This is creepy.”
Arka just **grinned.**
He **knew** this dungeon.
It was the **Goblin Nest**—one of the first dungeons in Indonesia. In his past life, it had taken weeks for humans to clear it.
But this time?
This time, Arka had **come prepared.**
The goblins snarled and **charged.**
Arka drew his sword.
“Alright, you ugly bastards. Let’s have some fun.”
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End of Chapter 7
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