Virus King [Translation]

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The cold, white lights offered no warmth at all.

Novak found himself in a massive room, spanning two to three hundred square meters. Cold steel bed frames were lined up, each holding identical black metal boxes like those outside. There was no blood in sight, yet the room exuded a bone-chilling coldness that seemed to seep deep into the marrow.

Novak's eyes locked on the center of the room.

This was the first time Novak had ever seen a crematorium up close, though it wasn't what he had imagined. There was no large furnace with a towering chimney. Instead, the incinerator resembled a gigantic, coffin-like structure—almost like a mobile home or an RV.

Yet, something about this incinerator seemed off.

Frowning slightly, Novak retrieved something from within his robes: a zombie mask, which he carefully placed over his face. It immediately masked the overwhelming stench of corpses emanating from the incinerator.

Secret realms were never static. They could manifest in any form, with limitless variations. The special realm in front of him, based on a mixture of reality and the trials of gods and demons, seemed confined to just this room.

[You have entered a special secret realm: Cooling Incinerator. This dungeon is a time-limited challenge! If you successfully clear the dungeon, it will become permanent. However, if you fail, the dungeon will vanish in two days...]

As the Cosmic Will delivered its cold reminder, a flash of recognition crossed Novak's eyes. This 'was' a limited-time secret realm!

Opportunities like this were rare—miss it, and it would be gone forever. Fortunately, this time he had the guidance of the god of trading, allowing him to seize the moment.

[Dungeon: Cooling Incinerator (Level 5-10)]

[The incinerator at De M-anila University burns with an eternal flame that has consumed countless scarred bodies. But one day, a special virus entered the incinerator, halting the flame. Since then, bodies sent into the furnace have begun to disappear…]

The chilling notification sent shivers down Novak's spine. He knew that the true danger of the dungeon would begin once the Cosmic Will reminder faded.

Sure enough, the moment the reminder disappeared, the incinerator stirred.

Would a boss appear immediately? Or, as with typical dungeons, would mobs come first?

A nerve-wracking, scraping sound echoed off the walls, making Novak frown. In the next instant, two figures scuttled towards him.

They resembled spiders, yet their bodies were child-sized, with human torsos and headless, faceless forms. Most terrifying of all, they had no arms—just eight legs sprouting from their bodies.

What 'are' these things?

Despite his experience from a past life, Novak couldn't help but feel a wave of discomfort seeing them. Thankfully, in this secret realm, he could see their stats clearly above their heads:

[Stitched Corpse—Spider Type (Level 7)]

No description followed, just the level.

Novak frowned slightly, but before he could fully process the situation, the two grotesque creatures charged at him. One attacked from the ceiling while the other rushed at him from the floor.

And as if that wasn't enough, more figures began to rise from the bed frames. Their skin was pale and riddled with needle and knife marks.

Even through the zombie mask, Novak could still smell the unmistakable stench of formaldehyde.

[Revived Cadaver (Level 5)]

The foul odor made his stomach churn. But this wasn't the time for nausea. The two spider-like creatures were closing in at a terrifying speed—three times faster than an average human.

In mere seconds, they were right in front of him.

Novak's zombie claws extended instantly from his palms, but he didn't attack right away. Instead, he leaped, kicking off the wall and hanging upside down from the ceiling, just like one of the stitched corpses.

The sudden move seemed to confuse even the spider creatures. They hesitated, as if unable to comprehend how a human could perform such an inhuman feat.

But they quickly resumed their assault, rushing at Novak.

At that moment, Novak moved.

His speed was beyond description. Like a missile, he dropped from the ceiling, his razor-sharp claws slicing through the air with deadly precision. He landed in front of the spider-like creature on the ground, the zombie claw cut through it like a meat grinder.

A high-pitched, ear-splitting scream erupted from the creature.

Even with Novak's enhanced constitution, the screech was so intense it felt like his eardrums had been pierced.

Through the pain, Novak realized this scream was one of the creature's main abilities.

Suppressing the agony in his ears, Novak's claws plunged into the creature's head. Dark, black blood sprayed out as its body convulsed violently before going limp.

Not so tough after all...

If Novak had said that aloud, evolutionists across the world would have been furious. How could this thing not be strong?!

Its speed alone meant it had agility well above 20! And it could traverse any terrain, not to mention the terrifying scream that could incapacitate anyone with a constitution lower than 15.

But for Novak, this creature wasn't weak—'he' was just too strong.

[You have slain the dungeon creature: Stitched Corpse—Spider Type (Level 7). Gained 1000 experience points.]

A thousand experience points!

As expected, dungeon farming was immensely rewarding, especially when defeating stronger enemies!

But the dungeon had more than just experience to offer.

A soft light descended near Novak as a book appeared before him, causing him to hold his breath in anticipation:

[Living Cells (Grade D): Active Skill. Dramatically increases cell activity, allowing rapid healing from injuries and even limited regeneration of lost limbs. Cooldown: 10 hours.]

Novak's eyes widened with greed as he glanced at the remaining creatures in the room.

This dungeon wasn't just an experience farm—it was a treasure trove waiting to be plundered!