Chapter 39: Nightmare: Gallery (1/2)

Chapter 39: Nighteon instance is being generated]

[Detected that the current dungeon instance has a special nature: Reenact reconstructed]

[The difficulty of dungeon instance is distorted The number of entries is unliress is 38/350]

[The teaeon instance difficulty increased by 8 Nightmare eon instance has 6 checkpoints The erosion rate increases by 2 per death]

[This dungeon instance does not provide plot introduction, but there are decryption rewards]

[Dungeon instance clearance rewards: The first two floors are for Bronze Rank and below (including Bronze Rank) You get to increase a profession by 1 to 2 levels at will; the last four floors are for Silver Rank and below (including Bronze Rank) You get to increase a profession by 1 to 2 levels at will]

[Dungeon instance decryption reward: Unknown]

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The world in front of Annan was pitch black, and the data stream flowed down quickly

At thisin his stomach This did not seem to be an illusion For Annan, at least, he rarely felt an illusion

After the data flow faded away completely, a misty and illusory whisper suddenly sounded in his ear:

“Do not look back…”

It was the voice of an old man, “Never look back…”

The voice came from behind Annan, old and weak, but extrehtly behind hi into his ear

Annan opened his panel with a thought before opening his eyes

In the dungeon instance, Annan could only see health and erosion rate, but this was enough

When Annan entered this dungeon, he was a little uneasy when he heard the teaeon Could it be…?

After Annan opened the panel, ts of numbers were displayed in front of him:

Health: 56

Erosion rate: 8

Sure enough, he has died twice unknowingly

“I really don’t have any htly

It’s a bit troublesome I cannot inherit memory after death This means that the same mistakes can be reenacted

If it were another person, they could be in a panic about this death cycle that they could never escape

But, although Annan found it a little troublesome, there was no fear in her heart

As of why…

Annan had great self-awareness To describe it with a strange metaphor He was like a spectator of himself

His perception of himself was like the audience’s perception of a certain character in a dra that happened in the past, he could be iure out what led to his feelings and what influenced his decision

Even if he could not inheritaction in the first two lives, then he had the confidence to decipher the e he left for himself

Annan opened his eyes

What appeared before his eyes was a long gallery with brilliant lights The corridor ide enough to acco side by side, without any decoration on either side

There was a crystal clear chandelier on the ceiling The burning candle on the chandelier illuminated the entire corridor Only at the end of the corridor, the opened door was dim

He looked down at himself, unable to determine his identity frouessed that this body was a male in his thirties He had clean hands and no calluses, simple and clean clothes, but the material was quite comfortable He should be at least free of financial pressure

“Gallery… Am ‘I’ a painter?”

Annan speculated

There was no hint and no plot

“Let me think…”

He muttered in a low voice

Annan noticed that his abdo fro ago Judging froe was not ruled out