Chapter 595 - 593: Rewards

At this time.

It was already past four o’clock in the morning.

Fenric had also returned to Samsara Tower.

Ding!

"Dear Samsara Shura, you have completed the mission. The rewards you receive this time are as follows!"

"Samsara Points: 65,000!"

"Agility +40."

"Neuron Link Technology Blueprint ×1. (Stored in your personal warehouse.)"

"Golden Treasure Chest ×1. (Stored in your personal warehouse.)"

Fenric was slightly stunned when he heard the system reward notification.

The other rewards were normal, but what was the use of the third reward—the Neuron Link Technology Blueprint?

Was he supposed to start doing scientific research now?

Was this some kind of joke?

Even if he really invented neuron-link technology and became the richest man in the world, what would it matter?

The existence of Samsara Tower had long made Fenric lose interest in money.

As long as he was given enough time, his future—becoming a true god—was very possible.

Money could not buy a divine spark.

Arriving at his personal warehouse, Fenric immediately saw a blueprint placed on the shelf.

When he picked it up, it was indeed a neuron-link technology design.

The paper was filled with dense professional terminology.

Of course, Fenric couldn’t understand any of it.

He silently put the blueprint down, looking somewhat depressed.

This reward was truly useless for him.

After thinking about it for a while, Fenric decided to bring the blueprint back later and give it to Diana—the artificial intelligence Skynet—for research.

Perhaps the neuron-link technology could be used to create a virtual reality game.

Afterward.

Fenric picked up the Golden Treasure Chest rewarded by the mission.

This was what he looked forward to the most.

After opening the treasure chest, a burst of golden light flashed.

A strange object appeared inside.

Looking carefully—

It was actually a heart the size of a football.

Even stranger, the heart was still beating.

Fenric could clearly hear the rhythmic sound.

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

A living heart?

Fenric was dumbfounded.

"What the hell is this thing?"

An uneasy feeling rose in his heart.

He reached out and touched the heart.

Immediately, a system prompt appeared.

"Special Item: Heart of the King of Kaijus."

"Origin: The heart of the Kaiju King."

"After being consumed by a Samsara player, it can improve various basic attributes. The enhancement effect varies from person to person."

"Side Effect: The user will undergo a certain degree of bestial mutation after consumption. Those with weak willpower are likely to lose their sanity. Please use with caution."

"Reminder: This item can be recycled through the system. Recycling price: 65,000 Samsara Points."

After hearing the system explanation, Fenric’s face immediately turned ugly.

With side effects like that, even if someone killed him, he wouldn’t eat this thing.

He wanted to become a god.

Not some beast god.

Fortunately, the item could be recycled.

Otherwise, Fenric’s mentality would truly collapse.

"The recycling price of sixty-five thousand is a bit low... forget it."

"Anyway, I don’t urgently need Samsara Points right now. I’ll keep it for the moment."

Thinking this, Fenric suppressed his disgust, took the heart out of the treasure chest, and placed it on the shelf.

Watching the empty chest disappear automatically, Fenric also left the personal warehouse.

As soon as he came out, a communication request appeared.

"You have a new message. User Arke invites you to start a video call. Please respond in time."

Fenric was slightly surprised.

Arke.

Real name Isla Wynn.

Fenric’s former classmate and the school beauty.

This girl had once crossed paths with Fenric before.

She had even spent 20 million to buy a dungeon guide from him.

In reality, Fenric had also saved her life once.

But since Fenric’s official rise, the two had not contacted each other again.

It wasn’t that Fenric intentionally distanced himself.

He had simply been too busy clearing dungeons.

In this process, others usually contacted him first.

If nothing happened, Fenric rarely contacted anyone.

Over time, old relationships inevitably faded.

To be honest—

If Isla Wynn hadn’t contacted him now, Fenric probably wouldn’t have thought about reaching out.

Now.

Seeing her call request, Fenric felt somewhat puzzled.

It was already so late.

Why was Isla Wynn calling him?

After thinking briefly, Fenric chose to accept the call.

After all, they were old classmates.

Ignoring the call would feel inappropriate.

Once the video connected, a masked female Samsara appeared on the virtual screen.

"Long time no see, old classmate," Fenric greeted with a smile.

Fenric’s identity was now semi-public.

Many of his former classmates already knew who he really was.

"It’s been a long time."

"I didn’t expect someone as important as you would still remember a classmate like me."

Isla Wynn’s tone carried both respect and complicated emotions.

Fenric’s rise had been far too fast.

Before she could even react, he had already become someone she could only look up to.

"I don’t like hearing that," Fenric replied.

"Do I really look that ungrateful?"

Isla Wynn quickly apologized.

"My mistake."

Standing in front of Fenric, she couldn’t help but feel inferior.

After all—

Fenric’s brilliance was simply too dazzling.

"Old classmate, don’t say that."

Fenric quickly smiled.

"I was just joking."

"..."

Isla Wynn finally relaxed a little.

Then she explained why she had contacted him.

"Fenric, I know your time is valuable, so I won’t waste it."

"I came to ask if you could give me one of your newcomer slots for the twentieth-floor dungeon."

"I can pay for it."

Yes.

Isla was still staying in the Safe Zone.

Originally, a few days earlier she had planned to challenge the first floor of the Samsara Tower.

But after seeing Fenric clearing dungeons at such terrifying speed, she decided to wait.

Because this was a rare opportunity.

If she could accumulate more strength beforehand, her chances of survival in the Samsara Tower would increase.

After all—

Not everyone was Boss Shura.

Fenric was slightly stunned after hearing her request.

"A newcomer slot?" he asked.

"What newcomer slot?"

Isla Wynn looked at him with a strange expression.

"No way, Fenric."

"Don’t tell me you don’t even know the strategy for the twentieth-floor dungeon?"

Fenric nodded honestly.

"I really don’t."

"Every time I clear a dungeon, I only read one or two guides about the specific dungeon world."

"I don’t read guides for later floors."

"I’m worried that reading too much might confuse my memory."

"Alright..."

Isla Wynn was convinced.

"I didn’t expect the mighty Boss Shura, who’s about to enter the twentieth-floor dungeon, doesn’t even know the dungeon mechanics."

She sighed, then smiled.

"Let me explain it briefly."

"The twentieth-floor dungeon world isn’t fixed."

"After entering, participants may end up in an unknown world."

"However, everyone’s main mission is the same."

"That is—to lead newcomers and survive in the dungeon world for a certain amount of time."