My Level Zero System

"I'm going to be very thorough, so if you all have any questions, you can raise your hands, I'll answer if I can."

Immediately, Leo's arm was raised.

"Question?"

"How... could you draw something like that. Even if you remember it, it's... too hard to believe, right?"

Leo asked in an uncertain voice.

Looking at this dizzyingly complex map, Leo couldn't understand how Kain could reproduce it so perfectly. Unless Kain had both a good memory and good drawing skills.

Kain had no talent for painting, of course, although he could draw.

So, he explained.

"That's right, it's not just about having a good memory. Otherwise, anyone with a good memory would be a good artist."

People with good memories can perfectly reproduce the shape of something in their mind, but to transform that image into reality is a completely different story. Because at this point, it is no longer simply about memory.

So, Kain used a special method.

"You're right, drawing this complex is not enough to draw by memory alone. But what about this?"

With that, Kain pulled out a single piece of paper and brought it before Leo.

"Do you think you can copy the drawing on this piece of paper?"

"This..."

Leo seemed a little hesitant, then looked at the paper carefully.

Even though there were over a dozen buildings and several roads and walls, Leo thought he could still copy this drawing.

"So do you understand?"

"Huh? Understand what?"

Leo scratched his head, momentarily not understanding.

At this moment, Katie stood up to explain.

"If you can copy the drawing on this piece of paper, can you copy the entire drawing on another piece of paper?"

At this moment, Leo understood and exclaimed in surprise.

It's true that the entire map is extremely complex, but if you break the entire map down into smaller parts, those smaller parts aren't that complex.

And Kain's method was to perfectly simulate the map in his head, then divide it into equal parts, and then copy each part onto a piece of paper with the exact proportions. Once he finished everything, he just had to put them together.

Understanding this explanation, everyone showed complicated expressions.

Although Kain explains the principle very simply, no one here underestimates this, especially in terms of strategy.

"Okay, now let's get to the main part."

"First, I believe you have all learned about the types of monsters that can be encountered on the first floor of the Misty Dungeon."

Everyone nodded. Of course, how could anyone who knew they were about to enter such a place not prepare?

However, Kain's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over the entire team.

"However, that is insufficient, if not downright wrong."

"Mistake?"

Someone exclaimed, but Kain paid no attention and continued speaking.

"Yes, that's a mistake. This Dungeon is one of the most dangerous places in Kanzax, if not in all of Akazac. If you think that just by reading a few notes about monster characteristics you can survive there comfortably, you're dead wrong. If that were possible, then the death rate there wouldn't be so high."

"If we really want to survive, we have to start looking at the big picture first."

"Let's start with the expedition that took place seven years ago..."

As Kain's monotonous voice explained, the entire room seemed to be covered in a layer of cold mist. Hector got goosebumps, Leo couldn't help but cross his arms over his chest and shrink back as a natural reflex when he felt danger. Katie looked like she was still calm, but the abnormal increase in the range of motion of her limbs betrayed her. Myra uneasily clutched the corner of her shirt, only Mera, from beginning to end, never took her eyes off Kain.

What Kain narrates is a record of the terror of the Misty Dungeon, which is more than a few lines about the monster's characteristics can describe. The most chilling, of course, is the "last man" story, which tells of a group of Adventurers being followed, killed, and impersonated by the Crawler one by one.

It was also recorded that when one Adventurer group found the other, more than half of their group had been replaced. Far behind them were corpses with their heads violently torn off their necks, the sight was horrifying.

It's hard to imagine the horror. The horror that Crawler brings is far more terrifying than the pure destructive power that Nightcrawler brings, even though Nightcrawler is stronger in terms of power.

"The Crawler's physique is not much different from that of a human's, and with the fog covering it, if you're not paying attention, problems can easily occur."

As for the fog problem, even Kain felt a headache.

Not only could this fog block magic like [Spirit Magic], even light and sound had difficulty penetrating it, effectively blocking almost all long-distance communication.

But this also gives them a hidden advantage.

That's because neither sound nor light can travel too far, and the noise they make, such as in battle, can't travel too far, attracting other monsters. This gives them a certain amount of safety, at the cost of being killed and replaced silently without anyone knowing, like in the story of the ill-fated Adventurer group.

One day or a few days, perhaps it is not a problem. But every person's spirit has a limit, when the spirit is stressed for too long and maintained for a long time, the concentration will decrease and the boldness will increase, becoming the basis for wrong decisions, or even death.

This is inevitable.

The more Kain spoke, the more everyone felt that survival in such a place was impossible.

But, when the fear had reached its peak, Kain spoke.

"So, we have this."

With that, Kain tapped the map behind his back.

"Even a well-prepared and powerful Adventurer party can hardly guarantee that they will survive for many days, so we will be brought here, and this will be where we will play our survival game, the lonely fortress."