Exiled from the underworld, I am still fearless

Because [Eternal Night Labyrinth] is just a derivative world specially provided for the game, its quality is very small.

Of course, the time flow of [Eternal Night Labyrinth] is very different from that of the main world, even to the extent that it is similar to the setting of "Journey to the West" "One day in the sky, one year on the earth".

He has been suffering in the dark labyrinth for a full ten years, but in the main world of the Infinity Tower, only ten days have passed lightly.

Of course, the reason why he had such a strong sense of contrast was that this was only the second copy challenge he had experienced.

From now on, if you want to become an old fritter in the Tower of Infinity, you must adapt to this gap.

In the living room, seeing his pensive look, Xia Xier asked carelessly.

"Hey, dead devil, why do I feel weird after you come back?"

Liuhua next to him also echoed.

"Yeah, mission, why do I feel that you have become strange, and I can't tell where it is strange."

Zhang Shan smirked with a guilty conscience.

"Ah? Is there any?"

Shahir narrowed his eyes and brought his beautiful face closer.

"Be honest, how long have you been hiding in the dungeon?"

"What do you mean by hiding? I walked sideways in the dungeon."

"Don't talk nonsense, just tell me how long your copy lasted."

Originally, Zhang Shan thought his feat was quite handsome, but now it seems to have changed.

For the so-called refusal to admit defeat, he squatted in a dark maze for a full ten years. If he said such words, he would probably make Xia Xier laugh out loud.

"Well, not too long."

Shahir was not forgiving.

"How long is not long?"

Zhang Shan scratched his face and said perfunctorily.

"Ham, I can't remember clearly, it's about ten or twenty days. Or a few months."

"Is it days or months?"

"Is there any difference?"

As if seeing through something, Xia Xier's eyes darkened inexplicably.

"Devil, you have been trapped in a dungeon for a long, long time, have you been sealed by a great human magician?"

Hearing what she said, Zhang Shan immediately shot up.

"Damn, how can human magic seal my demon Zhang San!"

"then you."

"Just ask, what a fart, how long I stay in the dungeon is none of your business."

Shahir stood up with folded arms.

"Cut, I'm too lazy to care about you, I'm going back to my room to change."

How long he stayed in the copy, in fact, this matter is meaningless, and, except for the official of the Tower of Infinity, only two "people" know the truth.

One is himself, and the other is the golden toad left in the dungeon. In other words, as long as he doesn't admit it, no one will know.

Afterwards, not wanting to discuss this meaningless topic any more, Zhang Shan instructed Big Miao who was standing beside him respectfully.

"Big meow, I'm hungry, what's for lunch?"

"Master, don't worry, I will prepare a sumptuous lunch for you."

"Well, cook more, I have been coughing for several years, and I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time."

"Ok."

After Da Miao entered the kitchen, Zhang Shan leaned on the sofa and thought silently.

It didn't matter ten years or eight years, anyway, as the only player who cleared the level, he made a lot of money.

Moreover, because of the huge time gap, Shinomiya Kaguya and the others who withdrew early were not affected at all.

Shinomiya Kaguya quit the maze 3 months later, that is to say, if she didn't enter the next instance after quitting, then it was only 9 days after she quit.

All in all, at the cost of ten years of time, in exchange for a 360-degree happy life, it's very cool no matter how you think about it.

After all, he now has 50 infinite coins in his pocket, as well as 11 pieces of purple-level equipment limited to dungeons.

While waiting for lunch, Zhang Shan suddenly noticed something.

Because he was separated from his friends for 10 years, for a while, he almost forgot the existence of some people.

"Hey, where are Sister Pao and Ash?"

Liuhua hugged a pillow, huddled in the corner of the sofa and replied.

"Sister Meiqin entered the dungeon 3 days ago, and she hasn't come back yet."

"Oh, what about Ash, has he also entered the dungeon?"

"No, Ash went to the infinite market this morning and said he would sell the red-level weapons he got."

The "infinite market" that Liuhua talked about was the main world where the Tower of Infinity was embodied. A Shi had mentioned that place to him before, but he hadn't had the chance to see it for himself.

"It turns out that it is like this, everyone is fine."

Leaning on the sofa, Zhang Shan stretched comfortably.

This is his personal space, because he spent all his savings to buy a full set of furniture and facilities, as well as an exclusive AI maid, so this is a paradise where he can live comfortably.

How should I put it, returning from "hell" to "heaven" suddenly made me feel uncomfortable for a while.

Of course, after this dungeon is over, there are many things he needs to do, but now, he doesn't want to do anything, and he doesn't need to rush to do it.

He is now a level 35 player who has left the novice stage, and he will no longer be dragged into a strange world by the challenge of a dungeon that is suddenly assigned. The time to enter the next dungeon can already be controlled by himself.

"Hmm, hum, hum~"

Nestled on the soft sofa, Zhang Shan hummed a song leisurely while drinking Bingkuoluo. His own home is just comfortable.

At this moment, Shahir, who had changed her clothes, came down from the stairs.

After taking off the cartoon pajamas, the woman put on a set of refreshing casual clothes, a T-shirt, short skirt, sandals, long black hair draped over her shoulders, and a beautiful and refined angelic face. All heroines of idol dramas.

It's a pity that no matter how beautiful an angel is, it's still an angel, and it can't arouse the devil's "sexual" interest at all.

And to take a step back, Xia Xier's dressing style at the moment is not in line with his preferences at all. He doesn't like innocent girls, but only mature big sisters with black silk.

"Dum, thump, kick, kick."

Walking down the stairs, Xia Xier found that Zhang Shan was staring at her with a look of scrutiny mixed with contempt, and immediately pouted.

"Hey, dead devil, what are you looking at?"

"Who has seen you, my own home, can you just take a look at it?"

"You're clearly looking at me."

"If you don't want to be seen, you can go out."

Even though they have been separated for ten years, the bickering between him and Shahir still seems to be an instinct, just like the hostile relationship between the demon clan and the angel clan in the original world.

But for some reason, this time, Shahir didn't "do it when he can't say it".

Wearing a short skirt and walking around in front of the sofa, Xia Xier sat down opposite Zhang Shan without any hesitation. She was so careless that she didn't even notice that the short skirt was gone at this angle.

After a moment of silence, she asked a rare serious question.

"Hey, what did you want to tell me before?"

Hearing her inexplicable words, Zhang Shan raised his eyebrows.

"Before what?"

"It was when I just came back from the second copy, didn't you say that you would have something to say to me when you came back, and then you would turn into light and disappear."

Zhang Shan was like an irresponsible scumbag, chewing potato chips with a look of disdain.

"Oh? And this?"

"Of course there is!"