Rebirth of the Strongest Dungeon Master

Isaac was standing in front of the Crystal Core room, which showed the light projection of a temple-style building standing tall in the middle of a green meadow. His lips formed a smile at the sight. The construction process in the 2nd Floor Dungeon had been completed.

Then, a voice entered his head.

"My Lord! The blacksmith workshop construction process was completed as planned."

Pippi contacted Isaac through telepathy.

"Good, Pippi. After that, give them orders to repair any broken equipment and accept weapons forging requests from the Hunters on the 2nd Floor. They are allowed to ask humans for the wage."

"Yes, My Lord!"

As usual, after receiving an unusual order from his master, Pippi was quick to ask a question.

"By the way, Lord. Why did we create a blacksmith's workshop for humans? Besides, there are also buffs that speed up their recovery. As if this place is a safe zone."

"Indeed, that place is a safe zone."

"Hah?" A dumbfounded tone of voice rang in Isaac's head. "Aren't we going to slaughter them all tomorrow? Pippi doesn't understand why we need to go this far for humans."

Isaac sighed. Once again, the Dungeon Manager doubted him again. However, he wouldn't get angry. He knew Pippi was only worried about him. Besides, he couldn't blame Pippi's curiosity.

"To give them hope."

The Clearance plan that would be carried out in his Dungeon in 5 days, Isaac already knew how it would turn out.

The slaughtered of hunters would happen.

If the three great guilds from three different countries failed to carry out the Clearance in his Dungeon, the news would definitely circulate in disarray. Of course, this had a negative impact on his Dungeon. One of them was the possibility that the number of Hunters who came would decrease.

He couldn't prevent the bad news of the Clearance tomorrow from circulating out. Besides, at the same time, he could also spread the good news.

And the good news he would spread was the blacksmith forge.

The weapons used by humans were very fragile and weak. With the blacksmith forge in the Dungeon, they could get better weapons. They would get a little stronger, or at least feel that way. That way, they would become more confident, feeling that there was still a chance to conquer the Dungeon.

,m "To control humans, we do not use fear, but hope. Even if they experience failure and see death over and over again, they will still come back. As long as there is hope."

Pippi exclaimed enthusiastically in Isaac's head. While Isaac just silently stroked his palm.

'Hope is like a spark, which can cause a fire to blaze.'

From this plan, it was possible for humans to take advantage of the opportunity he gave and conquered the Dungeon. He realized that the decisions he made this time were risky. However, he believed the higher the risk, the higher the payoff.

Not long after, Pippi's voice could be heard again in his head.

"Oh yes, Lord. Pippi forgot. What about the dwarves? They have started to demand the promise you gave yesterday."

Isaac smirked. "Why should we give them?"

"Isn't that if they do it in nine days, you will give them the elf women?"

"I said if they finished it in less than 9 days. They finished it in 9 days and 45 minutes. They didn't meet the conditions I gave, they got nothing."

"Okay, Lord!"

Isaac knew that the dwarves wouldn't make it in time. He only gave them hope to work harder. With the small number of workers, less equipment, and the large size of the building, there was no opportunity for the dwarves. He had calculated everything.

Besides, the Zenny he had now wouldn't be enough to buy an A-class monster for every male dwarf. The funds alone were running low for combining monsters and buying the dwarves.

If they succeeded, of course Isaac would fulfill his promise. But, not now or in the near future.

"If they can't accept it or feel cheated, tell them that they have to accept the consequences. It was the same as insulting the Dungeon Master, a grave sin. No mercy."

"Yes, my Lord."

After that, Pippi's voice couldn't be heard anymore. Isaac's attention returned to the Crystal Core projection that showed the view of the blacksmith's forge.

Thousands of dwarves seemed to be gathering towards a big bear and a little girl standing on it. They became noisy after hearing Pippi's words. The disappointed whimpers reverberated in that place. After that Pippi was seen giving them an ultimatum. The girl stated again the promise given by Isaac. Then they quickly fell silent and lowered their heads.

Isaac smiled with satisfaction, seeing that his right-hand person had managed to control the situation as expected. He wanted to see Pippi's capabilities as a Dungeon Manager. In his previous life, Isaac managed the monster issue by himself. He only entrusted Pippi with the Dungeon building business. From this, he learned that Pippi had a lot of potential that had not been unleashed.

Beeps! Beeps! Beeps!

His pocket vibrated. There was a message on his cell phone. He read the message. Then, his lips curled up.

"Good job, Wang Yi. There's still five days."

Isaac contacted Pippi again through telepathy. "Pippi, I will be away for a few days. Come here. I have a plan I want to discuss with you in case I come back late tomorrow."

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The night was dark because the stars in the sky were not visible because of the light of Moscow City. Among the buildings that had large chimneys, there was a magnificent building that was heavily guarded. Heavy vehicles loaded with large containers were seen coming in and out of the place. The guards were not ordinary, but Hunters from special military personnel, HFD.

This building was a factory, as well as a Russian weapons development lab.

Inside the factory, the air was hot and stinging the skin from the metal smelting machines. The conveyors carrying tons of minerals and metals seemed to move non-stop. Among them were crystal stones that glowed bright purple — it was Power Crystal. Thousands of workers were seen forging weapons; swords, axes, warhammers, spears, and various melee weapons.

Above them was a room covered in glass. Inside it, there was a line of researchers wearing white lab coats. They all put on a tense expression. Among them stood a man wearing a military uniform with a star symbol on the shoulder. His face was pale and his skin slack, but his grey eyes flashed a sharp glare.

That man was the number one man in control of the Russian military—Marshall Anatoly Kramnik.

"How many weapons were successfully produced today?"

One of the researchers standing next to the man in military uniform looked tense. His hands trembled as he opened the sheet of notes in his hand.

"Report, Sir. Today, we managed to produce 40 swords with four different variations: 10 axes, 10 shields, 10 spears, and 30 units of equipment and other weapons. A total of 100 items were produced."

Marshall's face turned sour. "100 units per day, meaning there are 3000 units per month. That does not include the result of the daily weapons. Didn't I tell you to increase the production by 35%?"

"But, sir, increasing the production speed will reduce the quality—"

The researcher immediately went silent, because Marshall was glaring at him. His eyes were sharp, filled with intimidation.

"You know, my soldiers out there are over 50,000 units. And it will continue to increase every day. Each of them needs the best weapons and equipment to have a battle in the Monster Break. You want them all dead?"

The researcher lowered his face. "Very well, Sir. We will increase the production speed and maintain the quality of the weapons."

"Good. Do it properly."

Then, the cell phone in Marshall's pocket vibrated. The man stared at his phone screen for a moment, then stepped away from the crowd. Instantly, the researchers breathed a sigh of relief. They were free from Marshall's domination.

Meanwhile, Marshall picked up the phone call. A soft and seductive voice tickled out of the cell phone.

"Honey, it's cold tonight. Won't you go home?"

His lips smiled with a soaring desire.