Reject Humanity, Return to Monke

Dungeon Resident Income:

Day 1: 7,907 DP, 4,016 EXP

Day 2: 8,751 DP, 4,394 EXP

Day 3: 9,711 DP, 4,850 EXP

Day 4: 9,887 DP, 4,898 EXP

Total: 36,256 DP, 18,158 EXP

DP: 4,003 -> 40,259

Milestone reached!

Reach 250 amount of residing Dungeon Residents!

Rewards: Dungeon Spin; 5,000 DP; 2,500 EXP; Perk [Landlord]

DP: 40,259 -> 45,259

[Level Up!]

[Level Up!]

Name: Jionni 

Age: 0 

Gender: Male 

Race: Gorilla 

Class: Tank 

Level: 13 

Exp: 1793 / 13000

HP: 6700 / 6700

MP: 2228 / 2228

Str: 69 = 191

Vit: 106 = 220

End: 71 = 174

Agi: 47 = 75

Dex: 51 = 94

Int: 42 = 155

Wis: 41 = 154

Cha: 32 = 40

Luc: 1 = 1

Landlord - Increases DP gained from Dungeon Resident Income by 10%.

It\'s been four days since the day my dong got enlarged, and four days since I started wearing some clothes to cover my dignity. The clothes weren\'t anything special, but since Domino looked at me with her cute puppy eyes, I had to match my style of clothing to hers, no matter how much of a fashion disaster it was on my person.

But during that time, I was able to sate one of my curiosities ever since Domino started to live with me without looking like a creep, since she showed it to me when I just woke up, and it was her black undershirt.

Yeah, turns out, it wasn\'t just sleeveless, it was goddamn backless. How the hell it stuck to her body without falling off, I had no idea, but I guess it was due to her jacket.

Then again, it was somehow like the theme of a gorilla. Black front, silver back, you get the idea.

So, I got a hoodie jacket with an open front, silver shorts that reached up to my knees, and white sneakers, just to match with Domino\'s outfit.

Sad to say, my clothes were incredibly bad to look at on a gorilla, so I had to change some things about my body, something I wanted to do before, but didn\'t have enough DP to do so.

It cost 30,000 DP to buy one, but all in all, it was worth it.

DP: 45,259 -> 15,259

And that, my friends, was the [Body Alteration + Strengthening] potion. A bit of a mouthful, but its effects were legit.

Drinking its contents, I was able to modify my body, though not to the point where I could change my size however I wanted. I could not be too different from my original form, so what I did was lengthened my legs, gave myself better thumbs, and overall, made myself a little human-ish.

I was still a gorilla though, a modified one. Plus, it had the bonus of increasing the density of my bones and muscles, which gave me a boost to Strength, Endurance, and Vitality by two each…

Damn, this System be stingy with potions that give stat points…

Anyway, with my new body, I was finally able to use the Monke Staff without difficulty, my legs giving me a newfound respect for species that had stubby legs for being able to function with them properly.

Of course, because my legs were longer, my torso had to get smaller, which made Domino pout and cling to my body with all her might as she tried to assert dominance over my chest. An amusing sight, but a very dangerous one, if I was back on Earth. There are no FBI agents here, right…?

Right?

Anyway, during those four days, each primate squad came back bringing monsters from their mission, except for the last group, which had to eradicate the ones they were supposed to bring due to how hostile they were.

Of course, I congratulated them nonetheless, and accepted them with open arms, regardless of their mistakes. I was just glad none of them died, and I wasn\'t too sure about the primates reviving if they died outside the Dungeon.

Which begs the question, will I revive if I die in my own Dungeon…?

A scenario I do not want to test with every fiber of my being.

The monsters the primates brought back were nothing new. Goblins, orcs, kobolds, but hey, at least one group brought in about ten lizardmen, so that\'s a plus. The bad news is, I had to accommodate them, and the city was running out of space, as well as my Dungeon, so I had to buy more rooms and merge them with the existing rooms to expand their space, reducing my DP by about 5,000.

DP: 15,259 -> 10,259

With a bigger room, as well as more workforce – counting the primates that spawned from the rooms – the city was expanded day-by-day, although the city was still far from finished. At least the walls were done.

Also, since I alone wasn\'t able to keep up with the demands for weapons and armor from the ever-growing population of monsters, I had to teach someone how to craft weapons and armors, and since I also had no time to do so, I had to buy the [Blacksmith Skillbook] and give it to someone.

DP: 10,259 -> 8,759

And I gave it to Gund, who I also tasked with teaching the other primates how to smith so they could help me with the workload.

I granted them access to my workshop, and it didn\'t take long for them to settle in. Even if their work is crap right now as opposed to my standard grade (My weapons are still crap, by the way), it won\'t be long before they are able to smith at my level.

Just a little bit of grinding and voila, more blacksmiths.

The alraunes and arachnes had all but integrated into our little society. With the alraunes tending to the gardens, giving us more vegetables and fruits, and the arachnes, giving us materials for either sewing or smithing, my Dungeon, at its current state with no invasions, was flourishing.

But that could all change today.

"It\'s finally time…" I cupped my chin, feeling a little awkward about having to permanently get used to being bipedal again. Today was the day the Dungeon Games would start, and I was extremely nervous and anxious due to going in blind without any information.

I asked the humans and demi-humans, but even they had no idea about these Dungeon Games. Hell, even Domino, who was a gift to me by the System – now my surrogate daughter – had no idea about the Dungeon Games.

I had to steel myself for whatever might happen, but it couldn\'t be all that bad, since it\'s called Dungeon Games, right…?

I just jinxed myself, didn\'t I?

[Commencing teleport sequence… Welcome to the Decennial Dungeon Games, Dungeon Master Jionni… May your enemies sing praises with their blood as tribute to your victories…]

… I am so screwed…