The Dungeon System

The Dungeon System
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Elizabeth takes Adam to the elevator and they descend to the floor below the ground floor. However, the button was not in the elevator and required Elizabeth's fingerprints to access it.


"Wow, you even have a secret lair under your building. Is it legal" Adam said.


"Since when do you care about the law when you go around killing people as you please" Elizabeth argued in self-defense.


While renovating the building over the past few days, he had managed to create a small underground nest for himself that he could only access through an elevator that had been extended to reach underground.


"I have set up a small basement for secret plans and meetings and only me and one other person has access to go inside" Elizabeth told her.


“And who is this guy?” adam asked, not wanting to reveal his identity as a cultivator to anyone else.


"The one who designed and engineered the basement and also the weird motorcycle you asked for" Elizabeth replied.


"Meet Jaspar" Elizabeth said as the elevator stopped and the door opened to reveal a short man who appeared to be in his thirties.


He was wearing a lab coat and glasses as he turned to greet Adam.


"It's nice to meet you, Lady Elizabeth's trusted friend" Jaspar greeted respectfully as she shook Adam's hand.


Adam before shaking his hand checked to see if he could sense any energy within Jaspar's body, but he could not and assumed that he was not a cultivator.


However, he was still cautious as he shook his hand, knowing that if a cultivator was much stronger than him, he would not be able to gauge their strength or find out if they were a cultivator, either, just like his master.


"You gave me an almost impossible task to produce a motorcycle that should be able to change the model and license plate by pressing a button, but I have managed to create a prototype that works and has a function similar to what you have.asked" said Jaspar directly in business.


[This guy is weird and he seems to have a lot of respect for Elizabeth and me because I came with him. But if he was able to design this underground nest and my motor with unique specifications, in such a short time, then he must be very capable and useful] Adam thought to himself.


He walked in a direction that was clearly a cloaked motorcycle and took off the robe with a proud expression.


"Give me a brief overview of his scheme and what he is capable of, then I have to go" Adam said.


He was unintentionally being rude, but he felt uneasy in a secluded basement with an unknown individual whom he could not confirm that he was not a cultivator.


Jaspar was not bothered in the slightest by Adam's blatant disrespect and did exactly as he commanded. It was as if she was Elizabeth's servant and with a nod of approval from Elizabeth, she began to do what Adam said.


"OK, I have used these specifications and spare parts to manufacture..." Jaspal gave Adam a detailed overview of all the different parts used in the manufacturing process of the motorcycle, which Adam remembered, just in case he needed to know about it. it was in the future when taking care of his motorcycle.


"Nah now proceed to what abilities" said Adam after receiving the motorcycle scheme.


“Yes as you know from the parts, the motor and the interior parts of the motorcycle do not change, but the outside of the motorcycle, which includes the frame and license plate, can be reversed. On one hand there are regular motorcycles that seem to be of average quality and have license plates and official letters, he said, while on the other hand is a completely dark motorcycle that has no license plate and cannot be tracked.


When flipped to a blank shape, it is slimmer and less affected by air resistance, so is a better choice when you want to travel at high speeds. The regular shape also has a restricted speed so it is not revealed that it can change and match the model it displays.


The outer metal is made of bulletproof while the wheels are 5 times more durable than regular wheels and are made using a very dense and durable rubber. It can reach 200 miles per hour comfortably, but I wouldn't recommend you to stick at that speed for too long because it will be fast using fuel and it will be hard for you to control" jaspal.


"I've also made an extra effort to get you some motorcycle clothes, that will protect you from any harm that may come with a fast motorcycle speed and is made using expensive durable leather that has carbon fiber webbing in it" jaspal continued as he rushed to a corner of the room and handed Adam what looked like an ordinary leather jacket and pants.


"And I ended up making you a bulletproof helmet, and it's durable, but I'm not suggesting that you fire a gun at your head at close range unless you want to blow your brains out" jaspal advises as he hands Adam a completely black helmet.


Adam was silent for a few seconds while digesting all the information that Jaspal had bombarded him, but looking at the motor in front of him it looked ordinary and nothing special.


Exactly what he wanted when he drove it himself, and he was eager to test how it looked when it was flipped into an all-black, untraceable form. But before he did that, he had some questions for Jaspal.


Everything seems perfect and too good to be true, which is what makes Adam a little wary of who Jaspal is and how he is able to do such great things.


"Who are you?" adam asked as he approached the relatively short Jaspal and looked straight into his eyes.


Although the contact lenses Adam wore reduced the intimidation factor from his red eyes, what really allowed him to intimidate and instill fear into his enemies was the powerful killing intent exerted by his Bloodlust characteristics.


Adam was learning to use his killing intent that formed an aura around him to restrain and suppress the target, which would make them fear him and make them more likely to submit to him.


"Um, um, I'm Jaspal as I told you" Jaspal stuttered as he backed away from Adam frightened by his eyes and aura.


The previous intelligent and confident attitude Jaspal displayed disappeared as he began to look trembling in fear.


[Well, it was confirmed that he was not a cultivator and it turned out that he had a weak will] Adam thought to himself when he saw Jaspal submit to him.


"But who you really are, where you come from, where you study, tell me everything about you" Adam asked as he continued to approach Jaspal slowly away from him.


"I was Elizabeth's servant and was born into an ancient family that used to serve the ancient Elizabeth family and my purpose in life was to serve Elizabeth. To do so, I learned in every way you can imagine to be a trusted informant and assistant as the last survivor of my servant's family" jaspal bursts that find it difficult to withhold any information from Adam.


"Leave him alone Adam" Elizabeth said as she tried to pull him away from Jaspal.


Adam instantly worries that he has entered into a partnership with someone who has a much larger background than he imagined when his hunting instincts emerge.


"I don't want to hurt anyone, but my top priority is my own survival and safety, so don't make any sudden movements and force my hand until I'm comfortable and have gathered enough information from both of you" warn Adam who realizes how much he doesn't know about the two men who are standing in a secret lair with him.


From her tone and aura, Elizabeth knew she was not joking and felt that she had no other choice but to tell Adam the story of her ancestors and the Jaspal family, which were a family of servants loyal to herself.


After hearing everything he said to her, it was clear to Adam that the other family equivalent to his ancient family in the past was the current big New York family.


"Okay, but you should have told me about this earlier" said Adam, who calmed down after Elizabeth explained her past with Jaspal.


"You crazy bastard, I really thought you would kill us there" Elizabeth exclaimed after seeing that Adam had calmed down.


"You should have been honest with me from the start" Adam said while ignoring his insults indifferently.