[Dungeon Hidden Zone detected]
"Huh?" Ben was so excited about opening his screens that he didn't look where he was going. He glanced at the alert.
[Hidden Zone – Can explore. May house treasure or traps]
'Interesting…' He looked around to see what this zone contained.
Ben looked at the "Dungeon gate" he passed through before triggering the alert. It had a photo of a white silhouette in a skirt.
'Isn't this a female bathroom?!?'
"AAAH! Get out freak!" A woman adjusting her makeup at the mirror screamed when she saw Ben standing there.
"Sorry, I was looking for the safe zone!"
"Safe zone? Get lost you perv!"
Ben rushed out and entered the men's bathroom. Once he was inside, he looked at the hidden zone message again with fear. 'It's suggesting I explore there? This system's trying to get me arrested!'
Ben didn't believe there would be a glowing treasure chest in there. Traps? Yes! It was like a honey pot for sexual predators!
Shaking it off, he remembered what he came here for.
After sitting down in a bathroom stall, he opened his store page. The system had told him that items were hidden if he couldn't afford them. Since the Low Level Mystery Box cost 500, Ben guessed there must have been something available at 1000. He was right!
[Mid Level Mystery Box: 1000 points – Contains a random item anywhere from common to epic grade]
Ben squeezed his fists. 'Purple equips!'
Ben almost bought it on instinct but stopped himself. 'I can buy this or two Low Levels…It looks like this one increased the minimum and maximum tiers by one. Still, I can get two lows for the price of one mid…What should I do?'
After considering a while, Ben chose the Mid Level. Cutting out trash items alone was a tremendous boost, not to mention an epic item had to be amazing. The last rare item he got, the Mid Level Stat Growth Multiplier, was already incredible.
The most important point was he only had a week left and believed a stronger item would have a higher chance of having an immediate effect. He decided.
'Ok, I've got this! I don't believe I'm cursed by bathrooms!'
He was 2/2 for bad items when he did unboxings in bathrooms, but he wasn't going to run back to his dorm. He only had a short time to take advantage of this special event and needed to be efficient.
'Third time's a charm!' No longer hesitating, he purchased it!
1000 points disappeared from his balance. Several seconds later, a sky blue box with a white question mark appeared in Ben's lap. Licking his lips in excitement, he opened it.
The light with this box was different than the Low Level. It was softer with a light shade of blue. When it shined on Ben, he had a subtle feeling like he was floating in the ocean.
Once the light receded, Ben glanced down to find a small black spray bottle.
[Bad Luck Perfume(Consumable, Rare) x1 – Spray this on one person to give them very bad luck for 2 minutes]
'I said third time's a charm and it gave me a bad luck item. Is the system trying to be ironic? Also, it seems shabby for a rare item…Whatever, it's still rare. I'm sure it'll come in useful.'
Ben walked out with his mood having improved a little. He saw Antonio by the entrance trying to use openers based on his T-shirt again, and failing in miserable fashion. Shaking his head, Ben pulled him away.
Antonio spoke. "Hey cuz, Look, let's not fight anymore. That won't get us anywhere. You know, before I opened that set I should've told you about the Fat Friend Theory."
"What's that?"
"It's the theory that all hot chicks have a fat friend…"
"Is that a theory? Are you sure that's not a scientific law?"
"Well, you know, it's in the same boat as evolution…In science, the definitions of the terms theory and law are complicated. There's a lot of politics involved, and I'm not gonna get into it! Point is, the two chicks like to travel together to make optimal use of space…"
"Makes sense."
"Havin' said that, the fat friend in that last set might've been bendin' the theory a little too far…"
"Her mass was bending the theory, gravity, and causing a disturbance in the force for sure…"
Antonio shrugged. "All sets aren't like that though. From now on, let's do it this way. I'll try to keep a certain minimum standard on both chicks. Though, know this, the one who opens the set gets dibs on first pick. That's the wingman's ancient code." Antonio lowered his head and gave Ben a dignified stare.
Ben nodded in agreement. "Got it. Let's go again then."
"Aight. Team Bentonio comin' to smash!"
Ben frowned. "What's that?"
"That's our team call-sign bro!"
Ben grimaced…He couldn't bring himself to kill his cousin's enthusiasm though, so he forced a smile. "Sure…"
Antonio spotted two hot girls grinding against each other. His eyes went wide. "Two 8-balls at the edge of the dancefloor. I'm going in!" Being the more experienced one, Antonio did the opener again.
Looking over at the two beauties grinding against each other, Ben gulped. These two were better looking than anyone either of them had spoken to yet. If he could turn either of them into a lead, it would make the entire night worth it even if he failed everything else. His eyes flared with excitement!
He didn't yet know that in a dungeon, greater treasure comes with greater challenges.
