Daily Life Starting from the Dungeon

When Mu Qinglin opened his eyes, he hadn't become a savior or a triumphant hero; instead, he had become a neglected, newly built underground city on the border of another world. There were no limbs, no words, only cold stone walls and boundless darkness. To make matters worse, he was targeted by a group of greedy adventurers as soon as he was "born". Weak? Then devour the souls and power of intruders and give birth to ferocious monsters. Narrow? Then tear the earth apart, create layers of abyss, and build a deadly labyrinth. Barren? Then turn the bones into ore, the blood into rare treasures, and let wealth be the sweetest bait. Some come for the treasure, some for the experience, and some just wander in lost, only to leave in a panic and stumble. He neither vied for supremacy nor coveted power; he simply accepted everything quietly: the monsters' antics, the warriors' cries, the buried secrets, and the dissipation of regrets. This is not a hero's adventure story, but a journey of evolution through a dungeon.