Fake Professor, Misunderstood As Strong - Chapter 181

Chapter 181: There is no escape in an unfair game…
A few centuries ago.

Floating Pearls, Central Island.

A young boy found himself in an unknown lab.

Before he could even figure out who and what had brought him here from his poor village, an intimidating-looking person appeared and forcefully did many questionable tests on him.

Time went by, and the kid found out that he had been kidnapped as a test subject by the members of the cult of Therath.

His body was slowly getting altered to and turned into an unrecognizable blob of muscle.

The experiments they ran on him had massive side effects.

But those people didn’t seem to know the word called ‘Mercy’. They put him in a golem’s body and connected his body to the mechanical piece of junk.

The magic of a demon god was no joke; it influenced the power of the laws of the world, and the young boy’s soul and body were fused with golem.

That was how this world’s first semi-biological android was created.

There was no one to stop the atrocities of the cult, and they did human experimentation without any problems.

It was the time when the cult of Therath was in its prime; the young kid had no hope of escape from the very start.

Decades passed and seasons changed; the young kid experienced a lot of turmoil in that undying body over the years, and he grew up mentally, if not physically.

There was an extremely strong spell placed on his body; he couldn’t betray the orders of the cult even if he wanted to.

His body, his soul, everything was already a slave to the cult, and he had no free will of his own.

He suffered so much pain in his years of being experimented on that the pain receptors of his body stopped working and he couldn’t even feel pain anymore.

At that point, he had already accepted his fate of being an eternal puppet of the demon cult.

But as they say, nothing is eternal.

The cult declined and eventually ended up fading into the long annals of history as their demon god had abandoned them.

The floating islands stopped receiving funding from the outside, and the followers either died of starvation or left this place altogether.

Without any masters left to control him, the semi-biological golem, the first to be created, took command over the others who were created later and tried to escape.

But the spell of ‘slavery’ cast with the dark magic of the demon god was still just as strong as ever.

It never let them go.

The final orders that the golems had to follow were to protect the facilities of the demon cult; that’s the reason why the golems were never able to leave this place.

All of them had to follow this order till their master asked them to stop.

It was a lonely and dark time.

All the other people who were fused with golems had already lost their minds by this time; only the young kid was still sane.

Without anyone to talk to, the sane golem went and started studying the research papers left by the members of the cult.

It turns out that miasma had taken hold of their biological parts from the beginning, explaining why they are still alive despite centuries having passed.

It was miasma that was making them suffer continuously.

Miasma is a dark and very sinister power; it can even be considered to be partially conscious; once it gets a hold of someone, it tries it’s best to never let them go out of its control.

It tries to torture the affected person for extended periods of time on purpose.

It likely sensed that the golems were waiting to be liberated via death, but the miasma that was affecting them didn’t let this happen.

It was forcefully making them live in the most horrible and twisted manner.

The golems were forced to see their bodies in a constant state of rotting and decaying but never dying.

It was a torturous process that just kept going and going for centuries, and there was no end to it in sight.

But, as the saying goes,

{Nothing is eternal in this world; if there is light, there will be dark, and if there is evil, there will be kindness too…} (Source: Trust me bro…)

When the golem was already on the verge of losing his sanity like the others, a ray of hope finally appeared.

A massive pillar of fire descended from the sky and obliterated the whole research facility that they were ordered to protect.

The facility that was suffocating him and choking him to death was destroyed completely, and after hundreds of years, the golem got to see the clear blue sky.

Lying down on the snow on the ground with a broken and half-destroyed body, the golem could see a man standing in the sky.

The rays of sun were shining from behind him, and the bright blue sky made him look like an incarnation of a god in the eyes of the dying golem.

He raised his hand toward the sky, and a long-lost ray of light appeared in his eyes as he looked at that person in the sky.

“Tha…nk… y…ou….”

The golem bid farewell to the world and died under the bright and warm sunlight, as if Mother Nature was bidding him farewell while lending him its warm embrace.

This world is covered with the sea of miasma; this means his soul will never escape, but at least he got to see a sight of mercy at least once in his life.

Such was the tragic tale of a victim who never escaped the grasp of miasma.

…

Standing in the sky, Jareth felt someone’s eyes on him, so he glanced down and noticed the dying golem.

‘Ah, yes… There was this guy too…’

Jareth had nearly forgotten that the main boss of this dungeon was actually a more sentient enemy.

He was also the main reason why even the hardcore speed runner type gamers weren’t able to clear this dungeon fast enough.

This golem is one of the most tanky bosses present in this game.

Although not as tanky as Konda, it was definitely a menace. Moreover, the absence of a save point increased the difficulty even further.

At least the save point was located directly outside the boss area in the abyss altar, and thus you can fight Konda without much trouble.

But in this case, reaching the boss itself is a big problem, let alone fighting him.

Barely one or two percent ever made it to the last floor of this dungeon, as the path to it was just too difficult, and after doing all that, you had to fight the boss, which was a very difficult thing.

To reach the end floor, players used many ‘HP’ increasing artifacts and other items that would boost movement speed.

But after reaching the boss, this equipment becomes useless, as you need a completely different type of artifacts and items if you want to deal tons of damage at once.

And this boss was so tanky that you can’t defeat him without dealing a ridiculous amount of damage at once.

If the abyss altar is a creepy and dangerous area, then this dungeon is basically a total unfair battleground where only insane people dare to wander.

No sane person would farm all over the game map to finally put up two completely different types of equipment sets and artifacts to complete this dungeon.

[Ding! You have influenced a minor plotline!]

[Ding! Congratulations! You have received 1000 Credit points!]

Looking at that small amount of credit points, dark lines appeared all over Jareth’s face.

‘What the!? I only got 1000 for all this!?’

‘Sigh, I guess this dungeon wasn’t really much relevant to the main story in the end…’

The backstories and lore of this dungeon are all related mostly to the side quests that are completely optional and won’t affect the main story much.

Perhaps this is the reason why Jareth got so few credit points, even though he had literally just smashed an entire peak grade-1 dungeon to the bits along with all the enemies inside it.

What Jareth didn’t know was that if not for the camera recording taken by Jui, he would have gotten even fewer credit points than this.

Jareth shook his head and flew towards the direction of the city and stopped thinking about it further.

His main motive right now is the Abyss Altar; this dungeon was just a random mission that he had to complete before going towards his goal.

‘Also, I am not interested in cleaning up the ground and getting rid of the debris; I will leave the cleaning work to the others…’

Jareth was already planning on making the president cough up at least half the money earned from selling the crystals.

And he won’t even bother collecting them and cleaning up the ground of the few remaining golems that survived the fall.

Now he just has to wait, and the money will come to his door on its own without even doing anything more than this.

This is the benefit brought by power; if it were someone weaker, the government wouldn’t even agree to give a small portion of the money earned, and everything would go in the pockets of the politicians.

As for the common people… Who even cares about them, Not a single person in power gives a d*mn about them.

The government will just come up with an excuse that, due to Jareth’s attack, most of the assets got destroyed and whatever they earned will be used to provide subsidies for the poor.

But these are just empty promises; everyone knows that not a single poor person will receive these subsidies.

This is just how things happen in this world.

As they say,

{Life is always unfair; those who claim that everyone is equal are just fools who have never seen the cruel reality of the world…} (Source: Trust me bro…)