This Bastard is Too Competent

The golden door has opened.

But what was inside was nothing special.

All that was there was a few old, worn-out pieces of research equipment and a small, dried-up fountain.

Even the books crumbled to dust at the slightest touch. For more chapters visit novel_fіre.net

“Well… it seems there’s nothing of value here except the door itself,” Nathan lamented in his characteristic voice.

“I thought it was an artifact dungeon or a workshop-type dungeon. I guess it was a dud after all.”

There had been some hope, however faint.

An artifact dungeon filled with ancient relics and treasures.

Or perhaps a workshop dungeon where expensive items could be crafted.