Chapter 14: Insane Level Up!
The "Farm" strategy worked better than Ragnar could have ever dreamed.
His dungeon settled into a comfortable, predictable rhythm.
Every six hours, like clockwork, a new party of twelve students would arrive.
They would fight their way through the slimes, have a challenging but winnable battle with the goblins, and one lucky member would claim the lumpy, off-center D-Rank Black Iron Sword from the treasure chest.
They would leave with a few scrapes, a great story, and a sliver of hope.
Ragnar, in turn, received a steady, trickling flow of experience points and a handful of dead goblins to replace.
He maintained a carefully calculated 80% survival rate for the invaders. It was just enough danger to keep things exciting, but safe enough to keep them coming back.
He was a farmer, and his crop was a rotating cast of bright-eyed, sword-wielding university students.
It was safe. It was efficient. It was also mind-numbingly boring.
For weeks, nothing changed. Ragnar sat on his throne, watching the same battles play out over and over.
He spent his time optimizing goblin placements and trying to figure out if there was a way to make the slimes a more vibrant shade of blue.