Chương 78: The Vending Machine Verdict
Treasure Chest of the Damned(A Interactive Mimic LitRPG) · U.N. Predictable · 86 chương · ~11 phút đọc · Tạo 08/08/2026
Recap: You became The Gatekeeper, merging Earth access with your Voidband form. The Party is ready. You voted to OPEN THE DOOR (FIRST TRIP). The White Door on my lid wasn't just a picture. It was a handle. A mechanism. A promise. I stood in the Sanctum. Torin had sheathed his sword. Kara had dimmed her staff. Renn had hidden his bow. They looked like tourists. I looked like… luggage. Ready? I vibrated. Buzz.
"Ready," Torin said. He adjusted the collar of his Void Armor. It shimmered, then faded into a dull gray cloak Kara had enchanted.
"Illusion won't last long. Too much… background noise here." Noise, I thought. You have no idea. I focused on the White Door. I didn't slide through it. I opened it. My lid lifted, revealing not my teeth, but a swirling portal of city lights. SYSTEM NOTIFICATION Skill Used: Gatekeeper Passage Cost: 0 MP (Passive) Destination: Earth (Tokyo, Sector 7) Status: Cross-Reality Travel We stepped through.
SYSTEM NOTIFICATION Zone Change: Earth (Reality Prime) Environment: Urban / High Pollution Mana Density: Near Zero Threat: System Surveillance (Low) The air hit us like a wall. Exhaust. Perfume. Fried food. Humidity. No ozone. No blood. No mana. Kara gasped. She stumbled.
"The… the air. It's heavy. Dead."
"It's alive," I creaked. Buzz. (Just different). We stood in an alley. Nighttime. Neon signs buzzed overhead. Cars roared in the distance. A cat hissed at Torin and ran away.
"Monsters…" Renn whispered. He pointed at a vending machine.
"Look. Glowing boxes. Do they… do they bite?" Those, I thought. Those are gods. I slid forward. My wheels (I'd added some cheap casters in the Sanctum, don't ask) clicked on the concrete. The party followed, trying to look normal. Torin was too big. Kara was too pretty. Renn was too skittish. People stared.
"Hey," a drunk salaryman slurred. He leaned against the wall.
"Nice… costume… box-chan…" I vibrated. Buzz. (Go away). Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. Kara waved her hand. A minor illusion flickered. The man blinked, shook his head, and wandered off.
"Memory wipe," she whispered.
"Won't last long. We need to hurry." We reached the end of the alley. There it was. The Vending Machine. Model XJ-900. Selling coffee, tea, and soda. The exact one I had died against. The exact one that had crushed me. I stopped. My bands hummed. The Core Resonance felt… quiet here. No dungeon mana. Just electricity. This is it, I thought. The beginning. The end. Torin put a hand on my lid.
"You… okay?" Yeah, I thought. Just… remembering. I slid up to the machine. I extended my tongue. I didn't bite. I touched the coin slot. SYSTEM NOTIFICATION Object Detected: Vending Machine (Earth Tech) Durability: High Value: Low Connection: Cause of Death (Transmigrator Event) A notification popped up. Not from the Dungeon System. From… somewhere else. A simpler interface.
SYSTEM NOTIFICATION Achievement Unlocked: Full Circle Effect: Trauma Resolved Reward: Human Memory Restored (100%) Effect: No Longer Forgotten The fog in my mind cleared. I remembered my name. Alex. I remembered my job. Graphic Design. I remembered my rent was overdue. I remembered the earthquake that shook the alley. I hadn't just been crushed. I had been taken.
"Box?" Kara asked.
"Your light… it changed." Buzz. (I remember). I backed away from the machine. The pull was gone. The anger was gone. There was just… acceptance.
"We can't stay," Torin said. He looked at the sky.
"The air… it feels like it's watching us." The System, I thought. It's delayed. Not gone. I turned back to the alley. The White Door on my lid glowed. The way back to the Dungeon was open. To safety. To power. To purpose. Earth was weak. Fragile. No magic. No monsters. Just people. The Dungeon was dangerous. Deadly. Full of magic. Full of friends. I was the Bridge.
"Let's go home," Kara said. She touched my band.
"The Sanctum… it needs us." Home, I thought. Yeah. I opened the lid. The portal swirled. We stepped back through. SYSTEM NOTIFICATION Zone Change: Floor 10 (The Core Sanctum) Status: Gatekeeper Active Initiated: The System Repairers Warning: Administrators Level 25+ Detected (Approaching) We landed back in the white room. The Core pulsed warmly. The party exhaled. Dungeon air smelled better than exhaust. Torin unsheathed his sword.
"Level 25?" Buzz. (Yeah).
"Then we train," Torin said. He smiled. A warrior's smile.
"We have a dungeon to run. And a gate to guard." I settled into the center of the room. My casters locked. My lid closed. The White Door faded into my bands, hidden but ready. I was Alex. I was the Box. I was the Gate. And It was just beginning. Current Stats (Level 9 - Gatekeeper Mimic): HP: 31/31 (Full) Mana: 26/26 (Full) Stamina: 36/36 (Full) Inventory: 2 Pebbles, Metal Items (Fused). Mage Staff (Loot). Guardian Hammer (Stored). White Door (Integrated). Status: The Gatekeeper, Memory Restored, Season 2 Active.
What do you do? (Season 2 Setup) A) UPGRADE THE DUNGEON (TOWER DEFENSE) Use Core Link to buff Floor 1-10 traps. Prepare for System Repairers. (Cost: 10 MP. Gain: Dungeon Defense +50%. Risk: Core Strain.) B) TRAIN THE PARTY (SKILL SHARE) Teach Torin/Kara/Renn Dungeon Skills. Make them stronger for the next fight. (Cost: 0 SP. Gain: Party Level Up. Risk: Time Consuming.) C) SCOUT THE THREAT (INTEL) Use Gatekeeper Vision to scan for incoming Administrators. Find their origin. (Cost: 5 MP. Gain: Enemy Location. Risk: Detected by Enemy.) D) REST & ROLEPLAY (SLICE OF LIFE) Take a break. Interact with the Party. Explore the Sanctum. Build bonds before the war. (Cost: 0 SP. Gain: Loyalty Max. Risk: Enemy Surprise Attack.) VOTING CLOSES IN 24 HOURS. Reply with A, B, C, or D. Most votes wins. [Author Note]SEASON 2 PREMIERE! Thanks for voting on Chapter 77! Option A (First Trip) completed Alex's Character Arc! He remembered his past, resolved his trauma, and chose the Dungeon as his home! But the System Repairers are coming!

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