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Chapter 616

Day 127 – Afternoon, Dungeon, 84F

The ground was trembling ever so slightly, a vibration so faint you’d never notice without detection abilities. Not quite a low frequency, but the air itself seemed to waver, my skin crawling with discomfort… this has to be a stag beetle, right?

Glossy yellow-green carapaces glinted, aberrant insects the size of humans, countless in number: 「Frequency Stag Lv84」 Stag means stag beetle, so yeah, confirmed.

It gnawed at me. That uneasy sensation, like the air itself rustling, like some inaudible, grating noise scraping at my ears. 「Frequency」, the word covers frequency, recurrence, and repetition, but also vibration and oscillation. Was this some kind of low-frequency tremor? Even the ground carried the faintest of shakes… don’t tell me they’re buried!?

「They’re underground! Watch your feet too!」

　(Nod-Nod, Nod Nod, Fumu-Fumu, Bounce-Bounce)

The ground and air vibrations made it impossible to get a proper read. From right beneath my feet, massive