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He lifted the corpse up briefly, paying attention to the hips. "An anterior pelvic tilt, which generally implies an unhealthy amount of time continuously spent in a seated position."

He opened up the mouth of the corpse glancing inside. "A mouth-breather with enlargened adenoids and constricted airways."

"Regular grooming of facial based on the inclination of hair despite clearly not being groomed recently."

"Deep calluses on the sole of the foot, indicating a lot of time spent barefooted despite rough environments."

"Low of minute old scars on the finger, most likely from repetitive mistakes caused by using small, precise but sharp tools."

"Long-time user of spectacles based on the subtle marks on the nose, most likely broken and/or lost in his time in the dungeon."

"Married based on the ring indention on his ring finger with a lighter skin tone. But more importantly, that eliminates several possible geographic origins of such a person."

"Lost a lot of weight recently, not just from being in the dungeon based on the stretch marks around his body."

He continued to inspect and infer a great number of facts about the corpse, analyzing every inch of it as Kane watched with bewilderment. He had thought that he had made some sharp deductions, but Rui showed him how wrong he was about that as he seemed to conjure up information where there shouldn't have been any information.

"In conclusion, this man was a small-time married craftsman living on the outskirts, or even entirely out of the Shionel Confederation in a small village or settlement, probably making a living selling small crafted trinkets outside the Shionel Confederation in the flea markets that we rank into when we were entering the Shionel Confederation," Rui concluded.

are you getting all of this?" Kane furrowed

infer truths from them. But it's not absolute, far from it. My conclusion could be wrong.

"Like what?" Kane asked.

"I can also sense esoteric substances of this dungeon inside his body based on the fact that my ordinary senses are not able to sense through his body as clearly as they should. But the issue is that he hasn't been dead for too long as

"How the fuck did he survive this

hypothesis as to

frowned. "That's impossible! Even Martial Squires die when they get

his clothes have been reduced to, the clearly overgrown facial hair among other things," Rui paused before continuing. "That just means that this man somehow survived this long in the Shionel Dungeon. Hell, he's outsurvived even Martial Squires. There are loads of esoteric substances in his body. It's

silently pondered about it for several seconds, before agreeing to give up. It was

do with the body?"

shrugged. "It's a corpse. But I am interested in which direction

discernable beyond a certain distance?"

he could. "It helps that this tunnel route is not subject to wind drafts, or other things traveling

a brief path, but it stops at a certain

Kane shrugged. "Sure thing."

proceeded to swiftly follow

Rui announced as they arrived at a juncture of many tunnels. They couldn't tell which direction the man

anyway?" Kane suggested. "We

Rui nodded, before extending his senses in one direction. "I doubt