Life Dungeon Game

Just as a person who has been illuminated by fire finds it difficult to endure darkness.

"By the way, have you actually met the little hero, Yiluo?"

A coworker next to me asked, "What does he look like? Is he handsome?"

"He's quite handsome, but he's just too young,"

The young man recalled, "But he had that special feeling about him, as if it could draw you to follow him and rebel against those bad guys."

"Is it really that strange?"

One of the workers stared wide-eyed. "Is he some kind of reincarnated Holy Spirit?"

"Come on,"

The young man laughed loudly, "Haven't you been fooled badly enough by the Eternal Secret Cult?"

"Hahaha."

Everyone burst into laughter, and the air was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

"Speaking of which, kid, are you still going to rob people in the future?"

One of the people in the crowd asked.

"What are you robbing? My boss and I have been starving for two days, we can't survive. Besides, I didn't even close a single deal before I was scared away by the little hero, Yiluo."

The young man put the bread in his hand

He stuffed his mouth into his stomach, gulped down the water, stood up, and said, "Now I have work, bread every day, money every week, and cheap housing. Why would I complain that life isn't good enough?"

"Hahaha."

Everyone burst into laughter again.

"Let's get to work!!!"

Loud shouts came from afar.

Everyone stood up together, dusted themselves off, and walked into the noisy construction site.

The blonde girl, also wearing a helmet, stood at a distance, quietly watching them go.

Then she turned around and walked down the alley into the depths of the city.

She didn't know how much time had passed when a quiet street came into view.

She lifted her foot and stepped into the street.

Then, it seemed as if something that had been hidden was being revealed.

Huge, towering buildings, writhing with flesh and blood, came into her view.

As she arrived, a blood-red butterfly landed in front of her.

Then the butterfly's wings fluttered and transformed into a little girl in a red dress.

Then, the surrounding flesh slowly wriggled out, transforming into a blurry fleshy human figure.

"Uncle Nissen, are you all in stable condition?"

The blonde girl looked up at the fleshy figure before her.

"It should be stable now,"

Nissen nodded slightly. "We don't know what's going on either, but the people in the divine kingdom seem to have survived along with the remaining 'flesh and blood' of these eternal divine kingdoms."

Is the Eternal Kingdom still alive?

Veri blinked.

"The Eternal Kingdom should die,"

Nissen shook his head. "However, our situation is somewhat special."

He turned to look at the little girl in the red dress beside him. “It seems that Alice has ‘replaced’ the Eternal God Kingdom. Perhaps this is one of the ‘arrangements’ left by Iro. Moreover, the Storm Sea seems to have fallen into a brief period of calm because of the battle with the Eternal God Kingdom. Perhaps you can try to ‘min’ in the near sea.”

"I see,"

Vera nodded, looking at Nissen. "Is there anything I can do?"

“We need food,”

Nissen paused, then added, "And the machines."

"Food, and...machines?"

Veri looked at Nissen with a puzzled expression.

"Alice needs food to sustain her own existence, and then to sustain ours,"

Nissen said slowly, "And we need machines to create value, to 'exchange' for food."

He smiled at Vili, "Some of our suicidal souls have already dissipated with Alice's help. As for the rest, we've reached a consensus: we can't just take things for free; we can also create value."

One by one, fleshy figures emerged from behind Nissen, watching the blonde girl.

"I see,"

Veri nodded gently, "You are still 'citizens' of Winter City, and you will receive a share of all of Winter City's welfare policies."

"it is good!"

Nissen nodded, revealing a slightly 'terrifying' smile.

But that smile was so infectious, making you feel his joy.

The flesh-and-blood figures standing behind him also wore smiles.

"You are a good mayor."

Nissen gave the composed and calm girl a thumbs-up, and then his figure slowly disappeared.

And the figures behind him disappeared one by one.

Veri watched the figures until they completely disappeared before nodding to Alice beside her.

The girl in the red dress transformed back into a butterfly and disappeared into the bright light.

-

Top floor of the Vitland Fister Energy Group building

The setting sun cast its glow into the empty boardroom, illuminating the face of the elderly man with gray hair at the head of the table.

Thump thump... thump...

A crisp knock sounded slowly at the door.

Immediately afterwards, the conference room door was slowly pushed open.

"Hello,"

A young man wearing a top hat swayed in, his body light as a paper doll swaying in the wind. He looked at the old man, slowly removed his hat, and bowed slightly.

"Mr. Delin, Mr. Pierpont asked me to ask you, have you made up your mind?"

"Didn't you say you were waiting for a turning point?"

The old man lowered his head and asked in a hoarse voice.

"No turning point has appeared; normal methods have failed."

The young man wore a stiff smile, as if it were painted on.

"The Rockwell Energy Group's situation should be enough to make us vigilant, and the changes in Winter City should indeed make us uneasy, but the real enemy is not in the West, but in the East, in that radiant palace, where our enemy is constantly winning victories."

-

The firelight from the fireplace illuminated the red-haired woman's serene face.

She lowered her head and stared at the acrylic box in her hand. On the back of the acrylic box was a simple 'children's drawing'.

The painting depicts a tiny, all-black figure crouching in a street corner, with dark gray clouds in the sky and black raindrops falling all around.

She had forgotten when the painting was painted, only remembering that she was very young at the time, had just lost her parents, and was wandering the streets alone.

This was her world: dark, murky, and cold.

The appearance of that boy seemed to change something, but at the same time, it seemed that nothing changed.

She picked up the acrylic painting and slowly placed it into the flame.

But the world doesn't seem so bleak after all.

The flickering firelight illuminated the woman's glistening cheeks.

"Stinky boy."

-

The bright moonlight shone on the quiet park.

You have received a video message.

Vera reached out and tapped to open the video.

The video shows a cute little girl standing in a clean training ground, slowly practicing each move of her boxing routine. As if afraid that those following her wouldn't understand, the little girl breaks down each move in great detail, teaching them carefully.

Veri subconsciously raised her hand and practiced a few moves.

While she was watching the video, a new message came in.

You might have to practice on your own today.

I have too much homework today. If I don't finish it, Aini won't let me eat ice cream again.

[scratching head]

Veri looked up at the character's name tag: [Jacqueline].

This is the 'martial arts teacher' that Nolanca Group introduced to her after they learned that she had studied self-defense skills. Although this young teacher is not old, he is indeed the person with the highest martial arts skills in the entire Federation.

[good

A slight smile appeared on the girl's face as she typed a reply.

Just then, pedestrians began to appear on the park's trails, and they saw Vera.