Life Dungeon Game

He was able to scare away the dancers by relying on his mental resistance, verbal intimidation, and the timely appearance of the little boy, all of which had no effect on Mu Xiu, a person with physical abilities.

Blood from the shattered internal organs gushed out along the trachea and esophagus, into He Ao's throat, and then spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Even now, he showed no fear, but stared intently at Mu Xiu, grinning to reveal blood-stained teeth.

"Revenge! What a beautiful word, but why must your path of revenge be paved at the cost of my loved ones' lives? Are your loved ones human beings?! Aren't my loved ones human beings too?!?"

His words eventually turned into a somewhat hysterical scream.

This is a question from Ander, from a child who has lost his parents.

Mu Xiu was stunned by this question, and the madness in his eyes paused for a moment.

The thick smoke and dust dissipated slowly as the brief battle ceased, revealing a huge picture.

It was an exquisitely painted seven-pointed star pattern, and He Ao and Mu Xiu were standing right in the center of it.

On the seven points of the seven-pointed star, in clockwise order, are a brand-new elementary school textbook, a notebook, a fountain pen, a briefcase, an exquisite ink bottle, a human skull fragment, and human finger bones and knuckles.

This is a ritual magic circle!

The moment Mu Xiu saw the pattern, he immediately ran outside. However, at that moment, a dazzling pure white light rose from the seven-pointed star.

"I have seen it."

He Ao looked into Mu Xiu's eyes, spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and his voice carried a calm madness.

Everything eventually decays.

A vast and boundless aura pierced through endless space, bringing the gaze of a great god, and a terrifying sense of oppression suddenly acted upon every piece of land nearby.

"Only truth is infinite!"

One after another, illusory figures appeared in the air, and distorted murmurs echoed in He Ao's ears once more. Endless knowledge surged into his mind like a tidal wave. These illusory figures surrounded He Ao, chanting devoutly.

"All things eventually decay, but truth is infinite!"

He Ao had actually been setting up this communication ritual all along. Just because he couldn't defeat Mu Xiu didn't mean he couldn't kill him.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

-

Selena rode her heavy, black motorcycle, the engine roaring as she passed through towering buildings.

The high walls in the distance seemed close at hand, and the surrounding area was becoming increasingly desolate. Even the streetlights were no longer bright, with some old and dilapidated streetlights standing by the street, illuminating a faint glow.

This is the land of wanderers, a place where the morning sun cannot reach.

The howling wind lashed against Selena's shoulders and scraped against her skin. She was already far exceeding the speed limit, but she had only one thought in her mind.

Faster, faster.

As she drew closer to the dilapidated building, a vast and profound majesty descended upon the land.

She was all too familiar with that air of authority.

God of knowledge.

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Feeling a connection established with the god of knowledge, Heo waited a moment.

Nothing happens.

Based on the hatred he garnered during the beginner quests, the God of Knowledge should have become enraged upon sensing his presence. However, it seems that the God of Knowledge does not recognize him as 'Yezora,' who betrayed and lured his offspring to his death.

While Heo remained silent, a sudden realization dawned on him. It contained some simple knowledge and told him that he could pray to this 'great god,' but he had to offer appropriate sacrifices.

pray?

He Ao never had that idea.

He sensed the 'connection' with the god of knowledge and sent his 'prayer' there.

'Yezora asked me to tell you that your 'hypermeability' is very useful.'

The moment the prayer was sent, a vast divine power resounded in He'ao's ears like thunder.

Endless, twisted, and insane spirits and knowledge poured down like a floodgate opening, flooding into He Ao's mind. Gray and white interwoven light descended from the sky, indiscriminately destroying everything in the seven-pointed star magic circle.

This is the wrath of the gods.

Mu Xiu hurriedly threw He Ao out, trying to escape, but was instantly engulfed by the surging light that followed.

-

The roar of an engine grew louder as the black motorcycle crashed through the half-collapsed wall and came to a stop in front of the area.

The homeless people around had long been driven away by Heo, and Selena became the first person to arrive at the ruins.

She jumped off the motorcycle and rushed to the very center of the ruins.

The first thing that caught her eye was a corroded, riddled-with-holes skeleton. The skeleton was huge and fiery red, and she could vaguely make out its strong appearance. One of its eyes was blind, while the other eye was wide open.

Some muscles on the skeleton were still twitching, but this enormous body had lost its soul.

A thin, small figure stood before the enormous head of the skeleton, reaching out to wipe the skeleton's wide-open eyes.

Then, with difficulty, he walked to the side and picked up the silver Gauss pistol from the ground.

"Ander?"

Selena called out tentatively.

The figure paused for a moment, then slowly turned around. His body was also corroded and riddled with holes, revealing a pale skeleton and writhing organs. Those organs seemed to have their own thoughts, frantically trying to escape from this body.

Besides the corrosive light, the divine punishment from the god of knowledge also came from spiritual pollution and shock.

Mu Xiu's soul was wiped out in the first wave of impact, while He Ao had some resistance to these impacts and survived.

However, the body belonging to 'Ender' cannot resist the subsequent contamination. If this continues, the body will turn into a twisted monster.

He looked at Selena and slowly pointed the Gauss gun at his head.

His cheeks remained mostly intact, but they looked somewhat grotesque. He tried to pull his cheeks together, attempting to force a less grotesque smile.

"Feel sorry."

boom--

The last bullet was saved for himself.

[Task completed]

[Returning to the original world]

[Task evaluation and settlement in progress...]

-

"I'll give you a fried chicken leg, please don't cry."

The little boy handed the golden-fried chicken leg to the blonde woman, saying with a hint of helplessness.

“I didn’t cry, my eyes are just a little dry,” Selena wiped her eyes with a tissue and took the fried chicken leg. “It’s probably a problem with the prosthetic’s fluid regulation function.”

"Oh," the little boy said, sitting back down, looking a bit confused. He didn't quite understand the technical terms. He looked around and asked, "Where's your boyfriend? Why didn't he come back with you?"

“He’s not my boyfriend,” Selena paused, shook her head, and looked out the window. “We’re just colleagues. He’s on a business trip to another city.”

“Oh, he’s dead,” the little boy paused, picked up a fried chicken leg, “It’s normal that he can’t afford an ambulance.”

Then he hesitated for a moment, placed the fried chicken leg in front of Selena, and said, "Eat, eat more, you won't feel uncomfortable if you're full."

Selena stared blankly at the little boy who had quickly guessed the result and calmly accepted it, looking at the fried chicken leg he had placed in front of her, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Just then, a communication request came in.

Smith's bald head came into Selena's view. "The dancer has been caught. I'll be guarding her until the trial is over. There shouldn't be anything else for the next few days. I'll give you a few days off to rest."

Selena didn't speak, but fell silent.

“I know about Ender,” Smith said after a moment of silence. “He’s a good kid, a hero.”

Selena remained silent, not responding, and a brief silence fell over the phone.

“I will apply for his burial in Dummell National Cemetery,” Smith broke the silence. “The FBI will pay him a death benefit. Does he have any immediate family members or heirs still alive?”

Selena glanced instinctively at the little boy in front of her who was eating a chicken leg.

But after thinking about it, she felt it was unlikely. The little boy had not been adopted by He Ao, and homeless children might not have social security, so there was no way to designate a will.

"Hmm?" The little boy looked back at Selena, then took out a bracelet and handed it to her. "He left it for you. He said he wanted to give this to you."

"Give me?"

Selena paused for a moment, then took the bracelet from the boy's hand, somewhat bewildered.

The bracelet had no password, and after Selena opened it, she found a prominent file on the homepage.

By the time you see this file, I should be gone. I'm sorry for leaving you with this mess. You don't need to blame yourself; it was all my own choice.

My estate probably isn't much. I don't know if the federal government will pay me a pension. If they do, please leave a portion for this child's college expenses; it's his reward for saving my life.

Alternatively, you could donate some to the 'Dawn Homeless Children's Rescue Association'. I might need you to investigate this association for me. Judging from their practices, I feel they are quite responsible. However, if your investigation results contradict my intuition, then you don't need to donate to them.

I don't know how much money I'll ultimately receive, so I'll just ask you to allocate it appropriately. The rest will be your reward for your hard work.

Wishing you all the best in the future and that you meet even better colleagues.

—Andre

At the bottom of the file was a link, which Selena clicked on. It led to a will notarization software program, which contained only one will that had already been paid for and notarized.

The section for heirs at the bottom reads:

Heir: Selena Julia

Social Security Number:

"Ander..."