Life Dungeon Game

“Looks like I’m being a bit narcissistic,” Christos chuckled, then looked at Heo. “Your philosophy just now convinced me. May I ask you a question? A question from the perspective of a stranger.”

"Apart from math problems, most questions are already answered in the mind of the person asking the question; asking is simply seeking support from others."

He glanced at the girl bouncing around on the stage, gripped the broom and dustpan in one hand, and reached into his pocket with the other. He looked at Christos, "What's the problem?"

However, he was indeed curious about what questions Christos would ask.

“If,” Christos smiled, leaning back in his soft chair, he looked at the girl still singing on the stage,

"I mean, if you are already well-fed and clothed and have gained a very high reputation and status, but you have a... well... not very realistic ideal, this ideal will not benefit you, and may even cause you to lose your comfortable life, but it can benefit many people, and enable many, many people to have a house to live in, food to eat, and medical care when they are sick."

You now have a golden opportunity. You only need to take one step forward, and you have a chance... a very, very tiny chance to realize this grand ideal. The price of taking this step is that you will gain many more enemies...

"how many?"

“Probably the whole world,” Christos chuckled. “The entire Dawn, no, the entire Federation, could be your enemy. You could die at any moment. If you were in that situation, would you do it?”

“From what you’ve said, this seems to be something that’s good for the majority, so why would it be an enemy of the Federation? So,” Heo tilted his head, looking at him with a puzzled expression, “who can represent the Federation?”

Who can represent the Federation?

These words struck Christos like a hammer blow, and he fell into a long silence.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into a very serious misconception.

Is the federation a federation of the people or a federation of corporations?

By the time Christos came to his senses, Heo had already walked away with his dustpan and broom, and all around him was a noisy commotion.

The blonde girl on stage covered the microphone in her hand, smiling as she looked at the excited audience below.

"Next is my last song. This is not a new song, but an old song that I dug out from the archives. It is 800 years old. We re-composed the music on its broken sheet music and wrote this song. I hope you like it."

"This song is the former federal national anthem, 'To Those Who Shine.'"

As you can see, I'm still struggling with writing, but I've almost figured it out (I'm sure of it). I'll try to update as much as I can. Goodnight everyone.

Chapter 124 A Deadly Trap (Please subscribe, add to your favorites, and vote with monthly tickets)

"When night falls"

When disaster engulfs us all

"Desperate people, do not weep."

"Pick up your sword and load the bullets."

"When blood stains the ruins, when the tombstones of civilization are engraved with our names."

"Children of heroes, take up your swords."

"Behind us is an abyss."

"go ahead!"

"go ahead!"

"Let us burn away the darkness with our lives!"

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The grand and sorrowful music, paired with Kiko's unique, long and gentle voice, seemed to pull everyone present into that desperate and dark era of catastrophe.

A glorious civilization collapsed, and chaos and madness engulfed the world.

Those survivors of the previous era took up swords and carved a bloody path through the wilderness filled with strange beasts and twisted creatures, rekindling the flames of civilization.

Their corpses littered the earth, and the songs of their souls echoed beneath the heavens.

Later generations built high walls and cities upon the bones of their ancestors.

It was through this relentless, death-defying sacrifice that humanity was able to preserve the flame of civilization during that most insane and darkest era, and to build fortified cities, giving their descendants the opportunity to develop in peace and enjoy prosperity and peace.

This song is less a national anthem and more a clarion call for humanity's last stand.

The glory does not belong to any particular hero, but to all those who sleep eternally in the wilderness so that the flame of civilization may burn brightly.

Or rather, they are all heroes.

To those who have achieved greatness.

He returned to his position, folded the broom and dustpan again, and put them into the metal box.

Then he stood on the box and looked out over the entire area.

With his height and current position, he can see the movements of everyone in the theater.

The mournful singing gradually stopped, and the entire theater fell into a brief silence, with everyone immersed in the lingering melancholy.

After a brief moment of calm, thunderous applause and cheers erupted.

"Kiko! Kiko!"

"Kiko! I love you!"

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"Thank you, thank you everyone."

The blonde girl on stage seemed surprised by the enthusiastic response to the song. "This song is from an old book we found, and we want to thank..."

He Ao ignored the words of thanks that followed. He looked away and carefully searched the pillars in the theater that he hadn't yet moved.

Then, taking advantage of the noise of the crowd, he slowly lifted the box and gently moved all the yellow pillars.

The thanks and pleasantries on stage had ended, and Qi Ke held the microphone...

"Thank you so much to all the friends here and to all the viewers watching the live stream for sitting here or in front of your screens to watch the last concert of this tour. Next up is the last program of this concert, a dance performed by the 'Starlight' idol dance troupe, 'Under the Gaze of the Gods,' which is very sexy."

The audience erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

"Then I'll go backstage for a while and leave some space for these sexy ladies."

Qi Ke smiled, waved, and walked backstage.

They were all wearing white miniskirts, pure

A beautiful young woman in white stockings quickly walked out from backstage and took her place on the stage.

He Ao didn't look at the scantily clad young women, but instead began searching for the passage to the backstage area.

He quickly found a secluded side door.

He stepped off the box and quickly walked toward the side door. Just then, he suddenly noticed a figure in a pure white suit in front of him.

Christos?

Christos didn't see Heo. He glanced at the bracelet and then walked straight toward the side door.

He Ao raised an eyebrow, turned sideways, and walked quickly through the crowd.

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[I'm backstage. Miss Kiko said she'd like to meet Mr. Christos. Would you like to come over and chat sometime?]

Christos took in the information received on the bracelet, then put it down, rubbed his temples slightly, and slowly walked towards the side door of the stage, which led to the backstage area.

The doorman was a thin, frail-looking staff member. When he saw Christos approaching, he slowly pushed open the door.

Christos smiled and thanked him, then stepped through the door.

As soon as he entered, he was hit by a strong smell of cosmetics. Various perfumes mingled in the spacious backstage area. Everywhere there were strapless tops, shorts, white stockings, or black stockings that girls had hastily thrown on the ground or hung on the railings. As he walked by, he was greeted by a gust of fragrant flowers and plants.

In this situation, it's easy to feel a little distracted.

Christos shook his head, trying to banish these strange emotions from his mind.

There should have been many people backstage just now, but now only a few busy staff members remain.

A lively and adorable blonde girl was sitting in a chair, carefully massaging her ankles. Her delicate little feet were completely exposed to the air, her beautiful arches relaxed, and her chubby pink toes were slightly red from the pressure of blood. Her sparkling crystal high heels were casually tossed aside.

"Ah?!" The girl, who was intently massaging her small feet, suddenly noticed Christos walking in. She hurriedly slipped her high heels back on, stumbled to her feet, and a slight blush rose on her cute face. "Are you Mr. Christos? Um..."

"fine."

Christos smiled wryly, shifting his gaze from Kiko. He was almost old enough to be Kiko's father. Perhaps some in the upper echelons of Dawn had such a penchant, but he didn't. "By the way..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he suddenly saw a sexy woman holding a silver dagger, quietly approaching Kiko from behind and stabbing her down.

"careful!"

He suddenly rushed out, grabbed Qi Ke's wrist, and pulled her behind him. Then, he grabbed the sexy woman's wrist holding the knife with one hand, and with a forceful swing of his arm, he flung her away.

He stared coldly at the sexy woman. "Who are you? Who sent you?"

Just then, a sharp pain shot through his lower back.

He turned around abruptly, trying to grab the person behind him.

However, the girl behind him easily broke free of his wrist, performed a backflip, and landed several meters away, holding a...

A silver syringe.

Christos turned around with difficulty, feeling utterly exhausted, as if his body were filled with cement. He stumbled and fell against the corner of the wall. "Who are you? What did you inject me with?"

"The blood of the goddess of beauty will silence the talent sequence in your body."

The blonde girl casually tossed the syringe aside and walked step by step toward Christos. Her beautiful blonde hair gradually turned into a brown with a golden sheen, and the shape of her cheeks also changed subtly.

In a very short time, she transformed from a cute and charming young girl into a seductive and alluring woman.

She gently tugged at the belt around her waist, instantly tightening the originally cute short skirt and highlighting her curvaceous figure.

The sexy woman who had just been thrown off her feet got up and handed her the dagger in her hand.

Then the sexy woman quickly changed into a performance outfit and walked to the front of the stage.

Christos then realized that all the staff around him had left at some point, leaving only him and the sexy woman in front of him in the room.

"So, this is a trap to kill me?"

Christos struggled to sit up and smiled at the people in front of him. "You kidnapped Kiko?"

“Yes,” the sexy woman slowly knelt down in front of Christos, her tight short skirt leaving a shallow indentation on her plump thighs. She twirled a silver knife in her hand, the gleaming blade aimed at Christos's throat.