Life Dungeon Game

Veri hesitated for a moment before saying, “I have met many followers of the Eternal Cult, and they also think my father was a good man and miss his era. At least most people in the Storm Zone and the Akka Zone probably think so.”

"What does United Industries think of your father?"

He asked softly.

“My father had a high reputation within United Industries,”

Vera pondered for a moment, then said hesitantly, "But it was the shareholders' meeting of United Industries that agreed to remove my father from his position as chairman of the board. Perhaps United Industries didn't actually 'like' him that much."

"So,"

He paused for a moment, then asked, "Was it the poor of the Storm Zone and the Akka Zone, or the United Industries, that supported your father's rule?"

Veri was taken aback by the question.

Seeing her stunned expression, He Ao turned to look at the video of the founding of United Industries playing on the TV.

Scorn and Endil stood at the very center of the crowd, surrounded by concentric circles of elegantly dressed people who cheered and sang.

At the far end of the scene, in the darkness beyond the reach of the spotlight, a densely packed group of simply dressed people stand on tiptoe, silently watching everything under the spotlight.

Vera followed his gaze and looked at the screen on the television.

At this moment, the television is playing again a speech given by Endir when he was young, where he faces everyone and speaks passionately.

The television was always on silent, but Vili, who had watched this speech countless times, naturally knew what Endil was talking about.

"Each generation has its own mission."

He Ao's tender yet hoarse voice came to her ear.

She turned her head and looked to her side.

The flickering lamplight shone on the boy's pale cheeks and thin body, reflecting in his deep pupils, as dark as the night.

The light and shadow intertwined on the boy's face, like a black and white mask.

Veri watched this scene quietly. The doubts that had lingered in her heart for many years were quietly dispelled in this simple question and answer. The road ahead, shrouded in mist, seemed to finally reveal its rugged shape at this moment.

"Thank you."

Vili held the cup in her hands, looked at He Ao, and spoke in a calm but firm voice.

Have you made your choice?

He Ao put down his milk tea cup and stared at her.

"Ah."

Vera took a deep breath and smiled at He Ao. "Actually, I was mentally prepared a long time ago, when we first parted ways."

That time, the young boy in front of her said those words.

Everyone can be K.

Although the road ahead in the darkness is difficult, some people have already lit torches and are striving forward.

"Is that so?"

He Ao watched her gradually hardening gaze and nodded gently.

But then he frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something.

"Huh? What's the problem?"

Veri witnessed this scene and stared at him blankly.

"So, if that's the case, there won't be any weapon shop owners anymore?"

He Ao looked at the girl with a look of regret.

I

She's not the arms shop owner!

The girl glared at him, slammed her cup on the coffee table, and said angrily,

She stared wide-eyed at He Ao; if she weren't afraid of losing, she would definitely have gone up and rubbed his face.

"Mmm, ma'am."

The young boy looked at her and nodded perfunctorily.

Veri felt like her hair was about to stand on end in anger.

This guy sometimes seems so steady and reliable, and other times he's like a little kid!

Then, looking at He Ao's somewhat thin body, she suddenly realized that the boy in front of her was indeed only twelve years old.

Her mature demeanor often made her subconsciously overlook the other person's age.

“For the sake of me being the older sister,”

She pouted and crossed her arms over her chest, "I won't hold it against you."

"Mmm, I know you're getting old,"

The boy nodded, then picked up the milk tea cup and took a sip.

"If you talk like that, you'll get beaten up when you go out!"

The girl's eyebrows furrowed, and her cheeks puffed up in anger once more.

He Ao gazed at her profile, his smile fading slightly, his voice lowering as he spoke slowly.

"A person walking in the dark may find the road longer, but eventually, they will see other flames in the darkness."

These words startled Vili slightly. She looked at He Ao, her bright eyes reflecting the boy's thin body. She didn't quite understand the meaning of his words, but she still nodded gently to show that she had taken them to heart.

Just then, her bracelet vibrated. She glanced at the bracelet, then at the depths of the funeral home, slowly stood up, and whispered to He Ao, "Wait a moment."

The cremation is now complete.

As she spoke, she walked into the inner room of the funeral home.

He Ao held the now-cold milk tea and turned to look at the television screen beside him.

His conversation with Veri had given him some 'inspiration'.

The curtain that covered the entire city seemed to have become clearer and more distinct.

Just then, his bracelet trembled.

He glanced down at the bracelet.

It was a message from Lena.

The message was simple: first, she had gathered all the supporting materials; second, she had received a reply from the 'client'.

She sent a location and asked Heo to go there, while at the same time, Veri walked out from behind the door of the funeral home with a small robot.

She looked at He Ao, picked up the two urns on the robot, and handed them to him, saying, "My condolences."

"Thank you."

He Ao reached out and took the two urns.

The urns were labeled with the names of Iro's parents, which were left by Lena when she brought the body over.

Then he looked up at Vera and said, "Lena just messaged me; I have to go over there."

Aren't you going to change your clothes?

Vera looked at the hospital gown He Ao was wearing.

He's original clothes were torn to shreds during last night's battle, and this hospital gown was given to him by Vili and the doctor.

"We'll see on the way."

He Ao shook his head.

"Then, be careful,"

Veri took a deep breath. "Then I should go to the mayor's office too."

He looked at her, his hoarse voice calm and gentle, "

Anyway, keep going!

"Ok!"

Veri nodded heavily.

The two pushed open the door of the funeral home.

He placed the urn in the SUV.

Lena left in her own car, leaving the SUV at the door.

Then he went back, went into the inner room, and took with him the various supernatural items that Veri had helped him store away with her exoskeleton armor.

This includes the knight's sword, the golden greatsword that has faded somewhat, the Radiant Sun Crown, and the two heavy pistols he had been carrying.

After loading everything onto the SUV, the two stood at the entrance of the funeral home and waved goodbye.

Veri watched as the young boy got into the off-road vehicle. The midday wind, carrying the warmth of the sun and the chill of the snow, blew through their hair and skin.

She slowly raised her hand only after the tall, black SUV had driven away into the distance.

A bright red convertible sports car pulled out from the street corner and stopped in front of her. She opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, and then reached out to set the navigation destination to the mayor's mansion in the Cloud District.

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A black SUV drove through the streets, while He Ao sat in the driver's seat, holding the Radiant Corona in one hand and the disc left by Lena in the other, lost in thought.

At this moment, as long as he brings the disc in his hand close to the Radiant Corona, he can feel a twisted force coming from the disc, urging him to 'compete' for the Radiant Corona.

This force was very subtle, and it was trying to influence He's thinking in a gradual and imperceptible way.

However, this wasn't the first time He Ao had dealt with this type of pollution, so he quickly discovered the clues.

The actual intensity of this pollution is not high, and if the owner is determined, it will not be too affected in the short term.

So, does this thing actually serve this purpose?

He Ao played with the disc in his hand, seemingly lost in thought.

Just then, the SUV stopped in front of a secluded alley.