Life Dungeon Game

The energy below He'ao's navel accumulates more and more, gradually reaching a critical value.

Finally, when He Ao had used up all the energy of heaven and earth, the energy below his navel reached its limit.

He guided these energies and pressed them down, and the five different energies were transformed into two again.

These two forces are somewhat similar to the two energies of heaven and earth, but unlike the two energies of heaven and earth, which He Ao needs to spend a lot of effort to manipulate, these two forces seem to belong to He Ao himself, and he can control them as easily as his own limbs.

He Ao took a deep breath. He already had experience with breakthroughs. Next, he needed to compress these two types of energy into 'qi'.

However, during the guidance, he was surprised to find that the two forces had reached a delicate balance, and he could not directly force them to become one.

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He's stuck just one step away from reaching D-level; he's missing a crucial opportunity, a clever chance to break this balance.

The system says it's Class E, so is it really only Class E?

He Ao rubbed his temples. Just as he was about to give up, the sky gradually turned a pale white, and the first rays of dawn shone on his cheeks.

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Chapter 138 Relic Selection (Please subscribe, add to favorites, and vote with monthly tickets)

At the same time, a wisp of energy appeared in his chest cavity.

This was the first ray of 'weather' He Ao inhaled at dawn.

The moment this wisp of 'weather' appeared, the delicate balance between the two forces within He Ao's body was slightly disturbed.

He Ao decisively seized the opportunity and detonated the super memory.

The powerful mental force acted within his body, amplifying this extremely subtle disturbance into a chaotic imbalance. Taking advantage of this chaotic trend, He Ao suddenly focused his attention and forcefully compressed the two forces.

boom--

It was as if some chain that had been binding his body had suddenly broken, and a vague, ethereal aura gathered below He Ao's navel.

He stood up and looked out the window at the city bathed in the morning light.

The vast steel jungle was reflected in his eyes, and the whole world was so quiet at this moment.

A gentle breeze swept through the steel jungle, playing a light melody, as if the earth itself were singing.

For some reason, at this moment, He Ao felt closer to the world. The sky was no longer just the sky, and the earth was no longer just the earth; it was as if they were a whole that was connected to him.

If we compare the unified whole of the sky and the earth to some kind of existence, then Heo was previously separated from it by a thick wall, unable to touch it or observe it, and he didn't even know that it existed.

Now, this thick wall has become a kind of transparent, hazy glass barrier. Although He Ao still cannot touch it, he can see its shadow through the blurry glass and recognize its existence.

He carefully searched through his memories and then he discovered that he seemed to have a similar feeling when he broke through in the dungeon world, but that feeling was not as clear as it was now. At that time, he was in the midst of a fierce battle and only wanted to kill Naja, so he did not notice this subtle and strange feeling.

Unlike the feeling of gaining extraordinary abilities through talent sequences, cultivating martial arts is more like merging with the world and drawing upon its power.

At this moment, He Ao suddenly realized that he was probably the first person in the world to refine essence into qi, which was why he could feel so clearly the closeness between himself and the world.

As He Ao gradually adapted to this strange feeling, he sensed his physical condition. There were two strands of 'qi' in his body: one was the 'qi' he had just generated himself, and the other was the 'qi' given to him by the system.

A martial artist's fighting power comes from the 'qi' currently within his body.

He Ao already had ample experience in using 'Qi'. With the support of 'Qi', he could clearly see the flow of energy in the opponent's body and find their weaknesses. At the same time, 'Qi' could not only improve his physical fitness in a short period of time, but could also be gathered out as a means of attacking the opponent.

The only downside is that this is a consumable item; once it's used up, it needs to be reassembled.

After observing the changes in his body, He Ao opened the attribute panel.

【He Ao】

[Privilege Level: Regular Player]

Physical fitness: 101

[Skill: Talent Sequence 272: Super Memory (Soul Binding) (D-rank), Basic Gun]

Mechanical Proficiency

Mechanical modification: None

[Martial Arts: Refining Essence into Qi (Rank D)]

With a physical fitness score of 101, breaking through the limit of level E, He Ao could feel his physical fitness slowly improving under the influence of 'Qi'.

The difference between martial arts and talent sequences lies in the fact that the power of martial arts does not have a step-by-step growth process, unlike the situation where physical attributes increase by tens of times after taking the 'mercenary' potion.

Martial arts is a skill that requires gradual and persistent practice.

He Ao yawned, the warm morning light shining on his face.

The sun is rising.

He didn't sleep at all last night, but he wasn't sleepy at all. He just sat and cultivated for a long time, and his body felt a little sore and numb.

He stretched, took out his phone, and glanced at the time.

7:01 AM.

The countdown to the next dungeon opening has already appeared in my field of vision: 40:58:45.

Forty-one hours, and if you calculate the time, it will be exactly midnight the day after tomorrow.

The interval between instances has changed from one day to more than one day, almost two days. I don't know if this is temporary or if it will stay this way from now on.

He Ao picked up his phone and called Zhang Anxia, ​​immediately saying,

"Brother Zhang."

beep - beep - beep -

The call was hung up directly.

He Ao: ?

He called again, "Brother Zhang, this is He Ao..."

After a moment of silence, the person on the other end slowly said, "Tell me, what kind of mischief are you up to now?"

“Brother Zhang, what are you saying?” He Ao laughed, picked up the water cup next to him and filled it with water from the water dispenser. “I’m a law-abiding citizen.”

"No, no, no," Zhang Anxia quickly said, "Don't call me Brother Zhang. You know, the way you talk gives me the creeps. If we were to write a book about our friendship, you could search it up and you'd find that the word 'Brother Zhang' has never appeared in the book before, except for just now. When you call me that, I feel like you've already decided on my burial plot."

"Cough cough..." He Ao coughed and put the water glass in his hand to his lips. "Old Zhang, who are you listening to? We've only known each other for a few days, and you already think I'm full of bad intentions."

"Team Leader Liu."

Zhang Anxia said calmly.

puff--

He almost spat out the water that was about to come to his mouth.

He just tricked Captain Liu a few times into helping him catch people, so why did Captain Liu tell everyone everything?

Moreover, the perpetrators were apprehended; they were all criminals. Captain Liu even received a commendation for his efforts.

How can you call something a rip-off when it's a win-win situation?

Although those groups of people had all been sent to prison by He Ao, they came out vowing to take revenge on He Ao.

It was obvious that their labor reform had not been done well, and they still had stubborn violent tendencies. Therefore, He Ao had no choice but to send them back for further reform.

After all, He Ao is a good person.

"Ahem..." He Ao coughed. "Old Zhang, you've seen all the good things I've done these past few days."

"Oh, the good thing you're referring to is that you killed one superhuman who developed PTSD, and sent another superhuman straight to reincarnation?"

Zhang Anxia teased.

"Just tell me if it's a good thing or not?"

He Ao gently patted the table.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Zhang Anxia smiled. He knew he couldn’t gain the upper hand verbally, so he simply asked directly, “So what’s the matter with you calling today? I’ve dealt with your Corpse Flower, and I’m still in contacting the Mithril Box.”

“It’s really nothing big,” He Ao squinted, “I just want to participate in the relic selection.”

"It's nothing serious, I'll help you solve it... What?"

Zhang Anxia suddenly realized something halfway through his sentence, and the sound of him abruptly standing up, causing the table and chairs to collide, came from the other end of the phone: "You want to participate in the relic selection?"

"Correct!"

He Ao said softly.

“This selection is an internal process within the research institute…” Zhang Anxia pondered for a moment, “Come over here first and let’s talk face to face.”

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Forty minutes later, He Ao appeared at the entrance of the Third Mental Hospital of Xidu City.

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Xidu Third Mental Hospital, Center for Research on Abnormal Humans, Director's Office

"So you want to enter the ruins through a quota from the research institute?"

Zhang Anxia sat behind his desk, looking at He Ao with a puzzled expression. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly laughed and said, "You saw Lao Liu last night? He said he had a big gift for you. It seems to be the spot for entering the ruins that he has. What? You don't like it?"

"He gave me the choice between a spot at the ruins and a villa worth 20 million."

He Ao shrugged and said, "To be honest."

Zhang Anxia and Liu Zhengyun are clearly very familiar with each other. Any attempt to conceal anything would backfire. If they can make things clear, the problem will be much simpler.

“Hmm…” Zhang Anxia paused for a moment, then slowly stood up and smiled, “It seems like something you could do.”

After all, this kid dared to stake out a ruthless gang leader in a corner of a villa for a small reward when he was still a minor, and he actually succeeded.

A typical person who values ​​money over life.