Life Dungeon Game

A moment later, a figure in a red dress carrying a small box emerged from the alley, opened the passenger door, and got into the SUV.

"Your bounty has increased again."

As soon as Lena got into the car, she began to speak.

"How much?"

He Ao smiled and looked at her.

"Eighty million."

Lena pressed her thumb against her ring finger, extended the other fingers, and made a gesture toward Heobi.

This gesture means '8' in federal sign language. The thumb represents '5', and the ring finger, which is the third finger counting from the thumb, represents '+3'. So the gesture is '5+3', or '8'.

"It went up by 30 million in just one morning, and you don't seem worried at all?"

Lena smiled as she looked at He Ao.

"You didn't give me enough,"

He Ao shook his head and smiled, "Why do you think I was put on the United Industries' bounty?"

A colossal aerial monster worth tens of billions of dollars...

Lena suddenly realized and nodded, "That was indeed too little."

Moreover, even if someone capable of destroying a sky-piercing behemoth knew He Ao's location, the 80 million mercenaries wouldn't dare to challenge him.

Therefore, this bounty was destined to remain hanging there, instead becoming a badge of the United Industries' incompetence.

Thinking this, she still held the small box in her arms and chuckled, "Knowing you has really broadened my horizons. I never thought that one day I would actually feel that 80 million is too little."

Then she reached out and handed a bracelet to He Ao. "The message that 'client' sent me was very simple. After I said I had a clue about the 'wooden plaque,' he directly sent me an address and told me to go there to 'meet him.'"

She paused for a moment, then added, "However, that address might be a little unusual..."

Is there a problem with the address?

He Ao reached out and took the bracelet, then tapped the address displayed on it.

Then his gaze narrowed slightly.

The address the other party sent was near 'Ilo's' house.

Judging from the style of the Eternal Cult's wanted posters for 'Ilo,' there should be Eternal Cult members everywhere there now.

I had a bit of writer's block, so it's a little late.

A super long chapter of 5,000 words, please vote at the beginning of the month!

Chapter 803 Welcome, Mr. 'Leader' (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

In the simple and bright hall, He Ao, wearing medical gloves, stood in front of the operating table and raised the mithril test tube in his hand, looking at the red liquid inside that seemed to shimmer with a faint glow.

"All right."

He turned around and handed the mithril test tube in his hand to Lena, who was clearly a little nervous beside him. "You've collected a lot of auxiliary materials, which has saved us at least half an hour."

"This is a Grade C secret medicine, and you just give it to me like this?"

Lena was slightly lost in thought, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her face as she looked at the mithril test tube in He Ao's hand.

"I already said that,"

He Ao kept his hand still and looked at Lena. "I believe you."

Lena was slightly taken aback. The image of the blood-soaked boy from last night overlapped once again with the image of the simply dressed, clean-cut boy with a determined gaze in front of her.

In the years she grew up alone, it seemed like she hadn't been trusted like this in a long time.

Even last night, she thought it was just a subconscious act by the other person, a matter of expediency.

She reached out and took the test tube, leaning closer to look at the boy's thin face, as if trying to discern something from his somewhat weak and pale features.

Has anyone ever told you that you are very charming?

She gazed at the young boy in front of her. Although he had not yet completely lost his childishness, his distinct and sharp features were already visible, and his handsome appearance in the future was already foreseeable.

"Many people say I am very charming."

He shrugged and took out the three test tubes that had already been extracted and placed them on the test tube rack next to him. "Part of these will be your 'commission' for helping to rescue the FBI, and the other part will be temporarily stored here with you."

"Sometimes when you act and speak so maturely, I wonder if you're really a twelve-year-old child?"

Lena pursed her bright red lips and smiled as she accepted the test tube rack.

"So what should a twelve-year-old child say?"

As He Ao took off his medical gloves, he glanced at Lena and casually asked, "Aunt Lena?"

Lena: ?

Who, who is Auntie?

Lena's expression froze instantly, and she subconsciously pinched her cheek.

It's still elastic and hasn't loosened yet.

She glanced quickly at the mirror not far from the operating table.

It seems like I'm getting some crow's feet at the corners of my eyes...

Should I stop staying up late? My Fuleini eye cream is completely useless, and it's so expensive!

"God back."

A soft call brought Lena back to her senses. She looked up and saw that the young boy had taken off his gloves and walked to the operating room door, where he was holding the doorknob and looking at her.

"Can't you use a different term of address, like calling me 'sister' or something?"

Lena put away the test tube rack, followed the boy, and sighed, "We older people also have to consider our pride."

"The passage of time cannot be reversed,"

He Ao glanced at her, and as he walked towards the door, he continued, "I advise you to accept reality."

For a fleeting moment, Lena really wanted to suffocate the boy by pressing his head against her chest.

They were currently in an underground clinic run by one of Lena's underground doctors, from which...

After leaving the operating room at the clinic, you have to walk through a long, narrow corridor lined with small windows.

The afternoon sunlight streamed through the narrow windows, intermittently illuminating the long corridor like stone bricks paved with light and shadow.

The boy's slender body moved slowly forward, lifting his feet to walk through the dappled light and shadow.

Lena stood at the door of the operating room, quietly watching the boy's back in the light and shadow.

She reached out and touched the sunlight streaming in through the window; a warm sensation spread through her slender fingers and into her heart.

Her bright red lips naturally curved upwards, revealing a faint smile.

"Aunt Lena?"

The boy in front had already walked across the corridor and was looking back this way.

"The title 'Auntie' can be dropped, thank you."

Lena raised an eyebrow, picked up the test tube rack, and quickly walked through the sunlight in the corridor to catch up with He Ao.

"Do you remember the 'warrior' promotion ceremony I just told you about?"

He Ao continued forward and casually asked.

"Take the secret medicine when facing an attack from at least three D-class enemies and in dire straits."

Lena took a soft breath and spoke slowly.

"Yes, theoretically, the stronger the enemy, the better the promotion effect,"

Stepping out of the corridor, you enter a bright little living room. In the center of the living room is a holographic projection device that projects a holographic image of a staggered street and buildings.

He Ao stood amidst the holographic projections, gazing at the crisscrossing roads. "But I can't guarantee my prediction is correct. You might die there. Are you sure you want to go?"

Lena had intended to make a joke, but seeing the boy's determined gaze, she slowly suppressed her smile and gently brushed a strand of red hair from her cheek.

"I was born on the very bottom floor of Storm Tower, the city's largest slum. Even in Skorn's time, it was the most dangerous and filthy place in the city."

"Girls like me, who are reasonably good-looking, or who have the potential to be quite beautiful in the future, are often taken away by gangs before they even grow up, tainted with various contraband, taken to strip clubs, or groomed into the mistresses of wealthy men."

"In that place, someone like me, only those who are ruthless, cunning, and fearless enough can protect themselves and thrive."

She maintained a calm and composed tone throughout, saying, "This danger, relatively speaking, is no more terrifying than what I faced when I was weak, so I am willing to take this risk."

Of course, there was another reason: she was willing to trust the young man's arrangements and strategies.

But she couldn't say it out loud. It was different from the trust the boy had shown her. Saying it would be like adding a burden called 'responsibility' to the boy in front of her.

He Ao stared into the woman's eyes and vaguely guessed what she was thinking.

However, he didn't say anything, but nodded slightly, "Then let's set off according to plan. Be careful, and if there are any problems, just follow what I told you and evacuate immediately."

"it is good."

Lena nodded emphatically, then turned her head to watch Heo, who was starting to pack his things, her gaze pausing slightly.

"what happened?"

Heo, who had picked up the knight's sword, glanced at him.

"nothing,"

Lena shook her head and sighed.

He said in a tone that sometimes he really felt that you were so young.

She had heard of child prodigies before, but this was the first time she had ever actually seen one.

"Is it,"

He bent down, picked up the straps binding the knight's sword, and said calmly, "Actually, I don't want to look young and naive."

Lena gazed at the thin boy before her.