Life Dungeon Game

"'Bai Ke Si'? It's said that this stuff is brewed by the Witch Church, and only a few bottles are produced each year. I haven't been able to get my hands on any for years. Those guys who play with desires are really annoying. But you actually managed to get your hands on this stuff. This Eternal Kingdom is truly a wonderful place."

"My wine is no cheaper than your 'skin'."

The middle-aged man took a sip of his drink. "Indeed, this place is like a more advanced virtual reality online game."

"This is much better than that crappy 'virtual reality' from Beatrice,"

The handsome man put down his wine glass, plucked a blade of grass from the ground, and sniffed it lightly.

"This sense of touch, this sense of smell—unless you're willing to turn yourself into a fully mechanical prosthetic body and have those guys at Trison stuff your brain with all sorts of chemicals to trick your brain, you can't possibly have these sensations."

"And even if they pile up chemicals, they can't achieve this effect. Their full-scale simulation experiments kill many people every year,"

He flicked the half-grass in his hand away, watching the blades of grass flutter in the morning breeze. "And here, we can have all of this so easily."

"If this place is developed properly,"

The middle-aged man took a sip of red wine. "Our initial investment will be recouped very quickly."

"These cultists always come up with something new. If we bring this out, Trison and his gang will be terrified, haha,"

The handsome man laughed heartily and downed the glass of red wine in one gulp. "It's rare for me to be online, so I'm going back to my main space to enjoy myself."

"What a waste of resources,"

The middle-aged man glanced at the empty wine glass with a pained expression and admonished, "Remember to vote for me when the board votes."

"certainly,"

The handsome man waved his hand, "But you have to deal with these religious fanatics and make sure they don't cause any big news. Things aren't peaceful these days."

"That's fine,"

The middle-aged man took a sip of red wine. "They still have a basic level of rationality."

Then, he looked up again and quietly continued to watch the sunrise.

The handsome man's body then dissipated into light and vanished into space.

He looked up and glanced around, clearly sensing that some of the 'distorted patterns' around him were disturbed.

In a sense, this is also a 'door'.

He raised the finger bone fossil in his hand and looked in the direction of the disturbance.

As a golden light flowed across the finger bone fossil, his vision instantly turned into a white blur, and then a magnificent and spacious classical columned hall appeared in his sight.

Bright sunlight streamed into the hall through the gaps in the pillars, while marble tables around the hall were laden with all sorts of delicious food.

He glanced over and realized that these delicacies were far more exquisite than the 'roast chicken,' 'pork knuckle,' and 'hamburgers' that Alice had imagined in the rooms of the inner chapel of the Eternal Secret Church.

This includes, but is not limited to, various cold drinks, desserts, vegetarian food, all kinds of distilled spirits, red wine, fruit wine, as well as various fresh seafood sashimi, caviar, grilled fish, and various dishes that appear to be made primarily from exotic animals.

In addition to these delicious foods, there is also a soft, large bed placed in the center of the hall.

At this moment, the handsome man was sitting on the bed, his body transformed once again into that tall, sexy woman, except that his clothes had changed from brown strapless shorts to a light gauze robe.

He Ao looked at that somewhat 'familiar' face.

Qi Ke was one of the 'dancers' from the witch cult that he had killed.

To be honest, although the face was modeled after Kiko, this guy's charm is quite different from that of a dancer.

Just as He Ao was pondering, a group of handsome, muscular men of all shapes and sizes, seemingly appearing out of thin air, appeared in the hall.

He Ao's brow twitched upon seeing this.

"Come on, my darlings, let me show you what you've got."

The 'woman' sitting on the soft bed picked up a bottle of red wine, opened it, and poured it on herself.

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He Ao remained silent for a moment, then looked away.

Amidst the rising and falling 'music,' he looked up and carefully examined the 'composition' of the space.

Under his blurred spiritual vision, he could vaguely see that this space was entirely composed of illusory 'distorted patterns' and 'distorted radiance'.

However, compared to the inner church where one can enter flesh and blood, this place is purer, and the proportion of distorted radiance far exceeds that of distorted patterns.

And the stability of this space seems to far exceed that of the inner church.

It seems that the existence of the inner church may just be an 'experiment', while this 'divine kingdom' is the final 'product'.

Walking in this space, He Ao could feel the power of the distorted light around him trying to 'erode' him.

He glanced at the finger bone fossil in his hand, which was radiating a golden glow. It seemed that he had not taken the 'official route', but rather some kind of 'abnormal channel' without 'permission'.

Bright used a special method to open a 'back door' in this divine realm, allowing those who possessed the finger bone fossil to enter the 'divine realm'.

As 'visitors' who entered through irregular channels, the Divine Kingdom

Since Hoo cannot be 'identified', it is also impossible to match Hoo with a 'corresponding' position in God's Kingdom.

The result of this phenomenon is that although He Ao can walk in this space, the 'owner' of this space, the 'woman' who is moving violently, cannot see him.

The 'distorted radiance' that tried to invade his body seemed to be the 'defense mechanism' of this divine kingdom, attempting to 'assimilate' Heo and completely transform him into a 'normal user'.

However, this kind of "promotion" is probably not a "good thing".

If it were an ordinary C-level superhuman, they would likely have been assimilated the moment they entered this space.

But He Ao is actually a B-level, with super memory dormant in his mind, and after countless dungeons, the resilience of his soul seems to far exceed that of normal people of the same level.

At least for now, those distorted lights cannot affect his soul.

This means that he can stay in this divine kingdom for a considerable period of time.

In the corner of the hall, there was an exquisite and beautiful mirror. He walked past the mirror, but did not see his own 'reflection'.

He walked around the hall step by step, carefully examining the details of the hall.

He can still sense the 'door' he just entered this space through.

Referring to the twisted pattern of this 'door', he discovered that the space was densely covered with all sorts of 'door'-like structures.

Like a fine web of stars, it is densely connected to the outside world.

After a moment's thought, He walked up to one of the 'door' structures.

He picked up the finger bone fossil in his hand.

As a golden light flashed, the environment in his field of vision changed once again.

This time, the environment in his field of vision transformed into a continuous, majestic snow-capped mountain range.

A man fully equipped with gear is leaping off the top of a snow-capped mountain, enjoying the extreme thrill.

He Ao glanced around and raised the finger bone fossil in his hand again.

The scene in his field of vision changed again, transforming into a steamy bathhouse where some beautiful women with slender figures were playing.

A stout man sat on the edge of the bathhouse, shaking his head.

The golden light flashed again, changing the environment.

This time, he appeared on a stormy sea, where a strong woman was standing on a sailboat, battling the waves.

He glanced at the surrounding sea, and his figure disappeared again.

This time, he appeared in a quiet corridor.

The corridor seemed deserted, with exquisite portraits hanging on the walls.

These portraits all depict the same person, someone whom He Ao 'knew'.

Unlike the unfamiliar faces I had seen before, this room displayed a portrait of Vincent, the current chairman of the board of directors of United Industries.

The portrait also bears various honorary titles, such as 'philanthropist', 'industrial pioneer', 'king of energy', and 'savior of Winter City'.

Some of them were things Vincent actually possessed, but most of what Heo saw were things Vincent had never obtained.

Vincent poses in the portraits, and his pose is different in every painting.

If everyone has a space, then the owner of that space is either someone who secretly admires Vincent, or Vincent himself.

He Ao prefers the latter.

He looked up at the endless corridor.

This guy is so narcissistic.

but,

He turned around and stared at the portrait in front of him.

This divine kingdom seems to grant all requests, and it seems that everyone has their wishes fulfilled in this divine kingdom.

This place truly seems to be the perfect 'Eternal Kingdom'.

He remembered the 'spirits' imprisoned in the deepest part of the inner church.

So what supports this divine kingdom?

He raised the finger bone fossil in his hand.

After being "passed through the door" multiple times, the golden luster on the finger bone fossil has dimmed considerably.

And the rate at which those distorted lights eroded his soul was gradually accelerating.

The next second, his vision flashed again.

This time, what first entered his senses was no longer some 'beautiful scene,' but a deafening roar of machines.

“I won’t go, I won’t do it, I am the most devout servant of the eternal light,”

A furious, frantic shout rang in He Ao's ears.

“I sold my possessions, gave everything to the church, and even abandoned my wife and children, all so I could enter the eternal Kingdom of God and enjoy blessings. And you’re telling me this is the eternal Kingdom of God? I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it!”

Kaven, this dungeon is coming to an end. Let me sort it out.

Chapter 817 On the Foundation of the Divine Kingdom (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

The hazy light dissipated from He Ao's vision, and at this moment, He Ao could finally see the 'scene' before him clearly.