Life Dungeon Game

Soon, he walked to the far corner of the room, where a small shelf was piled up, with some miscellaneous items on it.

Under the dim light, He Ao's gaze swept across the entire shelf, finding the tablet in one corner and the stylus in another corner, nestled among a pile of small odds and ends.

He reached out, took out his tablet, pressed it and found it was out of power. Then he found a wireless magnetic power bank next to him and attached it to the back of the tablet.

As the tablet powered on and restarted, he crouched down and reached for the touch screen in the corner.

Pen control.

His hand passed over a transparent acrylic box, and he subconsciously glanced down at it.

The box contained some lightweight items, including simple bread wrappers and some small plastic toys that appeared to have been found.

On the back of the acrylic box, someone had painted a simple 'children's drawing' with paint. The paint was rough, as if it had been painted with a finger. The drawing showed a small, all-black person squatting in a street corner, with dark gray clouds in the sky and black raindrops falling all around.

He Ao turned his gaze away from the acrylic box and reached for the stylus next to him.

This stylus has some dust on it, but it's not the kind of entry-level stylus that Federation commonly uses. Instead, it's a 'flagship model' with multi-level pressure sensitivity that can simulate the touch of a physical pen, and it's much more expensive.

He Ao left the warehouse with his charged tablet and stylus, turning off the lights and closing the door behind him.

Everyone in the living room was still busy, and even the young agents were assigned to help Klin organize intelligence.

He found a small chair and sat in the corner near the fireplace.

Instead of picking up the tablet immediately, he sent a message to Vili, asking her to send him all the information about the Eternal Kingdom that the Twilight Society had collected.

Vili quickly responded with an 'OK' gesture, and he picked up his tablet, opened the drawing software, and immersed himself in drawing.

He quickly painted several portraits.

These were all people he had met in the Eternal Kingdom last night, including the man in the suit watching the sunset, the handsome man who enjoyed experiencing female pleasure, and the old man he had saved.

After finishing each painting, he would raise his bracelet, scan the artwork, and have Eve search for information about the people in the painting.

When he finished his last painting, the basic information about these people was revealed.

There isn't much information about the old man he rescued online. He only appeared on some local news websites in Winter, where he was described as an experienced and excellent captain.

Aside from this elderly man, the identities of the other individuals who had 'private space' were somewhat 'unique'.

The owner of that bathhouse space, which housed countless beauties, was a board member of United Industries and also appeared to be a staunch supporter of Vincent.

Besides this person, the woman surfing at sea, the man in the suit, and the handsome man all belonged to another organization:

Rockwell Energy Group.

The man in the suit has the most information; he is the executive director of Rockwell Energy Group and seems to have a high level of prestige within the group.

Information about the remaining few people is limited, but it can be inferred from some indirect information that they are also board members of Rockwell Energy Group.

After reviewing the information, He Ao's gaze sharpened slightly.

After a brief moment of thought, he raised his wristband and called Veri directly.

"I'm organizing the materials you requested. Is there anything I can help you with?"

The call was answered quickly, and Vili's puzzled voice came through.

"Are you still able to contact the Twilight Society members outside the city?"

He Ao asked quickly.

"sure,"

Vili Point

He nodded. "But contacting them might take some effort."

"Could you ask them to inquire about the caravans that have been passing through Winter City in the last six months at the nearby wilderness wanderer camp? Also, could you contact the nearby wilderness wanderer camp for information on the corresponding times in previous years?"

He Ao continued to ask.

Typically, long-established wilderness nomadic camps are very sensitive to information from caravans, as this is related to their income and survival.

"That's possible. We often talk to those wanderers in the wilderness, but it's freezing cold outside, so it would probably take quite a while,"

The phone rang with the sound of hurried typing, and Vili asked, "So, what happened?"

"There are some things I suspect, but I can't be sure yet,"

He Ao pondered for a moment and said, "Can you gather this information before tonight?"

"It's a bit urgent,"

Veri paused for a moment, then said, "But we can give it a try."

"Thank you for your hard work. Contact me immediately if you have any news."

He Ao took a deep breath and hung up the phone.

"Can you draw?"

At that moment, a surprised voice came from beside He Ao.

He looked up and saw the red hair that was almost hanging down on the tablet.

"I learned a little bit when I was a child."

He Ao nodded.

Ilo did indeed learn to draw when he was a child; he was taught at the elementary school he attended.

Is there anything you can't do?

Lena looked up at He Ao with a somewhat numb astonishment, then raised the bracelet on her wrist. "I've finished organizing my own data. The Security Federation hasn't replied yet. Shall I send you mine first?"

"it is good."

He Ao raised the bracelet and leaned against it.

The two bracelets quickly established a short-range communication connection.

"Speaking of it,"

At this moment, Lena looked down at the portrait of the old man on Heo's tablet and asked, "Why did you draw Captain Nissen?"

"You know him?"

He looked up at Lena.

"Of course, he's the most famous captain in Winter City,"

Lena nodded. "He's experienced and helpful. He often gives money to help the families of sailors who have lost their husbands, and he's also compiled books like 'Essentials of Seafaring' and 'Illustrated Guide to Sea Monsters,' which he shares for free to help new captains cope with stormy seas and disasters."

“He has a high reputation among seafarers and captains. We had previously tried to invite him to join the security association, but he declined.”

At this point, she looked at He Ao with some doubt, "Come to think of it, I remember he doesn't care much about things on land, how do you know him?"

"We met in the eternal kingdom of God."

He Ao shrugged.

"Oh, the eternal kingdom,"

Lena nodded knowingly, but suddenly froze halfway through her nod. She turned her head, seemingly about to raise her voice, but then forcefully lowered it again, staring at He Ao with a face full of shock, "Eternal Divine Kingdom?!"

"Um,"

He Ao nodded and casually put away the tablet. "I went there last night."

"Don't make this sound like you're just dropping by your neighbor's house!"

Lena's face was full of 'What are you saying?' 'What did I hear?' 'That's eternal...'

"The Kingdom of Eternal Gods!"

Under the propaganda of the Eternal Secret Cult, the Eternal Divine Kingdom has almost become a kind of afterlife paradise.

This topic is like chatting with a friend, and the conversation drifts to heaven, then the friend says, "Heaven? I just went there last night."

Is this thing capable of going back and forth?

After a long while, Lena took a deep breath and slowly calmed herself down. She pondered for a moment and then tentatively asked, "Is it that 'ritual' from last night?"

"almost."

He Ao nodded.

"Eternal Kingdom,"

Hearing He's affirmative answer, Lena suddenly became a little nervous and asked cautiously, "Does it really exist?"

"In a sense, yes."

He Ao thought for a moment and nodded.

"So, Captain Nissen is dead?"

Lena asked in a low voice.

After all, the Eternal Kingdom is the so-called afterlife.

Not entirely...

He thought for a moment and then answered.

Lena glanced at He Ao, but didn't ask further. Instead, she said thoughtfully, "The existence of the Eternal Kingdom means that we might be facing a true divine creation?"

Although she had expected it, she was still somewhat surprised when she actually realized the problem.

"Auntie, are you scared?"

He Ao looked at her with a smile.

"What do I have to be afraid of? I'm just a worthless life anyway."

Lena shrugged, then her pale face hardened slightly. "Also, I'm not your aunt! You can call me that, but calling me that to my face is going too far!"

"Understood, Aunt Lena."

He Ao nodded.

At this moment, both of their wristbands vibrated, indicating that the file transfer had ended.

"My documents are ready."

Just then, Gast walked over and raised his bracelet. "Old Master Klin's information is also here."