Life Dungeon Game

The blonde girl abruptly drew the short sword from her waist, and two enormous, pure white mechs appeared behind her.

"Life and death are at stake. Those who are willing to come with me, take a step forward. Those who are not, step back. When the time is up, we will let you go."

A profound silence pervaded the dimly lit square.

After a brief pause, almost everyone, including the support staff around them, stepped forward at the same time.

Veri gazed at the resolute figures standing before her, slowly withdrew her hand, sheathed her short sword, then took a deep breath and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice...

"We will eventually reach the final destination!"

One after another, off-road vehicles drove in from the other side of the square, and under the arrangement of the logistics personnel, all the soldiers boarded the vehicles in turn.

Veri stood in the center of the square, watching the Twilight warriors board the vehicles, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"How about it?"

She gently touched the miniature walkie-talkie embedded in her ear.

"A bit immature."

The boy's hoarse voice rang out.

The girl's chest slumped slightly, and her breathing tightened a little.

"But overall, it's not bad."

The voice sounded again.

The girl's not-so-prominent chest began to rise and fall normally again. "Can you please stop breathing so heavily when you talk?"

"The key to a speech is not how profound your arguments are, but to let your audience know that you stand with them."

The boy's calm voice rang out again, then he paused before continuing, "You've matured a lot."

"Can you please stop speaking in such an old-fashioned way?"

Veri glanced around and, finding no one watching, pursed her lips slightly. "I'm clearly the older sister, okay?"

There was no further sound from the other end of the walkie-talkie.

Veri looked up and glanced at the two huge, pure white mechs behind her.

She didn't know if she would come back alive.

But as that boy said after revising his speech, even the humblest life should let the world see its roar.

That guy might really be 'K'.

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Novette District

So, why are we here?

Lena looked up at the towering factory buildings around her.

There are hardly any streetlights on the nearby roads, but the roads are in better condition than other areas of the Novette district, and it seems that very few vehicles come here.

The deafening roar of machinery echoed through the quiet night, filling the air with the most basic noise.

But this noisy commotion, on this deserted street, seemed to reveal a strange and illogical quality.

There was no one in the guard booth either.

Lena walked to a nearby guard post and glanced inside. "Strange, don't the factories around here have security personnel?"

She continued forward following the boy's figure, her eyes constantly scanning her surroundings.

The massive machines in the factory were still roaring, but there wasn't a soul in sight on the quiet streets. There were no security guards on duty in the factory building, and not a single person passed by even in the brightly lit windows.

The two continued walking for about a few more minutes, and the strange feeling around them intensified.

strong.

Lena looked up at the dark, deep street ahead. "Aren't there even any buses here?"

To maximize the operational efficiency of the driverless buses, the Novette factory has staggered get off work hours, with different times for the morning, afternoon, and evening shifts in different areas.

This allows for staggered get off work hours in different areas, enabling driverless buses to operate almost 24/7.

Moreover, the routes of these buses often overlap, so it is quite normal to suddenly encounter a bus full of employees while walking on the streets of Novette.

But they've been walking for so long and haven't seen a single bus.

Thinking of this, Lena glanced back at the street behind her. "Speaking of which, where did we come from?"

She clearly remembered only following the boy's footsteps, turning into a completely unremarkable 'dark alley,' and then it seemed as if she had suddenly entered this area.

She glanced around again.

The surrounding factory buildings were almost indistinguishable from the repetitive factory buildings in the Novette district, but she always felt that this neighborhood was exceptionally unfamiliar.

This seemed to be a neighborhood in the Novette district that she had never been to before; she hadn't even seen any detailed information about the neighborhood.

But that seems impossible. As one of the most well-informed people in the entire Winter City, even if the Novite District and the Cloud District are not within her sphere of influence and she cannot access the most confidential information, she should at least have seen the places.

She turned her head and looked at the boy in front of her, who was wearing a hooded robe.

The boy continued walking forward calmly, without stopping.

The two walked forward for a while, and suddenly some 'new' things appeared in their field of vision.

Those were small 'transport vehicles'.

These transport vehicles drive on the quiet streets, with no one in the driver's cab, relying entirely on the main control computer for operation.

Lena raised her hand and glanced at the bracelet; there was still no signal.

These unmanned transport vehicles are likely connected via some kind of encrypted local area network.

"Follow."

The boy walking in front looked up slightly, staring at the largest group of transport vehicles, and quickly followed.

These transport vehicles didn't carry much weight and didn't travel very fast. The two quickly caught up with the vehicles and followed their 'footsteps' until they arrived at a secluded street.

A massive building, similar in height to the surrounding buildings but several times wider and deeper, appeared before the two.

Every window of this tall building was lit up, radiating a blood-red glow.

A terrifying and invisible sense of oppression emanated from this massive building.

"This is?"

Lena stared blankly at the rows of tall buildings.

The transport vehicle in front of them stopped in front of a small metal platform in front of the building.

As the transport vehicle came to a stop, the metal platform slowly parted to the sides, revealing a deep, dark metal chute that 'extended' downwards.

At the same time, the rear door of the transport vehicle slowly opened, dropping lumps of bright red objects into the dark chute.

"Is that artificial meat?"

Lena watched

Looking at those bright red objects, I thought, "So much artificial meat?"

Under the watchful eyes of the two men, one after another, the transport trucks slowly came to a stop, continuously pouring bright red chunks of meat into the chute.

"Go in."

While Lena was somewhat lost in thought, the boy beside her suddenly looked at the glass doors of the building in front of them and said something.

"it is good."

Lena nodded and followed the boy to the closed glass door.

She reached out and tapped on the glass.

It's very hard; it seems to be specially reinforced glass, and perhaps even bulletproof.

However, this was no problem for a C-level superhuman. She took half a step back and then rammed forward.

boom--

With a loud crash, the entire glass panel shattered.

The flying debris landed on the smooth floor tiles behind them.

Lena took a step forward, kicked the debris aside, and looked at the scene inside.

A sign hangs behind the door, pointing towards the elevator lobby.

The boy behind her walked in as well.

The two followed the signs to the elevator lobby and entered the elevator.

Then the boy pressed the button for the top floor.

The elevators in this building are still functioning normally.

However, as the elevator ascended, a slippery sound, seemingly the sound of muscles stretching, or perhaps the sound of a wild beast chewing and tearing, kept coming from the surrounding elevator shaft.

The elevator quickly reached the top floor.

Lena dashed out of the elevator in one stride.

The corridor outside the elevator was bright and quiet. Then she turned around and saw the boy behind her looking up at her.

"Cough cough,"

She coughed twice quickly, "I just came out to see if it was dangerous."

"Don't be afraid, there are no ghosts in this elevator."

The boy walked quietly past her, his low voice echoing in the corridor.

The red-haired woman covered her face slightly and quickly caught up with the boy.

The top floor of the building is still the factory workshop, with the rumbling of machines echoing in every corner.

The boy walked to the door of a factory workshop that looked quite large, grasped the doorknob, paused briefly, turned the doorknob, and pushed open the workshop door.

A thick, pungent stench of blood instantly wafted out from inside the door, causing the boy's body to stiffen slightly.

The red-haired woman standing behind him peeked out with some confusion and looked into the workshop.