Life Dungeon Game

"Oh, yours,"

He Ao shrugged, "I thought the research institute stayed..."

Here are the prizes.

This kid has a really thick skin...

Zhang Anxia patted the dust off the box, took two steps back, and carefully put the box away.

This selection was a foregone conclusion; He Ao won all three rounds with perfect scores.

Zhang Anxia announced the final results. The other specially appointed researchers already knew the answer. Many people were not aiming to win in the last two rounds; they were just there for the experience.

After everyone had left, Zhang Anxia led He Ao out of the venue.

"The ruins will open at 2 or 3 a.m. the day after tomorrow. Most areas will select the people to go to the ruins in the next two days. Come to the research institute at 7 a.m. the day after tomorrow. We will have a special plane to take you to the entrance of the ruins. There you will be equipped with weapons and detection instruments and taught how to use them."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Tomorrow you can get some rest and do whatever you want. Although I believe in your abilities, I still have to tell you, the ruins are very dangerous."

What's inside the ruins?

He Ao glanced at Zhang Anxia and asked softly.

“You can imagine it as a world many years after the destruction of humanity,” Zhang Anxia seemed lost in some kind of memory.

"Everywhere there are ruins of the city, the branches of towering trees penetrate the buildings, their roots spread throughout the city, rusty intelligent robots wander aimlessly on the streets, and ferocious supernatural beasts and bizarre supernatural plants are hidden among the broken walls and ruins."

It was a silent world. Even now, we haven't figured out the abilities of many extraordinary plants and animals; some of their abilities are even beyond human comprehension. So once you enter, you'll face a bizarre, terrifying, and dangerous environment. You need to be mentally prepared.

He patted He Ao on the shoulder, "If you want to give up, tell me before six o'clock tonight."

"Old Zhang, do I look like the kind of person who would give up?" He Ao smiled, then asked, "By the way, after I join the research team, who can see my data?"

“No one can see it,” Zhang Anxia shook his head. “Unless you reveal your identity or do something heinous, even the director of the research institute cannot access your identity information without your consent. From today onwards, a mercenary is a mercenary, and He Ao is He Ao. I will send you your intranet account and password later.”

"It's a bit like being a secret agent, one-on-one."

He Ao smiled. If the research institute really kept the information this way, then only Zhang Anxia and Ni Yu would know He Ao's identity.

Old Zhang is a trustworthy person, and if he let Ni Yu follow him, then at least for now, Ni Yu should also be trustworthy.

The identity of this 'mercenary' actually leaves some room for manipulation.

"After all, many superhumans don't want to reveal their identities. Many people's abilities aren't particularly useful, and they still want to live ordinary lives. Once information access becomes too easy, then the secret is no longer a secret."

Zhang Anxia laughed.

As they spoke, the two arrived at the entrance of the venue.

The young man in training clothes was still kneeling at the door, while Feng Ling squatted beside him playing games.

"Fighter, what are you doing...?"

Zhang Anxia looked at him with some strangeness.

Young people.

“It’s alright, he’s just having an epileptic seizure, Brother Zhang, you don’t need to worry about him,” Feng Ling said without looking up from her game. “I’ll take him away when he feels better.”

Zhang Anxia glanced at He Ao, smiled, and said, "Alright then."

He had witnessed the scene of the young man in the training clothes kneeling in front of He Ao on the stage. Although he didn't know what He Ao was planning to do, he didn't intend to interfere. As long as He Ao abided by the law, whatever He Ao did was not within his scope of responsibility.

Moreover, he still had great faith in He Ao's character.

"Old Zhang," He Ao walked right past the young man in the training uniform and asked softly, "Is that gun experience hall over there open? I'd like to try out some guns."

After acquiring basic firearms proficiency, the knowledge he gained was all about firearms from the dungeon world. He needed to get used to the firearms from the main world. On the way, he saw a firearms experience center with many firearms on display, and he decided to take this opportunity to familiarize himself with the firearms from the main world.

“They’re all open,” Zhang Anxia nodded. “In that case, I’ll go back and pack up first.”

"it is good."

He Ao said goodbye to Zhang Anxia and headed towards the venue where he had seen many guns earlier.

After He Ao left, Feng Ling glanced at the young man in training clothes and said while playing the game, "Look, he didn't even look at you. Do you have a movie theater in your head? You're imagining all sorts of scenarios that don't exist in reality. Let's go, let's go back now, we can still make it for lunch."

The young man in the training clothes looked at He Ao's back, his eyes flickered for a moment, but in the end he still knelt there and did not move.

"Oh, there's no hope."

Feng Ling slapped her forehead.

-

As He Ao walked down the street, he picked up his phone and glanced at the time: 11:50. There were two unread messages.

Liu Nan: [I passed.]

Liu Nan: [See the ruins (Victory)]

He Ao smiled and replied, "[Okay]".

Another message came immediately: "[Did you pass?]"

[Passed]

He Ao typed as he walked.

Liu Nan: [Emoji: Yay!]

Liu Nan: [Wait a minute]

Then there was no sound from that side.

About five minutes later, Liu Nan called, and He Ao answered the phone.

"Hey, my dad is willing to exchange that unsellable dilapidated villa for a small hotel on the pedestrian street in the city center, including the shop property rights and the hotel. The market value is around 20 million. Since we own the property rights, the annual profit is about 3 to 5 million. The property rights are forty years. What do you think?"

Liu Nan's slightly excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

Compared to the villa, He Ao definitely preferred this kind of thing that brought in real money every year. He said softly, "Thank you."

"You're making me seem ungrateful. I haven't even thanked you for saving me so many times," Liu Nan chuckled softly. "Are you free tomorrow? The transfer of ownership might require your presence."

I'm free tomorrow.

He Ao responded and looked up ahead. He had already arrived at the entrance of the gun arena.

-

As the clock hands turned, the sun was pushed off the sky, and rolling dark clouds shrouded the heavens.

He was assembling a new type of automatic rifle that he had seen in the stadium.

The rain came down in torrents.

By the time He Ao walked out of the stadium, the sky had darkened and night had fallen, but the rain had not stopped.

He bought an umbrella at the small supermarket in the venue and slowly made his way through the torrential rain, gradually arriving at the venue where the pollution resistance test had just been conducted.

The young man in his training clothes remained kneeling in front of the door, the raindrops soaking his cheeks.

He Ao quietly watched the young man, watching the raindrops slide down his cheeks.

Feng Ling stood beside the young man, holding an umbrella, intending to hold it for him, but he gently pushed her away.

The falling raindrops stopped at that moment. The young man looked up and saw a black umbrella shielding him from the rain. Under the umbrella, a pair of calm eyes were quietly watching him.

"gentlemen···"

He opened his mouth, and a faint sound came out.

Show me a set of punches.

He looked at him calmly.

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Chapter 145 Guidance (Please subscribe, add to your favorites, and vote with monthly tickets)

"Our family's traditional boxing style is called Five Beasts Boxing. It comes from our ancestors' imitation of five animals: tiger, leopard, snake, ape, and bear. We take their form and their meaning."

The young man in training clothes stood in the rain and assumed a starting stance.

"The might of the tiger."

He slowly raised his hand, using his waist to generate power, and in an instant, he threw a punch like a tiger descending a mountain, creating a whistling sound and splashing the scattered rainwater into clusters of water droplets.

"The speed of a leopard".

The two fists clashed and were thrown out, as fast as a phantom, leaving only splashes of water.

"The gentleness of a snake."

The swift punches gradually slowed down, and the arms moved gracefully like a serpent.

"The life of an ape."

The soft, supple fist technique gradually gained a surge of power, and the young man's entire body moved with his fists, his eyes and ears scanning the surroundings, like a nimble monkey.

"The Power of the Bear".

The nimble ape gradually slowed down, then its entire body seemed to approach an enemy, lowering its center of gravity and exerting force from its waist, hips, shoulders, elbows, and hands, concentrating all its strength into one point, crashing into the void and splashing the rain into a misty spray.

"Sir, this is my Five Beasts Fist."

The young man stopped what he was doing, took a deep breath, and looked up at He Ao.

He had learned this set of boxing techniques since he was a child and had mastered it to perfection. After finishing a set of boxing, a natural confidence slowly rose within him.

Looking at the young man's somewhat excited expression, He Ao calmly said, "Let's do it again."

"Oh, okay."

The young man was taken aback, but he still obediently raised his hand, ready to hit him again.

However, this time, just as he began to make the gesture, he heard He Ao's voice, "Raise your hand one centimeter, don't move your wrist."

The young man was confused, but he still obeyed and did as instructed. For some reason, after following He Ao's instructions, he felt a little more relaxed.

The family's martial arts technique, which he thought he had mastered to perfection, now seemed to have many flaws.

It's like a frog in a well jumping out of the well and seeing the vast sky.