Life Dungeon Game

This is an idle move.

But eventually, his time will come.

The world is undergoing some kind of dramatic change, and one person's power is ultimately limited.

He Ao's footsteps pierced the water, splashing up a burst of water droplets.

Holding his umbrella, he walked through the heavy rain towards his home.

He crumpled the piece of paper with the phone number on it into scraps in the rain and threw it into the trash can.

-

The next morning, He Ao practiced his spiritual cultivation under the morning light.

Then I visited Grandpa Fang at the hospital, and then went back to school to attend classes.

Liu Nan Natural

She sat down next to him without hesitation. This was a long class, and Yuan Nannan was also there. She walked up to Liu Nan, her face puffed out, and vigorously rubbed her cheek.

"Nannan, you lied to me. I thought you went back to the South. You stayed here without telling me."

After Liu Nan awakened her talent that night, besides having dinner with He Ao, she was busy joining the research institute and the selection of relics. She also stayed up all night to find information for He Ao and had no time to contact Yuan Nannan.

She quickly got up and rubbed Yuan Nannan's face, "Okay, okay, Nannan, I was wrong. I'll treat you to milk tea later."

Yuan Nannan looked at her suspiciously, "Really? I want twice the amount of pearls and coconut jelly!"

"Good good."

Liu Nan answered with a smile.

After Yuan Nannan arrived, He Ao had another person by his side. She sat next to Liu Nan and chattered like a magpie heralding spring throughout the entire class.

He Ao simply smiled and remained silent, calmly and attentively finishing the entire lesson.

After class, Liu Nan and He Ao went to ask their counselor for two days off.

Xidu University's leave application rules require applicants to obtain a leave slip from their academic advisor. However, once approved, the leave slip must be given to the instructor to prove that the applicant has requested leave, in order to avoid being treated as absent from class by the instructor.

Therefore, He and Ao needed someone to help them submit leave slips, and Yuan Nannan, who was playing on her phone nearby, ended up with a bunch of leave slips and the task of submitting them.

After finishing everything, the three of them had lunch together. During the lunch, Liu Nan went to buy milk tea for Yuan Nannan. When she came back, she found a roasted sweet potato in front of her seat.

She glanced at He Ao, said nothing, and carefully put the roasted sweet potato away.

The afternoon sun shone through the restaurant's elegant floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the smiles on people's faces.

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In the afternoon, He Ao met with Liu Zhengyun's secretary. Liu Zhengyun had already returned to the south yesterday. When he left, he left He Ao a handwritten letter expressing his appreciation for He Ao and regret that he couldn't even give away his spot.

He Ao smiled and put the letter away.

The hotel that Liu Nan fought for for He Ao was named Wutong Hotel. It was located next to the pedestrian street in the center of Xidu City. It was a small, standalone apartment building with only 22 rooms. There was an old sycamore tree in front of the building, from which the hotel got its name.

The hotel is exquisitely decorated, and from the window of the view room, you can overlook the entire bustling city center.

The hotel was worth more than 20 million, but Liu Zhengyun gave it to He Ao at a discounted price of 20 million.

In his own words, the extra portion was the premium on his 'beloved' villa.

He Ao spent an afternoon completing the transfer procedures and equity change. Liu Zhengyun also paid the deed tax for the apartment building transfer and the personal income tax for the equity transfer on He Ao's behalf.

However, the process is quite complicated and may take three to five days. This is handled by a professional agency hired by Liu Zhengyun.

After getting to know the hotel's management, He Ao parted ways with Liu Nan and left the hotel.

By the time he got home, the city lights had already illuminated the quiet night.

He Ao took a shower and practiced boxing for a while.

The Five Beasts Fist has a long history and has its own merits. After being improved, its combat power has been enhanced on the original basis. Therefore, when He Ao taught the youth, he also activated his super memory to memorize all the routines.

With the help of his super memory and his own understanding of martial arts, he only practiced it three or four times before gradually mastering the Five Beasts Fist and making it his own. He even performed it better than the young man. Then he began to slowly break down the martial arts routines of this fist technique.

A martial arts routine is often perfected by different people over decades or even centuries. These people may not have reached the same level as He Ao, but some of their ideas can open up a new world for He Ao, giving him a sense of "so that's how it is" and "it can be done this way".

Many people are not without talent; they are simply limited by the scarce energy in the world.

To be honest, Super Memory is quite useful when it comes to stealing...borrowing other people's martial arts techniques.

As He Ao repeatedly familiarized himself with and comprehended the boxing techniques, the hands of the clock gradually approached midnight.

Familiar words reappeared before He Ao's eyes.

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Welcome to the Life Dungeon Game!

[You are being randomly matched into a life role.]

[Matching successful]

Your character is: High School Student Joey

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Chapter 147 The Fourth Official Dungeon (Please Subscribe, Favorite, and Monthly Subscription)

[Age 0: You were born, and your parents named you Joey]

[Age 1: You live in the Kwes district, a very ordinary place with no exciting characters or terrifying gunshots.]

[Age 2: Your mother stays home to take care of you, while your father works odd jobs outside.]

[Age 3: When your father was home, he liked to lift you up and poke your little face with his stubble. You would smell the tobacco on his breath and reach out to scratch his cheek.]

[Age 4: You weren't wealthy, but you were happy. Your mother was cheerful, and your father was attentive. Your childhood was simple yet blissful.]

[Age 5: Moved to a new house, started kindergarten.]

[Age 6: You started elementary school, and both your parents started doing odd jobs outside. They would take turns picking you up from school; sometimes it was your father, sometimes your mother, and sometimes both of them.]

[7 years old: Your grades are excellent. You were praised by your teacher at the parent-teacher conference, and your parents are very happy.]

[Age 8: The neighbors all praise you for being well-behaved and sensible. You are well-liked by the uncles and aunts. Your father has gotten a stable new job, and life is gradually getting better.]

[Age 9: You have some good friends at school, they're not all that great, but not all that bad either. You've moved to a smaller house because Mom said the rent is cheaper, and you're cutting back on expenses to prepare for buying a house.]

[Age 10: Your father was headhunted by a new factory because of his diligence and attentiveness, and his salary increased. To celebrate, your parents took you to a fancy restaurant in the Crown District. The food looked beautiful and tasted delicious, but the portions were too small. You didn't dare say you weren't full, but your parents also seemed hungry.]

[11-year-old: My parents often buy things on shopping websites that seem useful, but after using them once or twice, they just pile up and wait for my mother to throw them in the trash during a big clean-up.]

[Age 12: You've started middle school, made new friends, and are doing very well academically. Your teacher says you have a chance of getting into a good school in Wangguan District.]

[Age 13: Your father introduced your mother to a job at the factory, which greatly improved your family's financial situation.]

[Age 14: Your parents hope you can get into a good private high school, and now they have the means to send you to an even better one.]

[At 15: You've been accepted into a good private high school in Wangguan District and received a tuition waiver. You've made many new friends at the school, and your parents have gotten jobs at the factory; they've even been transferred to neighboring positions.]

[At 16: You've become a fan of the popular singer Kiko; in fact, many of your friends are too. Her voice always has a healing power. Your parents bought a small apartment at the border of Crown and Kwes districts, with a 30-year mortgage. Although the apartment wasn't cheap, you now have a home of your own.]

[At 17: You heard that Qi Ke was coming to Chenxi City for a concert, and you were overjoyed. You and your friends spent every morning squatting in front of the computer trying to buy tickets. After more than a month, you finally managed to get them.]

We got five discounted tickets at the lowest price.

While picking up your ticket, you went to the restroom. When you came back, you mistook a silver-haired girl wearing a hat for your friend Jessie and rashly took off her hat. You later apologized to her.

During the concert, you encountered an even bigger accident—an attack by cultists from the Witch Church. You almost died in the theater, but luckily a handsome man in a black trench coat saved you. Still shaken, you returned home and rested for a long time.

Just when you thought things were calming down, an even bigger tragedy struck: your parents had been in an accident at the factory. When you arrived at the factory, all you found were their bodies, mangled by the massive machinery.

The factory paid you 600,000 in accidental death compensation, but in the subsequent government-arranged safety investigation, they claimed in their report that your father's improper operation caused the machine damage, which led to the accident.

You find it unbelievable; your meticulous father could never have done such a thing. You sue the factory, demanding they restore your father's reputation. In court, the factory's well-mannered legal team doesn't give you a chance to speak, and you undoubtedly lose the case.

You try to speak out for your father online, only to find your comments quickly deleted and your account banned. The conglomerate behind the factory cannot tolerate anything that tarnishes their 'honest' business reputation.

You prepared a funeral for your parents amidst suppressed grief. After the funeral, you tried to investigate the truth behind their deaths. You went to the members of the security investigation team, the city councilor, and the Dawn City Police Department, but no one was willing to help you.

In your desperation, you are blackmailed and threatened with death by gang members.

Your task is to investigate the cause of the accident at the Anvis Machinery Factory.

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The words in his field of vision gradually disappeared, and He Ao's consciousness gradually became clearer.

The first thing he felt was weakness and a sharp pain in his wrist.

He raised his hand, and bright red blood dripped down his wrist, revealing a crimson pattern formed by the blood under the dim light.

It was a dim and eerie six-pointed star pattern, with a dimly lit candle placed at each point of the star, and at this moment, He Ao was kneeling in the very center of this six-pointed star.

He lowered his head and looked at the spot where his knees were kneeling. A line of words written in blood entered his pupils.

I have nothing left.

Directly in front of the six-pointed star is a hastily drawn portrait of a man in a large overcoat, Roy—or rather, Heo.

The six-pointed star is believed to have psychic powers. A six-pointed star drawn with one's own blood, with a white candle lit at each of its six points, is said to convey one's hopes to the divine.

This wasn't occult knowledge that He Ao knew, but rather something Joey found on some strange websites. Based on He Ao's knowledge, this ritual was most likely fake, just something the websites made up for their own amusement.

Joey wants to use the power of the evil god, but he doesn't know who to ask, so he can only perform a bizarre ritual and place his hopes on Roy (Heo), the recipient of the Dawn Medal who once saved him.

He Ao covered the wound on his hand, got up and went into his parents' bedroom. Following the instructions in his memory, he found a first-aid kit, sprayed some hemostatic spray, and simply bandaged the wound with gauze to stop the bleeding.

Then he went back to the living room, turned on the light, and looked at the dried-up six-pointed star.

This ritual array is most likely fake, but in a sense it cannot be said to be completely ineffective.

He leaned against the wall, his weakness from the massive blood loss. Although a strange energy was slowly repairing his body, the process was slow.

He Ao raised his smart bracelet to check the time: 5 PM.

The bracelet displayed a missed call notification with a voicemail message. He Ao opened the message, and a gentle, slightly shy female voice came from the phone.

“Joey, this is Jessie. I know you’re going through a tough time right now, but all bad things will pass. Get through this, and the future will be better. If you hear this message, please call me back.”

"cough--"