Life Dungeon Game

He paused, smiling as he looked at the man's face. "Dawn?"

The man's expression changed slightly the moment he uttered those two words.

Looks like I guessed right.

He Ao breathed a sigh of relief.

Actually, it's not that hard to guess. Leon Lai kidnapped Liu Nan before.

Although the kidnapping of Liu Nan may seem like an ordinary kidnapping at first glance, the fact that Liu Nan's father, Liu Zhengyun, happened to be the discoverer of the ruins and also held the entry quota for the ruins makes the matter clear.

Li Ming's real intention was to use Liu Nan as a hostage to force Liu Zhengyun to provide them with a spot to enter the ruins.

The matter ultimately failed due to He Ao's involvement, and Leon Lai had completely offended Liu Zhengyun, so naturally he had no way to get a spot from Liu Zhengyun.

So they can only try to find a solution elsewhere.

It's naturally difficult to infiltrate a well-organized formal research institute, but it's not hard to infiltrate a loosely managed special research institute. Moreover, this gravedigger is probably not a recent special research institute member; he's most likely a spy for Dawn.

However, going through the research institute's channels is much more troublesome than going through Liu Zhengyun's channels. Items brought out of the ruins all need to be inspected by the research institute.

Therefore, Leon Lai is likely prepared for both scenarios: if the kidnapping of Liu Nan succeeds, he will pursue the Liu Zhengyun route; if the kidnapping fails, he will...

Successful candidates will be appointed as specially-appointed researchers.

In conclusion, Dawn is undoubtedly the most likely behind-the-scenes organization.

But these clues were limited to He Ao's knowledge, so he could only guess.

Clearly, judging from the 'gravekeeper's' behavior, his guess was correct.

At this moment, Heo and the 'gravekeeper' were in a fragile balance. Heo was seriously injured and could not move easily. The gravekeeper was wary of the fighting power Heo had shown in fighting those tentacles, so he kept a distance and tried to control Heo with some kind of ability.

After He Ao exposed his identity, the tomb keeper's expression changed slightly, but he did not speak. Instead, he quickened his movements to control He Ao.

He felt the stiffness growing stronger, his legs were starting to lose feeling, and the purple smoke in the crystal ball in the 'gravekeeper's' hand began to flicker rapidly.

Is it relying on the external force of the crystal ball?

Judging from the gravedigger's wary expression and hand gestures, He Ao roughly had a sense of the gravedigger's strength.

“Your plan is perfect,” he said, looking at the gravedigger with a slight smile, “but guess why I’m here?”

The tomb keeper paused, looking at He Ao with some surprise.

Their plan was top secret, known only to a handful of people within the entire Dawn Organization. The research institute's records contained no mention of this tower, let alone the central control room. In this era of scarce information about relics, the very existence of this tower was a secret.

He Ao's words disrupted all his thoughts.

Did the research institute discover this tower? Or was there a traitor within the organization?

If Dawn can plant nails in the research institute, then the research institute can also plant nails in Dawn.

Hmm, is it possible that I'm the only one in the organization who isn't a traitor?

This possibility is extremely low, but it's not impossible.

His emotional turmoil lasted only a moment, and he quickly calmed down. At this moment, he was in an advantageous position, while He Ao was at a disadvantage. As long as he stabilized himself and completely controlled He Ao, and killed this guy, then it wouldn't matter how the other party got there.

Even if there is a mole, there will naturally be people within the organization to investigate.

However, the moment he understood this, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

The pure white bone sword pierced his heart, and blood with a faint purple glow splattered out, splashing onto the blood-stained and filthy face of the young man opposite him.

"You're distracted."

He Ao slowly pressed the bone sword further into the 'gravekeeper's' chest.

Bright red blood gushed out like a fountain.

On such a battlefield, even the slightest distraction can mean the difference between life and death.

He Ao deactivated his super memory. At this moment, his dantian was empty, and the last bit of energy had been exhausted. In that attack, he used all his strength to break through the rigid control in an instant and suddenly burst forth.

The blow shattered the gravedigger's internal organs the instant it pierced him.

This is the way of martial arts: life and death are decided in a single sword strike.

The gravedigger stared wide-eyed at He Ao. Despite such severe injuries, he hadn't died immediately. He gripped the crystal ball tightly in his hand, while beside him...

Two ferocious giant wolves charged at He Ao, intending to tear his body to pieces.

He Ao gritted his teeth, thrusting forward with all his might, shoving the gravedigger away. The two giant wolves missed their target and landed on the ground behind He Ao.

This time, however, they did not pursue them.

Because the person controlling them was no longer able to issue new commands, the gravedigger stared stiffly at He'ao, his hands reaching out towards He'ao as if to strangle him, before finally falling limply to the ground.

Bang—bang—

That was the sound of the two giant wolves falling to the ground.

Heo drew his bone sword, leaving the gravedigger's body to fall to the ground.

The gravedigger's strength should be at the peak of D-rank, not quite C-rank, but with the help of the two giant wolves, he could easily kill the heavily injured He Ao. However, the opponent is too cautious and greedy, probably wanting to use that rigid power to control He Ao and manipulate him into a puppet like the giant wolves.

He'ao's remaining strength was only enough to sustain this one attack, so he had to create an excellent opportunity for himself and then seize it to kill the enemy in one blow.

On the battlefield, what determines life and death is not necessarily the difference in strength.

Once he was certain that the gravedigger was dead, He Ao staggered to his knees, panting heavily.

He gasped for breath for a while, then remained kneeling weakly in that position for a long time.

No one took the opportunity to ambush him.

Having just engaged in fierce fighting, he was showing signs of extreme weakness. This is usually the best time to launch a sneak attack. If no one is attacking him now, then there must be no one else around.

He Ao activated his super memory again, scanned his surroundings, and only breathed a long sigh of relief after confirming that there was no one else around.

Then he slowly reached out and pried the crystal ball off the gravedigger's hand.

The gravedigger is only a D-rank, but this crystal ball should be a C-rank extraordinary item.

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Chapter 208 The Man Who Killed Himself (Please Subscribe, Add to Favorites, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

While fiddling with the crystal ball, He Ao unexpectedly discovered that the gravedigger's palm was much whiter than his own skin. He followed the palm down to the wrist and felt a slit, as if the gravedigger was wearing some kind of glove.

He took the glove off his body, and then he touched his other hand, which was also wearing a glove.

He took both gloves off and placed them in front of him. There were some bloodstains on the gloves, but they didn't matter.

Both gloves were as thin as cicada wings, and felt almost exactly like real skin. He Ao turned on his flashlight and looked at the gloves carefully. The gloves had complete skin texture, and the palm part had complete palm print.

After a moment's thought, Heo put the gloves aside and looked at the crystal ball with a deep purple mist inside.

The moment he touched the crystal ball, a message flooded into his mind.

The crystal ball's ability is quite simple.

It can manipulate the corpses of other beings as puppets, and it can also transform living beings into puppets. Puppets transformed from living beings are more spiritual than those transformed from corpses, but it takes time. The tomb keeper just wanted to transform He'ao into a living puppet.

Of course, the number and quality of puppets are also limited. The crystal ball can control a maximum of 5 D-grade puppets or 1 C-grade puppet.

As a price to pay for using this crystal ball, it needs a living soul to feed it every three days; if it doesn't receive this feeding, it will try to devour the user.

This is yet another extraordinary item that will cost you your life.

He Ao stuffed the crystal ball into his cloth bag, rested for a while, then took out a cloth bag from behind him and unfolded it.

Inside was a piece of meat surging with extraordinary power.

He had cut two pieces of flesh from the C-class octopus he had killed. He chopped one piece into small pieces to lure the giant octopus, and kept the other piece on his person. Now that the giant octopus was no longer a threat, he finally had time to eat the piece of flesh.

He unfolded another cloth bundle, revealing the charcoal that had already crumbled inside.

He deliberately spent time roasting this charcoal last night, giving it to 'Liu Nan' so that it would be convenient to start a fire in places where there was no wood.

The method of making charcoal is also very simple. Stack the prepared wood pieces together to form a small mountain shape, then cover the surrounding area with dry grass or dry leaves, and cover the dry grass and dry leaves with mud to form a small mountain-shaped earthen kiln.

Leave a hole in the top of the earthen kiln and open several ventilation openings below. Then, use dry grass to start a fire through the hole in the top. After all the wood in the earthen kiln has burned to a certain extent, seal the ventilation openings and the top opening, and let the wood dry distill under the residual heat. After about the right time, open the kiln and you can get a charcoal from the earthen kiln.

Roasting charcoal takes a lot of time, which is one of the reasons why He Ao was delayed for an entire night.

However, looking at it now, all that hard work was worthwhile.

Without this charcoal, he might have had to eat the meat raw.

He tore off some of the tomb keeper's clothes, lit a fire with the charcoal, and then began to roast the meat with his bone sword.

The charcoal wasn't as sturdy as meat; it had already broken into pieces during the fight, and Heo had to carefully control it.

The cooking time.

The beings outside the door seemed to realize what He Ao was doing and began banging on the door frantically.

However, its movements could not budge the metal door in the slightest.

He Ao finished grilling the meat and, enduring the pain, quickly ate it.

Streams of energy flowed through his body, finally converging in his dantian, where He Ao forcefully pressed them down, forming a new wisp of 'qi'.

This piece of meat contained a considerable amount of energy; after forming a wisp of qi, much of it remained, stored in the dantian.

He Ao continued grilling meat and ate another piece until he really couldn't eat anymore. Only then did he stand up with difficulty and start moving his body. At this moment, there were already two wisps of air left in his body.

He guided the two streams of energy through his body. With the support of the energy, his body recovered more quickly. Although he hadn't fully recovered to the point of being visible to the naked eye, he was much better than before.

'Qi' is indeed a very useful thing.

He slowly walked back to the platform behind the door and looked at the content on the monitor.

This secondary interface was just opened by the 'Gravekeeper'.

The content on the monitors inside the central control room seemed different from that outside; He Ao didn't recall seeing a similar interface outside.

Having just faced a life-or-death situation, he only managed to kill the tomb keeper. Now that he has regained some strength and is in a temporarily safe environment, he has time to investigate the tomb keeper's purpose and, incidentally, what has attracted him.

He glanced at the screen, memorized the interface, then exited, opened the settings, and switched the language to the second region's language.

When he opened the page again, he was stunned.