Life Dungeon Game

The escort team encountered a Class B monster in the wilderness. Although they escaped death, being observed separately upon entering the city was still necessary.

However, they also had a way to avoid being observed: they would not enter Kaya City and would leave immediately after completing their mission.

In fact, they were supposed to leave immediately after handing over the prisoners.

He Ao stood in a back-end control room at the airport, watching several escort teams of agents hand over the iron cage containing the old man to agents from the Kaya City Federal Bureau of Investigation who were wearing professional protective armor.

After completing a series of authorization handovers, the escort team's agents left, and the dark spaceship disappeared into the sky once again.

Meanwhile, FBI agents in Kaya City escorted the iron cage into a special observation room.

Throughout the entire process, the old man remained unusually calm and indifferent, as if he were not being escorted by himself, but by FBI agents outside.

He Ao calmly watched the agents and the old man's every move through the surveillance cameras.

Only when the iron cage was fully inside the observation room, and the magnetic device binding the old man was released, did the old man regain his freedom.

At this moment, He Ao gently pressed the communication button on the desktop to connect with the observer.

"Good evening, Mr. Kyle, I'm Vian."

A soft greeting came from his mouth.

At the same time, his voice was clearly and accurately transmitted to the old man in the iron cage through a loudspeaker.

At first, the old man's expression remained unusually calm when he heard He Ao's greeting, but his expression changed slightly when he heard He Ao's self-introduction.

However, his expression quickly turned cold. "Mr. Vian, what do you want?"

But He Ao keenly noticed this subtle expression, and he chuckled softly.

“Mr. Kyle, you’re scared.”

"Oh?"

The old man got up, walked to his bedside, and began to tidy up the quilt that had been messed up during the recent transport.

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His face remained calm, seemingly unconcerned by He Ao's words.

"I originally thought that a ruthless serial killer would never be afraid, and that he would disregard his own life as much as the lives of others."

He Ao sat down in the chair, his tone somewhat sarcastic, "I didn't expect that you would only disregard other people's lives."

The old man seemed not to hear He Ao's words; he continued to slowly and carefully tidy his bedding.

"When you're being chased by mercenaries and assassins, all you think about is escaping for your life, and you're even willing to turn yourself in to the FBI."

He Ao sat in the chair, his hands on the armrests, his fingers gripping the handles tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, but his face was unusually calm.

He spoke slowly, “You were afraid. You were afraid of death. When you knew you would be transferred to a prison in Kaya City, you even risked attracting powerful monsters to try and escape.”

The old butler stood behind him, quietly watching his young master.

At this moment, this young man, who is usually taciturn, strategic, and even somewhat aloof, suddenly became quite talkative.

The old man in the iron cage paused slightly in his movements, then continued tidying his bedding without answering He Ao.

“You know, there are many ways a person can commit suicide in prison,” He Ao said calmly and in a low voice, “hanging himself in a cell without beams, shooting himself in the back multiple times, cutting off pieces of his own flesh to commit suicide…”

Hearing these words, the old man finally paused in making the bed. He slowly spoke, his voice hoarse, "What do you want?"

If He Ao really wanted to kill him, he wouldn't need to say so much here; he could simply let him commit a legitimate 'suicide' in prison.

Hearing this, He Ao smiled, knowing that the other party's psychological defenses had been breached.

Everyone has weaknesses. Kyle, the serial killer who murdered countless innocent people, had a weakness: he was afraid of dying.

The other party knew that He Ao had the intention and the ability to kill him, which is why they did everything they could to escape from the F-14 attack aircraft while being held captive.

When this tactic failed and he arrived in Kaya City, he was utterly despondent, believing he was doomed.

However, judging from He Ao's words just now, it seems that He Ao is giving him a chance.

Although he didn't know what could make 'Vian' willing to let go of the hatred for killing his parents, he knew that this was his chance.

"Who is Chaos? What is your relationship with him?"

He leaned back in his chair and asked softly.

"Chaos..."

Upon hearing the name, Kyle paused for a moment, then slowly turned around and sat on the neatly made bed. "That's a memory from a long time ago."

Then he paused, and said softly, "I can tell you about our relationship, but you must..."

“You have no right to negotiate with me,” Heo calmly interrupted Kyle, but then he changed the subject, “If your answer satisfies me, I can guarantee that as long as you stay in prison and serve your sentence peacefully, you won’t ‘commit suicide’ in prison.”

How can you guarantee that?

Kyle asked.

"You can choose to believe it or not."

He shrugged, then leaned back in his chair and said nothing more.

An eerie silence fell over the entire observation room.

The silence lasted only a short while before Kyle slowly spoke.

"Chaos was a child I found next to a dilapidated dumpster."

"That was probably more than ten years ago. I was looking for 'prey' around Kaya City when I met him as I passed a filthy dumpster. He was lying in the stinking garbage, covered in wounds, and on the verge of death."

“At that time, I wanted a ‘little hound’ that could sneak into all sorts of small places without arousing suspicion, so I brought him home.”

“I saved his life and began training him to become a competent tool.”

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Chaos's story is very simple.

He was just a beggar who had all the money he had begged stolen by a homeless man, beaten to the point of near death, and left to die in a garbage dump.

Kyle took him back and saved his life.

Therefore, he lived with Kyle.

But Kyle wasn't a good person; all he needed was a flexible and useful tool.

They hid in an amusement park in a remote corner of Kaya City.

There, Kyle began training Chaos. His training wasn't complicated, consisting of simple physical techniques, but the methods were exceptionally brutal.

If Little Chaos couldn't do something, he would beat him severely and then pay for his medical treatment.

Kyle thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure of torturing people, and his methods of punishing Chaos became increasingly extreme.

On one occasion, he cut open Chaos's cheek and dressed him up as a clown to scare people in a haunted house. This caused severe blood loss, and Chaos almost died in the haunted house.

However, this still left an indelible scar on Chaos's cheek.

These cracks gave Kyle inspiration. He disguised himself and Chaos as wandering circus performers to get close to some high-ranking members of the Nolanca Group. By taking advantage of Chaos's pitiful appearance, he eventually got the opportunity to perform at the Nolanca charity gala.

Then, at the banquet, he killed Vian’s parents and left Chaos in the banquet to distract security, then escaped in the chaos.

Kyle originally thought that Chaos would definitely be captured, but to his surprise, Chaos was found and returned in just two days. However, since then, Chaos has become somewhat strange and has started to draw some strange ritual formations.

Kyle deduced that Chaos may have received some kind of 'divine revelation' from an evil god at that charity dinner.

Those favored by evil gods often bring madness and chaos. Kyle found an opportunity to escape Kaya City and then abandoned Chaos in the wilderness.

That's all Kyle knows about Chaos.

After listening, He Ao fell into a brief silence.

Strictly speaking, Kyle is indeed a scumbag. If Chaos were a normal person, he would never have considered saving Kyle.

However, it is clear from the previous videos that Chaos is not a normal person; his mental state is somewhat unstable.

It's at least not as stable as He's.

Therefore, Chaos's thought process cannot be constructed using the thinking of ordinary people.

"I have said everything I know."

While Heo was deep in thought, Kyle, who was locked in the iron cage, suddenly emphasized.

“I’m a man of my word,” He Ao smiled. “As long as you serve your sentence peacefully, I can guarantee you won’t ‘commit suicide’ in prison.”

After saying that, he cut off the communication, slowly got up, and walked towards the outside of the monitoring room, with the old butler following closely behind him.

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The silent night enveloped the earth, and while He Ao and the old butler returned to the villa, another group of people were still busy in the city under the cover of darkness.

An old, small van was driving on a road illuminated by streetlights.

The truck driver was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. He lit a cigarette and took a drag.

He took a puff and then stuck the cigarette out the window.

The embers on the cigarette flickered with mottled colors in the cold wind of the silent night.

The car stereo played upbeat music, dispelling some of the chill of the night.

With the popularization of autonomous driving technology, there are fewer and fewer people working as drivers.

For general freight transport, customers usually choose inexpensive driverless trucks. Only for valuable goods or items requiring special handling do they need to hire a driver.

Of course, hiring a driver isn't cheap either.

The driver held the steering wheel with one hand and looked at the smart rearview mirror outside the car window.

The rearview mirror reflected the huge star-studded city emblem on the truck bed, the deserted road in the night, and a van closely following the truck.

The van was occupied by the owners of the shipment, who claimed that the shipment contained special metals and required special escort.

The autonomous driving system was assisting the driver, and the driver glanced at the wristband.