Life Dungeon Game

A crisp whistle suddenly rang out, but not just once, but two whistles at the same time.

Just as everyone was stunned, He Ao, who was walking out, suddenly turned around, gripped his pistol, and pulled the trigger.

He always carried that gun with him.

bang bang bang-

One elderly person after another fell down.

Bright red blood flowed out.

Floch opened his eyes wide and collapsed limply to the ground.

Just two minutes ago, he was here dreaming of his grand ambitions and empire.

He Ao turned around, no longer looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, and walked slowly and laboriously towards the outside.

The tavern's main hall was empty; a few waiters huddled in a corner, staring at He Ao in fear.

legend,

Vian's grandfather once described his ideals with his first group of friends in this tavern.

Vian's father took over the Nolanca Group's business at this tavern.

A hoarse, mournful melody drifted from the old stereo, as if bidding farewell to an era.

Heo pushed open the tavern door, and a black sedan was parked there.

Doorway.

The silver-haired old man looked up, then pushed open the car door and rushed over despite the torrential rain.

Allen and Lina followed closely behind the old man.

“Master Wei’an…” The old butler stared blankly at He Ao, who was covered in wounds, “Is it over?”

After sending Heo the address where Flock and the others might be gathered, he rushed over immediately, but he was still a step too late for Heo.

"ended."

He Ao said weakly.

According to the Morning Light Daily, preliminary results have been obtained in the election for mayor of Morning Light City.

According to AI-generated vote counting data, former City Councilor Christos won the election with nearly 20 years' worth of votes. Later today, after manual verification is complete, the 134th mayor of Dawn will be elected.

From the black sedan that the old butler drove up, came the excited voice of a news anchor reporting the news.

At this moment, He Ao's vision was already somewhat blurred.

“Master Vian, I’ve contacted Dr. Ike, he’ll be here soon.”

The silver-haired old butler looked at He Ao, who was unsteady on his feet, and said with a hint of tears in his voice.

He Ao looked at the silver-haired old man in front of him, reached out and gently hugged him.

"Danny, 'Vian' can't die."

His voice grew softer and softer, his breath grew weaker and weaker, until it disappeared completely.

Wei An cannot die.

After tonight, 'Vian's' prestige and power will reach their peak, and no one will be able to influence him anymore.

The city defense forces would also completely side with Wei An because they had been tricked.

No matter what, 'Wei'an' cannot die.

Even after he dies, his name should be used to continue what he didn't finish.

He is the faint light in the darkness, the spark that ignites a prairie fire.

These lights and fires must not be extinguished.

At least not until the light and flames have fully illuminated the scene.

Lina gazed at the man before her who was slowly closing his eyes.

Water droplets slid down her cheeks and into her lips, salty, she couldn't tell if it was rain or tears.

thump—

A clear voice sounded.

A black and white mask fell from the man's arms with a crisp sound.

Lina stared at the mask, then crouched down and slowly picked it up.

The rain washed over the mask, creating a tapestry of black and white.

She gazed at the mask silently, then slowly pressed it against her cheek.

Rainwater streamed down the mask.

A pure white ambulance suddenly stopped in front of the crowd, splashing water everywhere.

[Returning to the original world...]

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Chapter 257 There is light on the road ahead (End of dungeon/Request for a long chapter)

In the gloomy, dark alley, a disheveled man slowly approached the corner of the alley.

He was holding a small pistol in his hand.

The gun was given to him not long ago by a 'kind person' wearing a chubby baby mask.

He originally intended to sell the gun for money, but the "kind person" reminded him that he could use the gun to "make money".

Yes, he can use this gun to turn other people's money into his own.

However, he still had some hesitation in his heart.

In the past few days, he has eaten all the food but has not received any money.

He knew he needed to take a risk.

If he continues to starve like this, he will become a corpse lying on the roadside, just like many of the homeless people he has seen.

He gripped the gun handle with difficulty, and slowly peered out of the alleyway at the street outside.

This was a deserted street. A stylish and fashionable woman was walking towards them, carrying an expensive-looking bag, playing on her tablet, and looking down.

She must have many valuable things on her.

The thought arose in the man's mind.

This woman seems to be the perfect prey.

He had been waiting there for a long time; he was either too strong or didn't look like he had much money.

The man gripped the gun tightly, took a deep breath, and estimated the woman's speed.

However, just as he expected the woman to reach the alley entrance and was about to rush out, two homeless men ran past from the other end of the alley, shouting as they ran, "Hurry up, the Nolanca Group is hiring over there, and they'll give you food if you apply."

Nolanca Group? Providing food?

The man was stunned.

In that moment of hesitation, the well-dressed woman had already walked past the alley entrance.

The man glanced at the woman's retreating figure, then at the gun in his hand. After hesitating for a moment, he put the gun away and chased after the two homeless men who had just run away.

Under normal circumstances, companies don't hire homeless people, but judging from the excited looks of those two homeless men, it seems that this time is a little different.

The man ran along the street for a short distance and saw a long queue at the end of another intersecting street.

The group consisted mostly of ragged homeless people, who huddled together, whispering and talking amongst themselves.

Security guards wearing Nolanca Group uniforms were maintaining order.

A sign next to it reads "Line up here for job applications".

The man thought for a moment, intending to ask the security guard, but as soon as he reached out his hand, he subconsciously withdrew it.

Previously, the security guards from the Nolanca Group had always driven him away, leaving him with many unpleasant memories, which made him fearful of security guards.

However, this time the security guards did not drive him away, but only maintained order in the queue, frequently pulling out those who cut in line.

The man stood in line quietly until everyone in front of him had passed.

After an unknown amount of time, just when the man felt so hungry that he had no strength left, he finally reached the front of the line.

A middle-aged clerk with a cold expression was asking everyone for information. He glanced at the man.

,"name."

"Mr. Maro... I'd like to ask, what kind of job posting is this?"

The man asked cautiously.

The clerk looked up at him, and while editing the documents, slowly said, "Construction site laborer."

"what···"

The man was taken aback. Laborers in Kaya City usually have to work more than ten hours a day at high intensity. With his small frame and having not eaten for so long, he couldn't do manual labor. He would probably die on the construction site after only two days.

The clerk seemed to have guessed the man's concerns, or perhaps he had seen it many times before, and he quickly and impatiently added,

"We'll provide a meal for you when you sign up. Once you've eaten and rested, you can start work and see what kind of position suits you. Working hours range from six to eight hours, and overtime is not supported."

The man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something, but before he could ask, he did.

The clerk immediately launched into a rapid-fire explanation: "The job includes room and board, a dormitory, and meal vouchers. In addition to room and board, the weekly salary is over 100 Federal Credits, or you will receive an equivalent amount of material vouchers, depending on your working hours and job position. You will have one day off per week, the dormitory has a free shower room, and basic social insurance and medical insurance are provided. You will also be given two sets of work clothes for changing."

As long as you apply, you're almost guaranteed a job. There's a three-month probationary period after you start.

After saying that, the clerk looked up at him and said, "Any other questions? You can bring your family members if you have any. Those who are not currently employed will be given priority. Families with children can enjoy the group's interest-free loan policy for schooling. Accommodation is not provided for families, but we can provide you with family accommodation vouchers. You can only rent apartments under the group."

The terms of treatment aren't particularly good, but for homeless people who can't find work, it's like giving them a chance to survive.

Instead of a higher weekly wage, the job is directly converted to include room and board, which means that even bankrupt people can guarantee a basic living, unlike other jobs where the bank directly takes all their income to pay off debts.