Life Dungeon Game

This time, the energy from the C-grade 'Hunter' secret medicine did not flow into the original body structure as before. Instead, it catalyzed the birth of a new 'structure' and channeled the power into it, thereby improving the overall physical condition.

Imagine a large glass of water. Originally, all the water was poured into the large glass to increase the volume. Now that the large glass is about to fill up, this new energy condenses into a small glass on the rim of the large glass, hanging on the large glass. Then, water continues to be poured into it, allowing the volume of the entire system to continue to increase.

When faced with the same problem of the body reaching its limit, martial arts and talent sequences offer two different solutions.

Martial arts use higher pressure and special methods to transform original energy into "qi" with higher density and specific properties, thereby enhancing overall combat power.

The talent sequence, on the other hand, is achieved by altering the body structure.

The structure increases body volume to enhance the combat power of superhumans.

However, the power of the talent sequence is unguided and spreads unchecked throughout the body, causing a large amount of energy to dissipate in the process.

After pondering for a moment, He Ao, despite the intense pain, began to try to use the method he had previously used to guide martial arts energy, directing the scorching energy along a specific 'path'.

He failed many times at first; this scorching energy was more volatile than any of the previous ones, and it would dissipate whenever he tried to actively guide it.

However, as the experiment progressed, Heo gradually grasped the maximum amount of these scorching energies that could prevent them from collapsing, and then he carefully began to guide the flow of these forces.

Then he found out.

It hurts even more now.

The original extraordinary energy was randomly collided everywhere, spreading to every part of the body.

The downside is that energy dissipates during the process of transforming the body, so the utilization rate is not very high.

The advantages are that the transformation is quick and the pain is evenly distributed.

As He Ao began to guide these energies, the energy density increased significantly, the areas where the energy passed were stimulated more intensely, the pain was greatly amplified, and the rate of transformation slowed down.

However, the advantage is that the path of martial arts is indeed the one with the least energy waste and the highest absorption rate.

This also means that Heo will have to endure the pain for a longer period of time.

The chirping of insects and birds echoed through the quiet night.

The leaves and bushes were rustled, making a soft, whispering sound.

The change not only occurred inside He'ao's body, but also in his brain and spirit. The strange energy, while burning his spirit, also merged into He'ao's soul, thus strengthening his soul as well.

As his body and soul both strengthened, and as the powerful elixir gradually seeped into He Ao's body...

A strange, chaotic murmur gradually entered He Ao's mind.

This babbling sound is somewhat like the background noise heard when you activate super memory, but it clearly has a subjective form, as if it wants to express something. However, the 'clarity' of this babbling sound is not even as good as the background noise heard when you activate super memory.

He couldn't hear what it was trying to say at all.

Even if it had a thousand words, they all turned into 'abba aba' in He's ears.

As He Ao gradually digested the secret medicine, the murmuring gradually faded, changing from a buzzing sound like summer mosquitoes swarming into a gentle breeze rustling through the gauze curtains.

But the sound did not disappear completely; it continued to echo in He Ao's ears.

During Joey's instance, Heo and Roger discussed C-rank.

Roger said that once you reach C-level, you'll come into contact with things you shouldn't have to.

Perhaps this rambling is what he meant by the 'thing' that shouldn't have been touched.

However, it seems that the background noise that Hypermemory heard was similar to the babbling that the 'Hunter' heard.

Super Memory itself has an extremely high talent sequence number and possesses a certain peculiar advanced attribute. He Ao estimated that its true level is probably far higher than the 'F' level when He Ao first came into contact with it.

There are still many secrets about Hypermemory that He Ao has never known.

So when he realized that the hypermemory advancement to D-level...

When I heard background noise later, which was most likely noise that could only be heard through other means at Level C, I was not surprised.

After all, it was a talent sequence that was directly taken from a good friend.

However, what intrigued He Ao was that the sounds heard by 'Hypermeability' and 'The Hunter' were different. Did this mean that the subject of the 'background sound' was different under different talent sequence pathways?

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As Heo pondered, the broad leaves were slowly pushed aside, and a huge claw landed on the grass at the edge of the riverbank.

It was a shadow that blended into the night.

Its steps were light, crouching low, as it approached the figure huddled by the water's edge step by step.

The figure's body was trembling slightly, as if it were experiencing some kind of intense pain.

The pervasive smell of blood in the air suggested that this was a very weak prey.

Finally, the shadow reached the back of the injured figure. It slightly arched its body, its muscles tensed, preparing to leap across the distance and tear the figure lying on the ground to shreds.

In that instant, it felt the injured figure pick up a pebble from the ground and throw it forward, and its attention uncontrollably followed the pebble.

Then it leaped and chased after the pebble.

boom--

That was the sound of a huge shadow falling into a trap.

He Ao struggled to his feet and looked through the dim moonlight at the shadow that had fallen into the trap.

It was a huge white-browed tiger.

At this moment, the tiger had been pierced by the limbs in the trap and its life was cut short.

He looked at the pebble he had just thrown out, which had attracted the tiger's attention.

It was just a simple pebble, but it was imbued with the hunter's ability: 'luring'.

Hunters can imbue any object or living being they touch with the ability to 'lure'. When a designated target sees this lure, it will be attracted to the object and thus walk into the trap set by the hunter.

However, the stronger the target, the greater the mental effort required to set up the lure.

Of course, this consumption can be reduced; the stronger the target's interest in the original object without the attached lure, the weaker the consumption of the lure.

He Ao crouched down slightly, picked up the curved knife from the ground, tucked it into his waistband, and then used his still somewhat intact left hand to grab the corpse of the bitter ape. He walked forward step by step along the wide riverbank.

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A wide river flowed through the cold night.

More than twenty off-road vehicles were scattered on the riverbank.

Flames reflected off the black metal of the off-road vehicle.

This is a makeshift temporary camp.

One side of the camp bordered a wide river, while the other side was surrounded by a semicircle of felled giant trees to deter some wild animals.

Inside the wall made of trees, there were young men carrying guns patrolling the area.

They all bore some scars, more or less, and their faces showed signs of exhaustion.

The entire camp was quiet, with only the tireless chirping of insects under the night sky.

Small fires were scattered among the vehicles and under the makeshift tents that had been hastily erected.

These flames brought a little warmth, but could not dispel the cold, silent night.

The wounded people sat together, with the shimmering river in front of them, while the deeper world was hidden in the deep darkness.

thump—

A huge corpse suddenly leaped over the wooden wall and was thrown in from outside, landing on the ground with a dull thud.

The young men on lookout were startled and immediately raised their guns warily, looking in the direction from which the corpse had flown.

boom--

A blood-stained hand gripped the thick wooden wall, then pressed against the top of the wall, slowly supporting itself.

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Chapter 282 The Cry (Please add to your favorites, subscribe, and vote with monthly tickets)

"Who's there?!"

A young man in the crowd raised his gun and flashlight, aiming them at the dark figure standing on the wooden wall.

The bright light shone on the figure, revealing his slender and upright body, his resolute face as if carved by a knife, and the blood covering his entire body.

"leader!?"

The young man who had just spoken was taken aback.

Then came a huge cheer: "Chief! The chief is back!"

Cheers echoed throughout the camp, and then, under the oppressive darkness of the night, the people erupted into a frenzy, like leaping flames.

Looking at the cheering homeless people in front of him, He Ao felt a strong sense of drowsiness wash over him.

This weariness comes from deep within Ronald's body; the hunting, the trapping, the advancement—this body is already utterly exhausted.

But He knew now was not the time to sleep.

He jumped down from the wooden wall, picked up the corpse he had just thrown on the ground, and held it high.

It was the carcass of a huge, headless giant ape.

Someone in the crowd recognized the body, and the entire camp fell silent in an instant as flames engulfed the area.

In the next second, the silence turned into an explosive roar.

"The Bitter Ape! It's the Bitter Ape!"

"The chieftain has hunted down the bitter ape!"

For the past few months, all the homeless have been chased and toyed with by this terrifying beast.

The bitter ape was not in a hurry to kill them. Instead, it chased after them, oppressed them, and enjoyed their desperate escape, just like a flock of sheep being toyed with by a wild beast.

Once someone is left alone, they will inevitably face death.

This is also why Ronaldo had to choose to be promoted at this point in time.