Life Dungeon Game

There are guards everywhere now, so he can't find a place to hide He Ao. If all else fails, he'll have to release him and try to trick him into coming in later.

However, since the other party has connections with the Wilderness Hunter, they will most likely contact that Wilderness Hunter named Hank again after being kicked out.

In that case, it will be very difficult for him to enjoy this benefit again.

We didn't bring anyone in this time, and we even lost some money for nothing.

As they walked, the gaunt man spat out, "Bad luck."

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In the corner against the wall.

"There's been a problem; I can't get in right now."

The gaunt man looked at He Ao, his gaze lingering on He Ao's neat and beautiful fur coat.

He hadn't looked closely before, but now he suddenly realized that the fur coat seemed to be made of genuine leather.

He immediately felt his body become excited.

Such a well-maintained fur coat would cost tens of thousands of dollars in luxury stores on Eighth Avenue.

He suddenly had a new, brilliant idea—an idea that could not only recover the losses but also make him a fortune.

Moreover, this method takes very little time and does not delay his return to the gate.

even,

He touched the inside pocket of his clothes, where there was a cold pistol.

He could mistake the body of this wanderer in the wilderness for the body of the wanderer who wanted to break into the factory, and he was the one who gained the wanderer's trust by using the excuse of 'bringing him into the factory' and then killed him.

He might even get an extra reward for this.

In that instant, all the logic was made sense.

This is the choice that maximizes his interests.

The gaunt man smiled and looked at He Ao. "Turn around. I have a way to let you in."

He Ao gave him a deep look, then turned away.

The gaunt man pulled a pistol from his pocket and slowly pointed it at the back of He Ao's head.

"Don't move, it'll be quick..."

His index finger was on the trigger.

"Wait a moment."

He suddenly said softly.

The skinny man was startled, thinking that his movements had been discovered. He was not a good shot, and once he started moving, he would miss.

Then he watched as He Ao turned his back to him and took two steps to the left.

"it's good now."

He Ao said calmly.

This is a blind spot in the surveillance system.

"so troublesome."

The skinny man pretended to be impatient and cursed, then walked behind He Ao and aimed at the back of He Ao's head again.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger.

He suddenly spoke again,

"Wait a moment."

This time, however, he had no time to react.

A flash of silver sword light streaked past.

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Chapter 298 The Computer Room (Please add to your favorites, subscribe, and vote with monthly tickets)

He hid the emaciated man's body in a landscaped flower bed near the wall.

Industrial buildings often feature these landscaped flower beds, using greenery to neutralize the gray and monotonous colors of the factory buildings.

However, these flower beds naturally don't feature delicate flowers; instead, they are planted with low, evergreen shrubs that are easy to grow.

The bright red blood seeped into the soil beneath the tree roots and disappeared into the night.

He Ao straightened his coat and slowly walked towards the narrow passage surrounded by iron thorns.

"what?"

Just then, the two men in black guarding the passage frowned and looked into the night.

The two hesitated for only a moment before rushing out.

Shortly after they left, He Ao appeared in front of the passageway.

It wasn't He Ao who lured the two men in black away, but rather the stone that He Ao had imbued with the 'lure' ability.

During the brief moment when the gatekeeper was distracted, He Ao calmly and composedly walked along the passage to the small entrance of the factory building.

The small door was ajar, but He Ao didn't push it open in a hurry.

He took out a stack of banknotes and a pebble he had just picked up on the road from his pocket. Then he took a 1-dollar bill from the banknotes, tied it to the pebble, reached his hand through the half-open gap into the building, attached the 'temptation' to the banknote, and threw it in forcefully.

"what?"

A gasp came from behind the door.

"Money, it looks like money!"

A jumble of voices suddenly came from behind the door, shouting, "It's my money, don't you dare steal it!"

If an item with the 'temptation' attribute is already tempting to the target, then the temptation will be amplified.

Who doesn't like money?

Taking advantage of the commotion behind the door, He Ao pushed the door open and walked into the building.

Behind the building was a long, narrow corridor, where several gang members dressed in black were fighting at the end of the corridor.

He Ao did not walk through the tightly blocked doorway, but turned to the right and placed his hand on a small silver-gray steel door on the right side of the entrance. There was a silver sign on the door: [Computer Room].

Although the wilderness wanderers living on the upper floors rarely go down to the bottom three floors, there are always some more active wilderness wanderers who want to escape who will try to sneak down, such as by going through ventilation ducts, disguising themselves as managers, or even knocking out the guards.

Although most of these people were eventually captured and beaten half to death, their experiences and observations about the lower three levels still circulated among the wilderness wanderers.

During his conversation with the boy, He Ao also heard some rumors relayed by the boy.

However, these rumors are often exaggerated, and they are further embellished by those who relay them, leading to distortion.

For example, there's a rumor about an elderly man who recently ran away and was only caught after running for several blocks.

Legend has it that he utterly routed the wilderness hunters, charging in and out seven times before finally being captured due to exhaustion from a prolonged lack of proper nutrition.

Even after being captured, he risked his life to tell other wanderers who had almost been tricked into coming to the factory about its sordid affairs. Even when he was eventually discovered by the wilderness hunters, he still...

He fought a fierce battle with a Class D cyborg for three hundred rounds before finally being defeated and captured.

The protagonist of the story is portrayed as righteous and extremely brave.

But the more He listened, the more he felt that it was the old man who had told Linda the truth about their factory.

He did escape from the factory, but he was caught by Hank not far away, beaten half to death, and then locked up. He didn't tell Linda the truth about the factory on his own initiative; Linda asked him about it.

Linda had planned to take him with her when they escaped, but their unusual movements were noticed by the astute Hank, and they were eventually caught.

The general direction of the rumor is correct; it's just that the details have been slightly embellished.

According to the teenager, most of the rumors were 'beautified' to some extent. After comparing different rumors and verifying them repeatedly, He Ao confirmed a few relatively true pieces of information.

For example, the core computer room of the entire factory building is behind the iron gate on the right-hand side of the small entrance.

He Ao turned the handle, and as expected, the door to the server room was locked.

He took a half step back and glanced at the small silver door.

It's a very basic metal door, not even a security door.

So he picked up the silver dagger with one hand, grabbed the doorknob with the other, inserted the silver blade into the crack in the door, and then, with a sudden burst of force, cut the latch.

Judging from the resistance He Ao felt, the door wasn't even locked; it was simply pulled shut with only the resistance of the latch.

Meanwhile, those men in black were still there, scrambling for that one dollar.

He Ao gently pushed forward, and the iron gate was slowly pushed open a little.

There are no other locks left.

However, he did not go in directly. Instead, he took out a small camera, connected one end to a wristband, and stuck it through the crack in the door to illuminate the view inside the server room.

There was no one in the server room. These factory server rooms are usually monitored by intelligent robots set up by the maintenance company.

Besides wilderness wanderers and hunters, the factory is full of gangsters who are obsessed with fighting. Even clerks are few and far between, and there are basically no technicians who know how to maintain the computer room.

Therefore, such data centers are most likely outsourced to specialized maintenance companies. The maintenance company visits the site periodically, and the rest of the time they are monitored by specialized maintenance robots. When necessary, the maintenance robots can be remotely controlled for operation.

Rows of servers were running quietly in the server room, a cylindrical maintenance robot was moving between the racks, and a surveillance camera was watching the door from the direction of the door.

These cameras are typically connected to the factory's security room and server room maintenance company.

Data center maintenance companies cannot monitor the system at all times; they only access it when needed. Therefore, the issue that needs to be addressed is the security personnel in the monitoring room.

The location of the security room was also in the information provided by the boy, and the location information was more accurate than that of the computer room, with more supporting evidence.

After all, the server room, being near the door, is basically a place you only catch a fleeting glimpse when you're running away, while the security room is a key area that you absolutely need to understand.

He turned his head and looked at the end of the porch, where people were still fighting over the one federal dollar bill wrapped in stone.

There were no surveillance cameras in the porch; in fact, most of the factory was unsecured.

Gang-owned businesses all have this problem: the things they do are unlikely to leave any evidence, and being monitored makes them feel uncomfortable, like they're walking naked in the street.