Life Dungeon Game

The cylindrical flashlight rolled to the ground at He Ao's feet, its bright light illuminating the dense raindrops.

He picked up the flashlight and stared at the factory building behind him, which was pitch black due to the power outage.

A dazzling flash of lightning connected heaven and earth, illuminating He Ao's blood-soaked body.

He carried Kyle's body and slowly walked inside.

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A silent, pitch-black darkness enveloped everything.

Only the faint glow of the emergency lights in the corridor could barely provide any illumination.

But these lights are just a drop in the ocean for such a massive building.

"Is the power still not fixed? Do you want to be skinned alive by the boss?"

"The door to the power supply room is locked; we can't open it."

"If you can't open it, smash it!"

"I think I heard an explosion outside. What happened?"

"Who wants to go out and take a look? Who wants to go out and take a look?"

"We can't get in touch with the boss; we can't get through on the phone."

"It's raining heavily outside, and we don't have umbrellas."

"Who's going up to check if the boss is still there?"

The noise was deafening, and there was a chaotic pushing and shoving.

The echoes reverberate through the empty building.

As Heo reached the door, some gang members who had frantically found umbrellas had just squeezed through the doorway when they saw Heo walking towards them, carrying Kyle's body and shining a flashlight, looking like a demon from hell.

"Boss! Boss is dead!"

They stared in horror at the corpse in He Ao's hands, and it took them a while to make out its appearance.

Panic-stricken voices rang out from the crowd.

"Kill him! Kill him! Avenge our boss!"

Someone in the crowd shouted something, jolting the gang members at the front of the charge out of their daze.

These Kyle loyalists angrily drew their guns and pointed them at Heo.

He Ao threw the flashlight in his hand forward, and the blinding light momentarily confused everyone's vision.

The rain continued to fall heavily.

When the first gunshot rang out, the brilliance of the flames ignited the chaotic night.

The silver blade pierced the first man's chest, and the bright red blood bloomed like a midnight rose.

"kill him!"

"He's coming in!"

The chaotic gunfire mingled with the clamor of the crowd.

A random gunshot shattered the faint glow of the emergency light.

The world was plunged into complete darkness.

Noise, chaos, shouts, and screams filled the corridor.

Some people who heard the news came down from the second and third floors, stepped down the stairs, and entered the high-speed meat grinder.

Everything around was pitch black.

Only the faint glow from the occasional bursts of gunfire amidst the chaos, like candlelight flickering in a storm.

The blood was reflected on each of their faces.

I don’t know when.

The chaotic gunfire ceased.

The noise from the crowd stopped.

Everything was so quiet.

The silence was as profound as death itself.

"Turn on the lights."

Accompanied by He Ao's soft words.

Bright lights shone into the entire corridor once again.

The corridor was littered with corpses, the walls were stained with blood, and people, their bodies covered in crimson, huddled in the corner, holding their breath and trembling, afraid to utter a single word.

Everyone stared blankly at what was happening before them; the crimson world left their minds completely blank.

He Ao was standing on the inner side of the corridor, reaching out to press the elevator button in front of him.

Ding--

A crisp sound echoed in the corridor; it was the elevator starting up.

Everyone heard the voice, but no one dared to look up at the figure. They remained silent, not even daring to twitch a finger.

Covered

The blood-stained silver elevator doors slowly closed, and the elevator rapidly ascended.

He doesn't kill indiscriminately; he only kills those who shoot at him or try to kill him. If the survivors count carefully, there are actually more survivors than dead.

In such a chaotic situation, the person who shot him was most likely Kyle's die-hard supporters. Once these people are eliminated, there will be much less resistance in the future.

The elevators on the first to third floors can directly access the factory area on the fourth floor and above.

However, one can only go up, not down. Going down is only possible to the fourth floor, and then one must use the tightly monitored and blocked passage between the fourth and third floors.

The elevator program is separate and not connected to the network, so Heo cannot modify its program through Eve.

But even if it's modified, it won't make a difference.

There are only two small elevators on the first to third floors, each carrying a maximum of ten people, which is far from enough to meet the needs of a large flow of people going downstairs.

The factory area on the fourth floor and above has large industrial elevators that can carry hundreds of people, which are the main transportation routes that keep the industrial building running.

He Ao entered the elevator and pressed the button for the 26th floor.

The elevator was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the 26th floor.

The corridor at 26 was packed with people at that moment.

When Heo dragged Kyle's body out of the elevator, all eyes were on him.

He Ao looked at the scenery in front of him with some surprise.

Two groups of people are locked in a sharp standoff, with the elevator serving as the dividing line.

One group consisted of a dozen or so burly men, standing to He Ao's left, on the shorter side of the corridor.

They were carrying guns or long knives, and some were holding flashlights to light their way.

Ahead of them, at the longer end of the corridor, stood dozens of thin workers in neat uniforms.

Most of them had gray hair and only carried weapons such as iron bars and metal levers.

A young-looking man holding a shovel stood at the front of them. His hair was not yet gray, and he was still full of energy, looking as if he had only been there a short time.

When the elevator doors opened and He Ao stepped out, all eyes were on him.

On the right, the man leading the group, holding a shovel, paused briefly upon seeing He Ao, then exclaimed with delight, "Chief?"

His words shattered the silence.

The dozen or so men on the left reacted quickly, pointing their guns and knives at He Ao.

They exchanged glances and realized that He Ao, covered in blood and having come up from the first floor, was not easy to deal with, but must have suffered serious injuries.

Then they glanced at the dozens of elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people in front of them and said, "Take care of these first."

In that instant, they exerted their strength simultaneously, some firing guns, others wielding knives, and a flurry of blades came hurtling towards He Ao.

He glanced at them, then picked up Kyle's corpse with one hand, the silver sword flashing in his hand.

His figure disappeared instantly.

In the blink of an eye, one strong man after another fell to the ground.

Before the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people standing opposite could react, the corridor was filled with only blood and the remains of some cyborgs.

He Ao glanced at them. These weren't all the wilderness wanderers on the entire floor; there were at least two or three hundred people on this floor, but only a handful were standing there.

There are thirty or forty of them.

"Chief, you've been promoted?"

The young man with the shovel exclaimed in surprise at He Ao's swift movements.

“Hmm,” He Ao nodded slightly, looking at the young man standing at the front, “Call everyone out.”

He Ao chose the 26th floor because the data Eve found showed that Hank's workshop was on the 26th floor, which meant that the people who were captured in their camp might also be on the 26th floor.

He couldn't coordinate thousands of people on his own; he needed help to quickly and easily establish a trustworthy management system.

His guess turned out to be correct.

Not only were the people in their camp on the 26th floor, but they even caused trouble on the 26th floor during the power outage.

"it is good!"

The young man immediately said excitedly.

Soon, several people emerged from the crowd. They were all from Ronald's camp. They excitedly pounded on the doors of the various workshops, calling out one wilderness wanderer after another.

At first, most of the wilderness wanderers were afraid to come out and dared not directly confront the foremen. However, as more and more people came out and saw more and more people covered in blood, one by one, the hunched and weak wilderness wanderers slowly walked out of the workshop.