Life Dungeon Game

He Ao, supporting himself against the wall, staggered into the house.

After Heo went inside, Jon looked around to make sure no one was in the corridor before closing and locking the security door.

"Neil, did you run into gangsters? Or what?" He looked at Heo with some doubt, looking at Heo's wound. "Is this real or fake?"

“Really,” He Ao said softly, “has your grandmother gone to sleep?”

Jon lives with his grandmother, who is his only relative.

The two lived on leftovers that Jon brought back from the restaurant and the grandmother's meager pension.

“I just went to sleep,” Yorn nodded. “But the house is soundproofed quite well, so you don’t need to worry about it.”

Jon walks with a bit of a limp. He was beaten up after he stole food from a fancy restaurant, and because he couldn't afford medical treatment, he suffered some aftereffects.

The air in the room was filled with a faint medicinal smell, the smell of the cheapest kind of wound medicine.

Road.

Do you have tweezers or a small knife?

He Ao didn't sit on the sofa, but instead found a corner to lean against. Next to him was a charcoal brazier with some embers.

There is a large coal mine not far from Rock City, but most cities in the Federation no longer use coal, so this coal mine only supplies Rock City.

The price of coal is not high, at least relative to the cost of electricity.

A charcoal stove can provide warmth for two or three hours, and typically consumes about 4 federal dollars worth of coal.

Running an electric stove for two or three hours can cost as much as 8 federal dollars in electricity.

Although the electric stove was more effective and could warm the whole house, Jon's weekly wage was only eighty-two federal dollars.

The money he earns in a dozen or so hours a day will be burned up in three or four hours.

Even so, electricity and coal prices are still rising.

"Yes, wait a moment."

Jorn rummaged through the cabinet in the living room and took out a silver steel knife, a pair of tweezers, and a roll of somewhat old, yellowed gauze.

"Do you need it bandaged? I bought this expired gauze, so it might not be very effective."

"Thank you."

He Ao nodded slightly and accepted the items.

Jon sat on the sofa, staring blankly at Heo.

He dried the steel knife and tweezers over a fire, then took off his coat and shirt, and slowly cut open the already somewhat blurred flesh and blood on his right shoulder with his left hand.

The hot knife touched the skin, making a sizzling sound and even emitting a faint wisp of smoke.

With a pale face, He Ao dissected the tangled flesh and scabs along the muscle lines, then used tweezers to grab the bullet stuck inside and pulled it out, tossing it aside.

He then heated the knife and tweezers in the fire again and cut open his left chest.

Gushing blood flowed out from the ruptured blood vessels, only to be sealed back up by the scalding hot blade.

Upon seeing this, Yorn instinctively gripped the sofa tightly.

He felt goosebumps rise all over his body, tightening his skin and muscles. Even just seeing it caused him excruciating pain, but He Ao continued operating with only a slightly pale face.

boom--

The second bullet was also removed and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

In fact, this behavior is very dangerous. He Ao is extremely familiar with the muscles and blood vessels in his body because he practices martial arts. If he were to open the wound rashly on someone he was not familiar with, he could easily kill himself.

He Ao leaned against the wall and breathed a sigh of relief. The blood on his body was barely contained by the high temperature, but the wound was still turned outward.

He looked at Yorn, "Do you have a needle and thread?"

"some."

Jon was stunned. He glanced at the bloodstains on the ground and snapped out of his tense state. Just seeing the wounds on Heo's body made him feel scared and nervous, and he didn't know what to do.

He slowly stood up, rummaged through a cabinet, found a roll of needle and thread, and handed it to He Ao. He glanced at the bullets stained with blood on the floor, "I never knew... you were so capable..."

“Everyone has their own secrets,” He Ao said in a hoarse voice. “I’m sorry to have troubled you. I’ll leave as soon as I’m done.”

I'm not kicking you out.

"What I mean is," Jon said hastily, somewhat flustered, "I just think...you're kind of cool."

“Sometimes being cool isn’t necessarily a good thing,” Heo smiled, holding the needle in the flame to heat it, then slowly bending it. “I do have to leave; I can’t stay here any longer.”

“Alright then,” Yorn glanced at Heo and smiled. “I suddenly feel like I’m in a scene from a TV show, where a seemingly ordinary friend suddenly reveals his hidden identity, and then my boring life becomes exciting.”

Then he said softly, "I think I still have some medicine left over from before, I'll go find it for you."

After saying that, he went into the bedroom.

A faint smell of medicine filled the bedroom, and the bracelet was charging on the bedside table.

As he was rummaging through the bedroom, the bracelet on the bedside table suddenly vibrated, and a news message popped up.

"what?"

The bracelet was now fully charged, so he picked it up and put it on.

"Just now, a serious and vicious assault occurred in the North District, in which an FBI officer and three ordinary citizens were killed."

A poised and elegantly dressed presenter appeared on the bracelet's projection screen. "Currently, the suspected perpetrator has been identified... The suspect is extremely ruthless; please be vigilant and cautious when traveling... A reward of at least 50,000 Federal Credits and up to 200,000 Federal Credits will be given for providing useful information about the suspect..."

Jon stared blankly at the familiar photo of the suspect in the overcoat projected on the screen.

With 200,000 federal dollars, he earns 82 dollars a week, 4,000 a year. If he were to work as an apprentice, it would take him nearly 50 years.

It's a little late.

Chapter 342 Dream (Please subscribe, add to your favorites, and vote with monthly tickets)

After searching through the medicine box for a long time, Yorn finally found the medicine for the wound.

But looking at the medicine in his hand, he fell into a long silence.

He was awakened by a crisp knock on the door.

He Ao, whose bandages were already in place, stood by the bedroom door, withdrew his hand from knocking, and said hoarsely, "I'm leaving."

"No...stay a little longer?" Yorn was taken aback, then he stammered, "Where are you planning to go?"

However, after asking the question, without waiting for He Ao's response, he immediately said as if he had changed his mind, "Let's go, let's go, you should leave now."

Then they pushed and shoved He Ao away.

He looked at him, remained silent for a moment, then nodded slightly and walked out of the house.

Yorn shoved the half-empty bottle of medicine into his hand and then slammed the door shut.

He Ao glanced at the closed door, put away the medicine, and walked into the dark corridor.

Hearing heavy breathing came from behind the door; for him, this short period of time had brought him both great highs and lows.

He Ao raised the bracelet in his hand, and the urgent news was playing on the projected screen of the bracelet.

The news report used a high-resolution photo of him.

More than half an hour.

The FBI is not normally that fast.

When Heo killed the deputy supervisor, he did so quickly that the other party didn't even have a chance to contact the FBI.

When he destroyed the energy core, he also destroyed the storage chips, making it difficult to extract He Ao's personal information from that pile of wreckage.

Most importantly, if the deputy supervisor had been bribed to intercept Heo on his own, he wouldn't have connected to the FBI's internal network. Instead, he would have acted covertly, and the FBI might not have even discovered his death within half an hour.

The fact is that within half an hour, not only was the outcome of the incident announced, but the news was also released.

This efficiency is not what the FBI's normal procedures should be like.

This proves that the deputy director had been in contact with the FBI in Rock City, and that the FBI knew what he was doing, which is why they were able to quickly locate Heo.

There are higher-ups in the FBI involved in this matter.

In a single fortified city, there are very few positions above the deputy director level in the FBI; there are only directors and branch managers.

The FBI generally doesn't get too involved with local powers.

The FBI in Dawn City doesn't even care when the city's defense forces attack the mayor.

If even the FBI has been infiltrated to this extent in Rock City, then the local power structure is probably terminally ill.

This city is unlikely to have any Grade A buildings, but it will definitely have some Grade B buildings.

It is clear that the forces dealing with Nell are related to the mines, and now it seems that these forces have joined together to form a behemoth that covers the entire city.

He Ao opened his personal attributes.

[Heo (Nell)]

[Privilege Level: Regular Player]

Physical fitness: 267 (9)

[Skills: Talent Sequence 272: Super Memory (Soul Binding) (D-rank), Basic Firearms Mastery (Soul Part), Talent Sequence 40: Magician (D-rank) (Unusable)]

Mechanical modification: None

[Martial Arts: Refining Essence into Qi (Rank D) (Unusable)]

[Character Skills: None]

Physical fitness: 9.

With his current physical abilities, he is outnumbered and outmatched. Even with his super memory and divine sense, it would still be difficult for him to deal with such a powerful force.

He Ao, supporting himself against the wall, bypassed the main road and walked step by step northward along the path.

The city of Rocco was built relatively late, and after its completion, it was hardly expanded. The entire city was divided into four neat districts according to the four directions of east, west, south, and north.

The economy of Rock City is based on mining, and most of the mines are located outside the city.