Life Dungeon Game

He looked at him and squatted down in front of him.

He activated his bracelet, projecting a picture of Nell's fifth sister. "Have you ever met her?"

Upon seeing the photo, the young man paused, then his eyes lit up and he immediately said, "I've seen her, I've seen her. She's being held in our boss's interrogation room. She's still alive. If you get me out of here, I'll take you to find her."

"The leader of the Ice Wolf Gang?"

He looked at him calmly.

"Yes Yes."

The young man nodded quickly.

Have you seen these two people before?

He Ao pulled out photos of his older brother and second sister, Nell.

This time, the young man's whole body stiffened for a moment, and then he immediately said ingratiatingly, "I've seen them. They were captured by Eisen's men and are being held at Eisen's house now. They're all alive. As long as you save me, I'll take you to release them when we get back to the city."

He Ao silently turned off the bracelet and said softly, "I've been to the crematorium."

The young man's ingratiating smile froze on his face. He looked at He Ao and roared hysterically, "Liar, bastard, devil! You'll go to hell! You'll die a horrible death!"

He Ao calmly got up and walked away, casually picking up a blood-stained gun from the ground.

For Nell, this world was hell.

The brown-haired youth struggled to pull his hand out from under him. In that bloodied and mangled hand, he was holding a blood-stained pistol. A ferocious smile appeared on his face as he aimed at He Ao and pulled the trigger. "Bastard, die with me."

boom--

A sharp gunshot rang out suddenly, and the pistol in the brown-haired youth's hand fell to the ground.

He threw the gun in his hand into the white snow and continued walking forward through the blizzard.

He did not kill the young man, but only pierced his wrist.

But the gunshots attracted the attention of the blood rats, and one by one, these large, snow-white rats swarmed around them.

The sounds of screams of pain, the chewing of rodents, and the tearing of flesh mingled together.

He Ao, wearing a windproof coat, gradually disappeared into the depths of the blizzard.

The pure white snow buried everything.

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A raging blizzard swept through the secluded canyon mouth, the howling wind echoing with a mournful melody.

A speeding snowmobile cut through the blizzard barrier and entered the silent canyon.

The snowmobile stopped on the crystal-clear, pure white ground.

A middle-aged man who looked honest and kind jumped off the snowmobile and walked up to the dead, snow-white spider that had piled up like a small mountain blocking the entrance to the canyon.

He swallowed slightly.

At this moment, several young wilderness wanderers also jumped off the snowmobile and looked up in shock at the huge carcass.

"Is this the Blood Spider?"

The young wilderness wanderer at the front looked up, his gaze unable to take in the entire massive carcass. He glanced down at the middle-aged man in front of him and said somewhat absentmindedly, "Lord Wick, is this the eagle?"

Wick was stunned for a moment. When he said that Heo was an eagle, he did not expect that Heo could kill one of the most terrifying beasts near the camp so easily.

Is that an eagle? That's a dragon!

"Ahem," he coughed imperceptibly, "Now you trust my judgment, don't you?"

Before the young man could ask further questions, he continued, "Hurry up and do it. He's lured away all the powerful monsters nearby. Once they return, we won't be able to take the Blood Spider's remains."

"it is good."

Two more snowmobiles drove into the canyon.

Everyone quickly got to work.

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The dark carriage swayed slightly as He Ao leaned against the interior wall, watching the faint light peeking through the cracks in the doors.

This is the glow of the bright streetlights shining through the carriage door.

There wouldn't be such bright streetlights in the wilderness.

The car has already entered the city.

He Ao glanced at the walkie-talkie on his chest.

At this moment, the walkie-talkie was out of range and could no longer contact Wick, but Heo knew that his backup plan was still in effect.

The corpse of a Class C alien beast is also extremely attractive to other alien beasts with similar abilities.

However, each part of its body has a special use, and if it could be sold on the black market, it would be worth a huge sum of money.

The fact that Heo only took the heart does not mean that he gave up the other parts.

He used the scent of the secret medicine to lure away the nearby monsters that were attracted to the blood spider carcasses, giving Wick and his team time to move the blood spider remains.

Wick will help Heo sell the remains and take a service fee from the sale. The money will be transferred directly into Heo's cryptocurrency account.

Although the beast tide was also very oppressive, He Ao did not intend to advance in the beast tide.

First, there were no Class C alien beasts in the beast tide. Based on the experience of the last He'ao ritual, the stronger the opponent in the ritual, the better the effect of the ritual.

Secondly, the pressure from the beast tide is not enough to force He Ao into an absolute desperate situation.

Therefore, the most suitable place for the ceremony is still within the city.

The swaying carriage slowly came to a stop, and the sound of staff talking could be heard outside the door.

This was still the mining group's convoy. He Ao 'bumped into' this convoy on the road and hitched a ride with it.

This convoy was none other than He Ao

The convoy that took the train out of the city.

Although Heo had time to estimate that the convoy's round trip would take about three days, he specifically waited for a period of time according to the convoy route that Nell's father had mentioned in his memory before he was able to successfully catch up with the convoy.

He Ao had already obtained the code to the convoy, so sneaking in was easy.

The convoy was a small one, and on the return trip, most of the carriages were filled with relatively rare ores or furs.

He was leaning against the fur at that moment.

As before, the carriage was unlocked after the vehicle came to a complete stop, but it was not opened.

He Ao put down a stack of banknotes as fare, then gently pushed open the door and went out. At that moment, the convoy seemed to be stopped in front of a fur warehouse.

The area was still patrolled by security personnel, but He Ao was no longer as cautious as he had been the first time.

His physical attributes as a 'martial artist' and the various skills he had accumulated allowed him to easily slip past the security personnel and return to the street.

He looked up at the brightly lit skyscrapers in the distance.

This city is not as prosperous as Dawn City, and it is even less prosperous than Kaya City. Under the flickering lights, there is a depressing twilight, and the continuous heavy snow has covered the city with a layer of silver.

It's like covering a deathly corpse with a gorgeous quilt.

When Heo left Rock City, it was nearly dawn; when he returned here, night had fallen.

He needs to wait for dawn alone in this dark city.

He Ao took a few steps forward, passing a strange object in a dark corner.

He was a man wearing a tattered overcoat, his face obscured by a messy beard, with glistening ice crystals clinging to his long beard.

He looked young, maybe thirty at most, and was huddled in a corner of the street.

The snow covered his shoulders and concealed his cracked leather shoes.

This is a homeless man, who remains curled up and motionless.

He Ao slowly squatted down and reached out to touch his skin.

The cold, stiff sensation came quickly.

He's touch seemed to disrupt the body's original balance, and the stiff body fell to one side and crashed to the ground. He's eyes clearly saw the face under the beard; he was 'smiling'.

This is a homeless man who froze to death.

As he collapsed, a long plastic bag was revealed beneath him, which appeared to be his 'bed,' and his tattered coat was all he had for warmth.

He righted the homeless man's body and continued walking towards the city center.

Tomorrow morning, city hall staff will take him to be cremated. The Rock City government has a special allowance for the crematorium to cover the cost of cremating homeless people.

The allowance is small, and in order to cut costs, crematoriums will stack dozens of bodies together in a large furnace for cremation.

After cremation, the ashes will not be placed in private cemeteries that require rental, but will be taken by the crematorium to the wilderness for burial.

Some crematoriums, in an effort to save money, will secretly dump ashes directly into the sewer.

These homeless people lost everything in life and will leave nothing behind after they die.

Shortly after He Ao left, a mother with a child emerged from the darkness.

She walked unsteadily to the dead homeless man and touched him.

After confirming the homeless man's death, they painstakingly removed his tattered coat and searched through his pockets, finding some loose change which they then put into their own pockets.

After searching everything, she knelt down, made the sign of the cross on her chest in front of the homeless man's body, and clasped her hands together, as if she were repenting.

After a while, she stood up, put the tattered coat on the child, and walked away with difficulty.

In the shadows of the distance, He Ao stood at the end of the street, watching the mother leave.

If Nell were still young and had no other older siblings, he and his mother might have ended up in the same situation after their father's death.

In Rock, there are tens of thousands of such miner families.

Many more people are gradually becoming homeless and freezing to death on the streets.