Life Dungeon Game

This biology professor died of illness at the prime age of 49, just as he was preparing to make all his academic materials publicly available free of charge.

He Ao shook his head, brushed away the associations in his mind, and turned to the last page of the book.

In the appendix, Norsen included photographs of some of the fragmented ancient books he had collected. Several pages of these books shared a similar style of illustration with the martial arts book that He Ao had found, and even had identical page numbers. Norsen had most likely also collected He Ao's martial arts book.

Remaining copy.

The only difference is that the damaged parts of the two books may be different.

He Ao activated his super memory and memorized all these ancient book photos.

Then he closed the book, put it back on the shelf, took two steps forward, went to the next shelf, glanced at the shelf, and casually picked up two books to read.

This underground library houses a wide variety of books, including those on humanities, history, and the supernatural, most of which are materials that cannot be found online.

There was even a book that recorded the shipping routes of the major regions during the original Federation era, but most of the book was damaged, and only a part of the shipping route from Dawn City to a port in the Third District remained.

He wrote down the route map and continued walking.

He didn't stop at each bookshelf, but paused to look around, waited a short while, and saw if there were any books that interested him. If there were, he would take them out and browse through them; if not, he would move on to the next bookshelf.

Finally, He Ao walked to the bookshelf numbered D.

Unlike other bookshelves, this bookshelf is very empty, with most of it empty and no books placed on it, except for a few books on the lower middle shelf.

He Ao had to squat down to see the titles of the books clearly.

The first book in the list is "The Origin of the Great Storm".

He Ao paused for a moment, then continued reading. These books all seemed to be related to gods.

He Ao subconsciously reached out and touched the books. The covers were soft, unlike the stiff paper of regular books. Instead, they felt like some kind of real leather.

The moment He Ao touched these books, it was as if he had made a connection with some unseen being, and faint, twisted, and crazy murmurs echoed in his ears.

This thing is guaranteed to be authentic.

The hidden knowledge of the dungeon world is corrupted. The more knowledge involves higher beings, the more corrupted it becomes. Even the mere dissemination of this knowledge may lead to connections with those indescribable and unspeakable great beings.

Of course, this knowledge must be true; what you make up in your own head doesn't count.

For example, the book that Heo just looked at on the Z-shaped bookshelf, which is related to the sacrificial ritual of the god of knowledge, observes and analyzes the behavior of the god of knowledge from a human perspective, and contains many guesses and speculations, so that book did not bring pollution.

The books before He Ao's eyes showed a slight pollution that could be felt simply by touching them, which meant that these books recorded real, incomprehensible, and unspeakable secret knowledge related to the gods.

He Ao reached out and gently stroked the books.

He didn't choose a particular book, but rather looked through them one by one, as if selecting the first book he wanted to read.

"These books are polluted by different great beings. The more you read, the more you become entangled with these great beings, and the higher the chance you will be lured into madness later."

A cool voice slowly rang in He Ao's ears, "I don't recommend you read these books. If you really want to, I suggest you choose only one book that interests you the most, and that's the limit that you can handle at level C or below."

He Ao turned his head and looked to his side.

The first thing that caught his eye was a silver-gray mechanical wheelchair, and a woman with a cool and aloof appearance sitting in it.

She had an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and skin as smooth as jade and as white as snow.

A black, openwork lace ribbon was used to cover her eyes, and a pure black, semi-transparent gauze dress covered her figure. Underneath the dress, her delicate feet were encased in a pair of simple braided double-strap sandals, with two red ribbons tied around her smooth ankles. Her cherry-pink toes peeked out under the soft light.

This woman was undoubtedly very beautiful. Among the people He Ao had ever seen, her looks were second only to Selena, and even slightly better than the dancer Kiko who had lost her allure.

He gazed at the woman before him; the attraction he felt emanated from her.

However, unlike the dancers of that time, who attracted him with their whole being, the woman in front of him attracted him with the undulating curves of her chest.

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He Ao's gaze swept over the woman without leaving a trace before returning to the bookshelf.

The woman's eyes were covered by a light veil, and she did not speak to He Ao, so she was very likely blind.

He Ao was not surprised by the woman's appearance. In fact, when the secret passage slammed shut as soon as he entered, he knew that someone was probably watching him quietly from behind the scenes.

After all, this underground library is so heavily protected, so it is obviously a relatively important area, and it is not difficult to achieve remote observation.

Just install a surveillance camera on the innermost door.

He Ao was just searching for information with his bracelet, which was actually a way of checking the network as well.

Wherever the internet can reach, that's where modern technology can reach.

However, after seeing that the woman was blind, He Ao realized that his previous guess might be a little wrong. The woman's 'eyes' were probably made of other things, such as the vengeful spirits at the door.

But in the end, the woman should have discovered He Ao long ago. As soon as He Ao entered the stairs, the altar above closed automatically. He Ao had actually looked carefully and found that there were no automatic sensors around, so someone must have been operating it behind the scenes.

In a sense, this was an 'invitation' for He Ao to go deeper into the subject.

The problem is that this 'invitation' wasn't very 'polite'.

In a normal invitation, the host should come out to greet the guest upon arrival to show goodwill.

However, the 'owner' of this underground library has remained hidden deep within the library, never showing up or even making a sound.

If the other party does not welcome He Ao, they should close the altar when they first unlocked the mechanism, or directly close the deepest bright red door to 'reject' He Ao.

This ambiguous attitude of friend and foe made He Ao feel a sense of crisis, after all, he almost died in his first official instance at the hands of the dancer who also 'attracted' him.

So instead of walking straight in the direction that attracted him, he walked and stopped intermittently.

If someone recklessly rushes in and finds themselves in a trap instead of a warm welcome, that would be quite embarrassing.

He didn't close the door, and he stood on the edge of the bookshelf so that he could rush out at any time. The altar wasn't heavy, and he could easily break through it with a little effort.

While stopping in front of each bookshelf, he would also activate his super memory to scan the surroundings for traps.

He would run away at the slightest sign of trouble.

The reason he didn't run away right away was because the books on the bookshelf were indeed attractive, he was genuinely curious, and he hadn't noticed any obvious signs of a trap along the way.

If even Super Memory can't detect the traps set by the other side, then whether He Ao runs away or not is actually not very meaningful.

Several times, He Ao wanted to just rush in, regardless of the consequences, and fight the person deepest inside.

But he suppressed them all.

He wasn't naturally that irritable, so he had reason to suspect that the 'warrior' was influencing his personality.

When extraordinary individuals use talent sequences, they also

Influenced by the talent sequence.

This journey has actually been a silent struggle between He Ao and this woman.

Whoever takes the initiative to approach the other first will be at a disadvantage in terms of momentum.

Of course, He Ao never intended to actively seek out the target at the deepest part of this library from the very beginning.

After passing this D-shaped bookshelf, he wouldn't go to the bookshelves behind it; instead, he would turn around and run away.

Go out and try to find out more about the other party.

If the other party has indeed set a trap deep inside, these bookshelves filled with various rare books are the bait to lure the curious cat into the trap.

After all, anyone who managed to find their way here and discover this mechanism must have a strong sense of curiosity.

However, as a competent prey, He Ao knew very well that he could leave once the bait was mostly eaten.

Just like a clever fish will eat most of the bait on the hook, leaving the empty hook for the angler.

Therefore, He Ao cannot lose this match no matter what.

If the other party intends to harm him and has set a trap at the deepest point, he will take the bait and run away.

If the other party doesn't intend to harm him but simply wants to intimidate him for some reason, then He Ao's actions will force the other party to come out and meet him.

Of course, the other party could also keep quiet and refuse to come out to see He Ao.

He Ao won't lose out by acquiring the knowledge from the bookshelf.

From the moment He Ao discovered the underground library, the other party was put on the defensive.

Judging from the layout of this library, it seems that the owner did not consider the possibility of outsiders breaking in. Apart from the vengeful spirit on the door, there was basically no defense.

However, this line of thinking is also reasonable. In a city with a strong religious atmosphere, who would bother to spin a 300-pound cross in a remote corner of a small church?

However, from the beginning until now, the other party has not launched an attack on He Ao, so He Ao is not sure whether the other party is friend or foe.

Even now that the other party has fully revealed themselves, He Ao has not completely let his guard down.

He ran his hand over the books on the shelf and asked softly, "Do you have any recommendations?"

At the same time, he used his divine sense to scan the woman beside him.

The woman's energy was exceptionally powerful. Her usually invincible divine sense was now obscured by the dense energy, making it impossible to fully see the movement of energy within her body.

Increasing the amount of divine sense used should allow him to see more clearly, but divine sense is a consumable. He Ao only has three divine senses in total, and after using them for so long, the first one has already been used up by more than half.

Instead of increasing the power of his divine sense to investigate the woman, he withdrew it.

Based on the current situation, he had already roughly guessed the woman's strength.

Even a top-tier C-level berserker can easily see through a woman's divine sense. The fact that a woman's divine sense cannot see through her can only mean that she is even stronger than a berserker.

Grade B!

Moreover, it is a powerful existence even among B-class.

This was the second time he had come so close to a real B-rank. The last time, when he had just been promoted, Ai Nuoan was probably far inferior to the beautiful woman in a wheelchair beside him who was blind.

He Ao's heart skipped a beat, but the 'warrior's' powerful physical control prevented him from making any unexpected moves, and he continued to select books.

The appearance of a household registration.

Although the B-rank boss next to him was a blind woman, he didn't know if she had any other 'eyes'.

The situation in Rock City is getting increasingly complicated.

In a small city like this, a Class B rating should be the highest level of support.

Judging from the combat capabilities of the city's defense commanders, Rock City probably only has one or two B-level commanders.

He actually met one here.