Life Dungeon Game

The old foreman's eyebrows drooped, and his mood was unreadable.

"Old man, back then I took that knife for you guys, and I walked around the gates of hell. Suddenly I realized that revenge, resistance against oppression, none of them matter as much as my own life, none of them matter as much as living a carefree life."

"Now I am a superhuman, I have wealth and honor, I can sleep with countless women, and I have endless money."

Yaz spat.

"Why are you guys still such a coward after ten years?"

"Isn't it because what you're doing is inherently unreasonable? If you work for me, I won't get any benefits, and I might even die. Who the hell would work for you?"

"Since you don't want your lives, you might as well give them to me as a ladder to wealth and glory."

His words made everyone around him look rather unpleasant.

"That kid Allen is really your dog. I advised him to abandon the darkness and embrace the light."

He actually refused to die.

“Tell him he sent you false information. He actually crawled over there with his arms and legs broken, trying to warn you. Forgive me for being blunt, but I’ve never seen such a stupid person.”

He scoffed, looking at He Ao with bloodshot eyes fixed on He Ao's calm face. "You started your move the moment I made my move. You guessed it? How did you guess it?"

He knew He Ao was very capable, so he kept his eyes on He Ao. When he made his move, He Ao had already taken a step. However, he saw that He Ao's steps were heading towards the middle-aged woman, and thought that he had fooled He Ao.

As a result, He Ao turned around and instantly appeared in front of him.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that he didn't react for a moment. Now that he's come to his senses, he realizes that He Ao had noticed his movements from the very beginning and was toying with him.

However, He Ao, who acted almost simultaneously with him, most likely knew from the beginning that he was the mole.

The old foreman could understand that He Ao was the newcomer who had just arrived, but he couldn't quite grasp the situation.

"Your acting is terrible."

He shrugged, indifferent.

Yaz's expression froze, and he suddenly pulled another dagger from his waist. "I'll see if you're as good as the rumors say."

He Ao glanced at him, placed his other hand on his waist, drew his sword, swung it, and sheathed it.

All the people saw was a flash of red sword light across the sky, so fast that no shadow could be caught.

The young man, Yaz, froze, staring at Heo in disbelief as his body was sliced ​​in two at an angle from the side and fell to the ground.

He Ao was actually a little confused.

If he wanted to 'test' his skills, he could be more serious about a C-rank assassin, but this guy's body was only that of a D-rank assassin. It's really hard to know where he got the courage.

At that moment, the middle-aged woman was also rushed up and pinned down by the people around her, struggling frantically.

He Ao looked up at her, activated his super memory, and used mental interference to shatter the purple shadow attached to her soul. Her body went limp and she collapsed to the ground.

The middle-aged woman herself was not the problem; she was simply being controlled by some kind of special ability.

"This guy died too easily."

Ivo walked over and kicked the corpse on the ground while cursing.

The old foreman stood to the side, silent.

"He's not dead."

He Ao shook his head, squatted down, and reached out to pinch Yaz's cheek. He pinched off a thick layer of mud-like substance, revealing the true face of the corpse, a man who resembled Yaz in appearance.

The man's face was stiff, indicating he had been dead for some time.

He Ao searched inside his body again and found a blood bag that had already drained.

Yaz must have killed an assassin who looked like him, taken control of his body, and then found a master of disguise to disguise the body as himself.

That master of disguise must also be an extraordinary person. He Ao had previously encountered a 'makeup artist' who could roughly change other people's appearances.

He had prepared that bag of blood long ago, to verify his 'living' identity at a critical moment.

but

This kind of 'disguise' is not a complete change of appearance, so there are still flaws, which is why He Ao just felt something was wrong.

This flaw appears exceptionally obvious under the observation of hypermemory.

The extraordinary ability to manipulate corpses must exist, and there are quite a few. The gravedigger that He Ao once met could manipulate corpses, and the puppet crystal ball he obtained from the gravedigger could even directly turn people into puppets.

Controlling a middle-aged woman to suddenly go mad must also be a kind of extraordinary ability, but it's unknown whether it comes from Az himself or some kind of extraordinary tool.

However, this kind of manipulation is also easily detected by Hypermemory.

Of course, there is another possibility: someone else may have controlled the corpse and disguised it as Yaz.

However, Heo is more inclined to believe that the mastermind is Yaz himself. Without anyone's memories, it would be very difficult to pretend to be normal in front of familiar people you see every day without being noticed.

He Ao has a deep understanding of this.

And this was in front of someone as meticulous as the old foreman.

This situation was unexpected by everyone. Yaz became a superhuman, and the kind of superhuman who looked evil and could control corpses.

To avoid being exposed and caught, he killed other people to act as his doubles.

A moment of silence fell over everyone.

"If this person isn't Yaz, then where is Yaz?"

Ivo asked the question that was on everyone's mind.

"That could be the worst-case scenario."

He Ao sighed.

“Little brother, don’t talk like that,” Ivo scratched his head. “You’re making me feel like we didn’t have the same mother.”

His words immediately captured the attention of everyone around him, breaking the previously somber atmosphere.

These two brothers seem to have a rather large difference in intelligence...

In an instant, a thought flashed through everyone's mind.

“Maybe Mom ate well when she was pregnant with me,” He Ao shrugged. “Brother, give up. Some things you’re not born with, and you’ll never have.”

"How dare you speak to your brother like that?"

Ivo snorted and was about to use the same trick as before to pull He's face, but He's grabbed his hand.

The brothers' playful fighting eased the previously tense atmosphere.

Just then, the old foreman's smart bracelet vibrated. He picked up the bracelet, and his expression darkened.

Chapter 376 Encirclement and Suppression (Two chapters combined into one, please subscribe, add to your favorites, and request monthly subscriptions)

The old foreman's expression changed quickly, returning to normal almost instantly.

He Ao glanced at the old foreman; he was the only one among the crowd who noticed the change in the old foreman's expression.

Of the six people who just arrived, the young man is the mole, and the middle-aged woman has been controlled and has fainted.

Only the He brothers, the old foreman, and the middle-aged man remained.

The old foreman put down his bracelet and looked at the crowd, saying, "The combined forces of the mining consortium's mercenaries and the city defense army are on their way. They should be able to reach the church in ten minutes at most."

"what?"

The one who reacted the most was the middle-aged man, Watson. He looked at the old foreman and asked, "Didn't we set up secret sentries along the way? How come it's so fast?"

“Our ‘eyes’ have been bypassed.”

The old foreman said softly.

“How did they know the location of our ‘eyes’?” he said, then suddenly realized what was happening, looked at the corpse on the ground, and cursed fiercely, “Yaz, that traitor.”

"Watson, go and contact those key junior officers now, gather everyone in the church, and go to the small pond at the very back."

The old foreman spoke calmly; everyone else present could panic, but he alone could not.

"it is good!"

Watson nodded emphatically.

Although he was originally going to go with the old foreman to see Ilya, things were urgent at the moment, and he couldn't worry about that anymore.

After settling Watson in, the old foreman looked at Ivo and said, "Ivo, you stay with Watson."

"it is good!"

Ivo nodded emphatically, then subconsciously looked at Heo.

“Nell is coming with me to see that lady; we need her help with this matter.”

The old foreman said slowly.

He didn't tell anyone Ilya's name, only referring to her as 'that lady'.

Ivo looked at his younger brother, unsure what to say. His brother was smarter and stronger than him. He gently patted his brother's shoulder and whispered, "Be careful."

“Hmm,” He Ao nodded gently and said slowly, “Don’t be too impulsive when you encounter problems.”

"Don't worry, I'm very careful."

Ivo laughed.

He looked up at Ivo, and it was unclear where his confidence came from.

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The two brothers parted ways, and He Ao followed the old foreman deeper into the church.

Ilya's maid led the way from a distance, without uttering a word. She had also stood at a distance and watched the entire incident of catching the mole without making any comments.

So quiet it didn't even seem like a living person.

He Ao glanced at the maid's retreating figure, then turned to the old foreman beside him and asked slowly, "Are there any B-level people among those who came?"

Based on He Ao's performance last night, even if more C-level players come, they might just be easy prey.

The mining consortium's aggressive move likely stems from their confidence in suppressing He Ao's power, which is most likely that of a B-level individual.