Life Dungeon Game

This question was actually a test of Wright's attitude towards the mayor. If Wright hadn't made any preparations beforehand, he certainly wouldn't have released this information about the mayor immediately. Wright would have had to instruct his subordinates to collect it.

If Wright produced these documents immediately, it would prove that he did have some thoughts about the mayor.

It's difficult to change someone's mindset, but it's easy to go along with their existing thoughts and push them further.

He Ao put down his coffee cup and glanced at the quiet city outside. In a corner of the street, several homeless people were huddled together around a nearly burnt-out brazier for warmth.

"According to the Federal City Defense Army Law, the city defense army of a fortified city has the obligation to protect the city from attacks by alien beasts and high-intensity life forms outside the city."

He turned back to look at Wright, bringing the coffee cup to his lips again. "I heard that Mr. Albert isn't from Rock City; he's from the South."

The so-called high-intensity life form is a powerful superhuman.

There is a priority system for dealing with superhumans. If the superhuman is within the city, the local police department and the FBI take the lead. Only if these two departments clearly state that they cannot handle the situation will the city defense forces be invited to intervene.

This is also an extension of the city's defense forces' practice of not interfering in the city's internal operations.

If the superhuman comes from outside the city, the city defense forces and the FBI have the highest priority in dealing with them.

However, most of the time the city defense forces are unwilling to cause trouble for themselves, and they are not comfortable directly entering the city to intervene, so they default to letting the FBI handle it.

Wright understood what Heo meant; if he intervened to stop Albert at the appropriate time, it would indeed be within the rules.

He smiled and fell into a brief moment of thought, while Heo calmly watched him.

After about two minutes, he smiled and nodded, "Do you have any other plans?"

This is agreed.

He Ao breathed a sigh of relief.

The two chatted for a while longer before getting up and walking out of the coffee shop.

As they passed by the group of homeless people, He Ao bought some coal and handed it to them.

Wright watched his movements without saying a word, and the two walked further in until they reached the end of the street.

“Oh, by the way,” Heo looked up at Wright as they parted, “the West Prison outside the West City…”

“West Prison is doing very well now,” Wright said, giving Heo a meaningful look.

"The warden over there is an old acquaintance of mine. He used to be the police chief of Rock City, but he offended too many people and was sent to West Prison."

"Life of the prisoners in prison"

"That's not bad either. Although their government subsidies have long since stopped, they've now established an internal factory. They work eight hours a day, and all their earnings go towards prison construction. They live a more comfortable life than most people in this city, so you don't need to worry."

"call--"

He Ao breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Then I'm relieved."

West Prison is where Nell's third brother was imprisoned. It is the only public prison in Rock City and the first prison to lose its municipal subsidies.

This prison, built outside the high walls, is more dangerous than other prisons in the city, so the mining consortium didn't have good intentions when they sent the third brother to West Prison.

However, it now seems that it is precisely because he is outside the high walls that the Indian brother is far from the center of the storm.

Good fortune or misfortune?

When Heo asked about the situation at West Prison, besides showing concern for his third brother, he was also sending a signal to Wright that he was a sentimental person.

When he first made the call, Heo did not hide his identity. Wright could not have been unaware of his identity and naturally knew that his third brother was imprisoned in West Prison.

Based on current intelligence, Wright himself is a very sentimental person.

People with similar characteristics often have a natural advantage in terms of trustworthiness.

The third brother is in West Prison outside West City, and West City is Wright's sphere of influence.

In a sense, the third brother, who is currently in prison, has the attributes of a hostage.

Although He Ao estimated that Wright was unlikely to take his brother hostage, Wright must have thought of the hostage situation. This was equivalent to He Ao giving him a weakness, which would increase his trust in Wright.

Through this back and forth, Wright's favor and trust increased, allowing Heo to make contact with Simon and Wilderness, who were under Wright's control.

At the end of the road, the two parted ways.

-

"Sister, why didn't you ask for their contact information just now?"

The waitress's face was flushed as she asked in a low voice.

"Here."

The blonde cashier gestured with her lips, opened her bracelet, and projected a photo in front of the waitress.

It was a somewhat immature young man, and below it was written a reward of 200,000.

The waitress was taken aback, wondering why the cashier had shown her the photo.

After a while, she could barely make out that the young man in the photo looked about seven or eight parts like the handsome young man she had just met.

The only difference is in temperament.

The handsome young man exuded a cold yet slightly crazy aura, and it was this unique temperament that made her think he was 'handsome'. The young man in the photo, on the other hand, was just an ordinary young man, somewhat immature, with a shy smile.

"This is···?"

The waitress looked up and asked tentatively.

"should be!"

The cashier put away the wristband and gave the answer.

"Then what did you do just now, sister...?"

The waitress seemed conflicted and confused.

“My little girl,” the cashier looked up at the roaring stove across the street, surrounded by homeless people.

"In this world, some money can be earned, and some money cannot be earned."

The waitress nodded, seemingly understanding.

She couldn't understand these reasons, but she wasn't going to report that handsome young man.

elder brother.

She thought the guy was a good person.

Bad people don't say thank you, especially not twice.

-

After leaving Ximen, He Ao followed the list given to him by the old foreman and contacted some of the miners' mutual aid association members.

Some of them are being relentlessly pursued by the Ice Wolf Gang, some are hiding in the city, and some have even completely lost contact.

The city is becoming increasingly chaotic, and it's becoming difficult for members of the miners' mutual aid society to leave. The mayor has issued an order strictly prohibiting any suspicious miners from leaving the city.

Heo brought them together and rescued some of the mutual aid society members who had been arrested.

Then they disguised themselves as a caravan and, through Wright's connections, left the city via the West Gate.

With cities becoming increasingly chaotic, the wilderness is actually safer.

Most of the influential miners in the Miners' Mutual Aid Association are still working in the mines in the wilderness, since no matter what the mayor does, the mining conglomerates will still have to start operations.

These departing miners will contact members of the miners' mutual aid association who are still working in the mines.

After seeing the miners off, Heo went to the Rock City Library and searched through all the books on every floor, from A to Z, eventually finding some printed books about the mayoral election.

Once the mayor of a fortress city or the president of the federation is elected, there will definitely be many sycophants who will follow suit and publish several biographies of the current mayor or president, or books praising the mayor's wisdom and prowess.

The former mayor of Dawn City, Vent, already had many 'biographies'.

These sycophants are unstoppable; even if the mayor forbids them from doing it, they'll still manage to produce a few copies.

So even though there was no information online, He Ao still managed to find a biography of the current mayor in a corner of the library. This biography wasn't even in the materials Wright had given him, and it was possible that the copy sent here was the only one available.

It seems that this book was only published in a few copies, and may not have even been officially sold before it was banned by the mayor.

Judging from the ruthless methods of this mayor, this sycophant who wrote the biography should be almost in kindergarten by now.

The more a mayor tries to bury something, the more it proves that there is important information in what he is trying to cover up.

By the time He Ao found the biography, night had fallen again.

Instead of reading in the library, he left and went to a place that held many fond memories for Nell.

Church school.

It was here that Nell was given the black cross by the priest, and because of that cross, he 'bought' an old sword tainted by the God of War in the craft shop.

Night had fallen, and the church school was quiet. The students here were all day students, and after school, only an old security guard was dozing at the school gate.

He contacted the new priest in charge of the church school and, under the guise of donating money and visiting, entered the school with the new priest's guidance.

Everything here feels so familiar.

The priest slowly recounted the history of the church school, explaining how many children it had provided a path to success for.

As He Ao listened, he went straight into the cathedral in the center of the school. Passing through the cathedral, he reached the library of this church school.

The library doesn't have many books.

However, there are many children's books.

Neil's family couldn't afford a smart bracelet, and most of the students studying here don't have one either.

These brightly colored children's books are one of their few sources of joy.

The time Nell spent studying at the church school was the happiest time of his life.

He Ao's fingers traced the slightly rusty 'Z' on the bookshelf at the entrance of the library, his gaze sweeping over the somewhat old children's books on the shelf.

“This library was built by my former priest. They received a donation and used it to build this library. This library has brought many wonderful memories to the children.”

The somewhat chubby priest explained.

"Ah."

He Ao nodded slightly.

This library was built during Nell's first year of school, and Nell squatted down and watched as the workers filled the bookshelves with books.

"Can I stay here for a while?"