Life Dungeon Game

A gentle, clear voice came from beside me.

It was Liu Nan; usually, only she would cause such a commotion.

He Ao looked up and glanced at his side.

Today, Liu Nan wore a beige knitted sweater with a light brown plaid skirt, and a delicate brown bow tie around her fair neck.

Her hair was permed into soft waves, which accentuated her bright face with a touch of maturity.

A mature hairstyle paired with preppy clothing creates a unique blend of innocence and allure.

At this moment, some students, both boys and girls, still had their eyes on Liu Nan.

Liu Nan seemed to have gotten used to such stares.

However, He Ao's gaze did not linger on her. He merely glanced at her, confirmed it was Liu Nan, and then returned to his book. "What's different?"

Well... how should I put it...

Liu Nan sat down.

She used to sit between Yuan Nannan and He Ao, but now that Yuan Nannan is copying homework next to He Ao, she has moved to sit on the other side of He Ao.

She took out her water glass, unscrewed the lid, tilted her head, and seemed to be thinking and organizing her thoughts.

After a moment, she looked up at He Ao and said slowly, "She's become more approachable."

“+1 upstairs”

Yuan Nannan, who was copying homework nearby, quickly chimed in, "I used to think you were a ruthless killer."

"now what?"

He looked at her.

“Now…” Yuan Nannan paused for a moment, as if thinking, “Now I’m at least a ruthless killer who doesn’t blink an eye when he kills.”

“No, actually I kill without blinking an eye,” He Ao corrected her, his aura gradually turning cold. “I specialize in killing people who say I kill without blinking an eye.”

"what?"

Yuan Nannan, who was frantically copying, paused for a moment, then looked up at He Ao, whose face was icy cold.

She carefully picked up the homework book.

"Are you kidding me?"

She looked at He Ao's increasingly cold face.

"Is that right?"

Poor thing, weak, helpless, and he hadn't even finished copying his homework.

At this moment, Yuan Nannan finally recalled the fear that had been dominated by He Ao's terrifying legends.

She had even heard rumors that Heo ate children.

Watching Yuan Nannan shrink further and further away, He Ao's face was icy, and his tone was cold.

"Yes"

"puff--"

Liu Nan, who was drinking water nearby, immediately spat it out, splashing water all over the table.

Then he hurriedly looked for tissues to wipe the table.

He Ao casually took a pack of tissues from his bag under the table and handed it to her.

"Wow!!!"

Yuan Nannan, who thought she was going to die, suddenly felt a sense of relief at surviving. "He Ao, don't scare me like that."

“I’m not scary,” Heo shook his head, “there are things that are much scarier.”

He gestured with his lips, indicating that Yuan Nannan should look towards the door.

The teaching assistant is walking in from outside the classroom.

"OMG!!!"

Yuan Nannan slammed her workbook onto the table again and began frantically copying away once more.

He Ao smiled and looked back at the desktop.

At that moment, his phone screen lit up, displaying a message sent to him by Yang De through the research institute's software.

Did you hear that strange 'sound' just now?

I went to the hospital this afternoon, which delayed me a bit. The doctor told me to adjust my sleep schedule...emmm.

That should be the only chapter tonight. I'll get up early tomorrow to write more.

Chapter 400 The Verola (Long Chapter, Please Subscribe, Add to Favorites, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

After class...

"Hey, did you see that video?"

Which video?

"It's that video of the train over the sea that's all the rage online right now."

"Ahhh, that video of the train running on the sea? I've seen it. It's just special effects, or maybe it's a trailer for a movie. You can't even see the tracks below. How could there really be a train running on the sea?"

"Maybe the railway tracks are hidden? His angle just happened to be in that blind spot where the tracks aren't visible..."

"That's possible..."

People around him walked by talking amongst themselves, and He Ao began to pack up his books.

"Shall we go have lunch together later?"

As Liu Nan packed up the books, she asked softly.

"There's a meeting later, from the research institute."

He Ao glanced at his phone and slung his backpack over his shoulder.

"it is good!"

Liu Nan nodded without saying anything more.

After the three said their goodbyes, He Ao walked out of the classroom, casually opened the research institute's software, and then took out his earphones and put them on.

The software interface is displaying the chat history between Yang De and himself.

Are you free at midnight? Let's talk on the phone.

This was the message Yang De sent him after he replied that he had also heard the strange sound.

Of course, Yang De originally wanted to call him, but he said he had something to do, so Yang De changed it to midnight.

Judging from Yang De's reaction, the matter was quite urgent, so he didn't say much.

get out of class ended at 11:30, and that half hour was enough time for him to walk home.

When He Ao got downstairs in the apartment building, he was surprised to find a middle-aged man standing downstairs.

When the man saw him return, he hurried over and said, "Xiao Ao."

"Brother Fang, what's wrong? Is Grandpa Fang feeling better?"

He Ao greeted him with a smile.

Grandpa Fang is an old man who sells noodles at the entrance of the community. He has taken good care of He Ao since he was a child. Previously, he fell into a coma because he was tainted by some twisted aura by a crazy superhuman. He Ao used corpse flower mixed with water to barely save the old man.

Actually, when I think about it carefully, it was only about a week ago, but now it seems like a long time has passed.

"Much better, I'll be discharged this afternoon,"

Fang Cheng also smiled and looked at He Ao, "We originally planned to stay for a couple more days for observation, but the old man didn't want to stay in the hospital. After discussing it, we brothers decided to take him to the city to live."

“That’s good. Grandpa Fang is getting old and needs someone to take care of him.”

He Ao nodded slightly, then prepared to walk past Fang Cheng upstairs. "If there's nothing else, I'll go up first."

"Hey, Xiao Ao," Fang Cheng called out quickly, stuffing a roll of banknotes he was holding into He Ao's hand.

"Your medicine really works. We don't know how much you made it for, but we can't let you lose money..."

“It’s alright,” He Ao waved his hand with a smile, “Without Grandpa Fang, I might have starved to death when I was a child.”

With a gentle block, Fang Cheng felt as if a thick wall had blocked his movements. By the time he realized what was happening, He Ao had already disappeared from his sight.

-

After getting rid of Fang Cheng, He Ao went upstairs. Just as he inserted the key into the door, Yang De called.

"Hey."

He Ao answered the phone while opening the door.

"Mercenaries?" the voice on the other end of the phone asked softly. "Can you hear me clearly?"

"can."

He Ao responded and locked the door.

"That's how it is," Yang De said directly, without any formalities.

"At around 8 a.m. this morning, Central Earth time, everyone at the C level and above in the research institute 'heard' a strange sound. The sound heard by each person was different, but the effect seemed to be similar."

"The sound was very soft, but it seemed to easily evoke some of our most primal emotions. Just now, two of our injured colleagues almost lost control when they heard it."

"How are you doing there?"

"I'm fine here, it's basically not affected."

He Ao answered calmly and sat down in a chair in the living room.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that C-level beings in the main world cannot hear such babbling, unlike the extraordinary beings in the dungeon world who have been under the influence of these babblings since their advancement and have gradually developed a habit of them.

Although these whispers are soft, their incessant murmurs can easily drive a person insane.