Life Dungeon Game

The next step is to become a non-human angel.

Lin Chichi was brought back to her senses by Jin Ya's voice. She glanced blankly at Qi Zhou, took a deep breath, and followed Jin Ya out of the dining car.

Before everyone had left, the entire dining car was gradually enveloped in complete darkness.

boom--

A hand wearing a white glove slammed down on the food counter.

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One cubicle door after another was closed.

Kim Ah also closed her cubicle door.

The countdown in front of the door ended again.

That time it was seven hours and ten minutes, and the part that was not finished during the free time was also counted outside.

Jin Ya sat on the floor below the bed, quietly watching the door to the cubicle.

I took a gamble based on my own guess.

If my guess is wrong, I will be eliminated when I pass through the tunnel, and all the remaining good people will lose their lives.

If my guess is wrong, the last period of free time was when everything began.

I took a deep breath and quietly waited for the moment to arrive.

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Lin Chichi glanced at the countdown hanging in front of the door, took another deep breath, and smiled.

You walked to the shelf in the cubicle, picked up a dark drawing board from under the shelf, with a pencil embedded in it.

The drawing board and pencil are disposable; those are your tools.

'Divination Board'

You can perform a 'divination' and ask a question to the 'gods' in the unseen world.

For that question, you would answer 'yes' or 'no'.

You can only ask once during the entire game; the drawing board will become unusable before you ask it.

You stand facing the car window, holding a drawing board, with the board resting against your stomach, and a pencil in your hand, without the slightest hesitation.

Finally, you smiled, picked up your pen, and finished writing the question on the canvas.

The question was slowly written out, the drawing board vibrated, and an answer gradually appeared above the question.

The answer appeared normally and quickly, changing from faint ink marks to muddy characters.

The answer was completely silent.

[yes

click -

Suddenly, a heavy sound came from inside the door, the sound of a doorknob turning.

Immediately following was the sound of the lock being unlocked.

The tightly closed cubicle door was hurriedly pushed open.

Five thousand words, ah, I almost didn't make it.

A book dedicated to a fellow book lover:

The title, "This Player Has Some Conscience, But Not Many," is long, but the book is quite good.

His own label is:

The protagonist of the infinite flow genre is decisive and ruthless.

Chapter 411 Unraveling the Mystery, the Real Rules of the Game (Long Chapter, Please Subscribe)

Wislanca International Airport

He followed the signs in Chinese towards the airport exit.

He hadn't gone far when he spotted a cool black convertible sports car parked in the distance.

A middle-aged man wearing a neat jacket and smoking a cigarette was standing by the roadside.

He leaned against the sports car door, raised his wrist to reveal a solid gold mechanical watch, glanced at the time, and seemed to be waiting for someone.

His face was sharply defined, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and his movements naturally revealed a sense of world-weariness and melancholy.

Passersby cast special glances at him.

A beautiful young woman ran over and stood in front of him. "Hello..."

"Feel sorry."

The man shook his head.

He turned his gaze to the back of the girl, where a handsome young man, who looked somewhat immature, slowly walked over.

Seeing his expression, the girl knew she had failed and awkwardly turned and left.

“Minister Yang…” He Ao smiled and shrugged, “You… are quite popular.”

Yang De looked at him, slightly taken aback. He sized He Ao up and down, and asked hesitantly, "A mercenary?"

“Hmm,” He Ao nodded, took out his phone, opened the research institute’s software, and waved his hand lightly, revealing his main screen. “Just call me He Ao.”

"Why did you take your opened food bag?"

Yang De smiled and opened the car door. "Get in."

"After all, it's our first mission, isn't it a bit impolite to bring a paper bag?"

He Ao smiled and got into the car from the other side.

He revealed his identity for two reasons.

Firstly, his information is actually recorded in the research institute, and he is currently in contact with high-level personnel within the institute, who are likely to have access to his information.

Yang De applied to be appointed as the deputy director of the overseas department. The research institute would certainly not allow someone of unknown origin to hold such an important position, so his information had most likely been checked by higher-level decision-makers.

Secrecy is always a relative concept.

Therefore, concealing his identity now is not very meaningful and will only make him appear timid and not open enough.

Instead of waiting for someone else to reveal his identity at some point in the future, it's better to reveal it himself, take control of the pace, and win the favor of his 'new colleagues'. He also now has a certain ability to withstand risks.

Secondly, after this incident, Hao Yi will inevitably be exposed to the public. As a newly emerging C-level talent at the same time, and both of them concealed their identities, it is inevitable that they will be linked together by people with ulterior motives.

By revealing his identity, he can create a clear scenario where two people are in the same place at the same time, which will dispel a lot of irrelevant speculation.

Although the ability to control puppets does exist, few people know about it, and there is no relevant information even within research institutes.

There's a lot of room for maneuver here.

The clearer his overt identity is, the more obscure the puppet's hidden identity becomes.

Of course, once you reveal your identity, it will be much easier to act under that identity in the future.

However, there was one thing he hadn't expected: Yang De, who was serious and earnest on the cruise ship...

Her everyday attire... is so flamboyant.

After this makeover, He Ao felt that Yang De looked much more handsome than before.

It is true that clothes make the man and saddles make the horse.

"You've seen that information too. The next location the Verola will appear is in the uninhabited mountains near Westlanka. Let's go back to the hotel first, and then take a helicopter there later."

As Yang De drove, he glanced at He Ao while smoking a cigarette. "Although I expected you to be young, I didn't expect you to be this young. If you walk around like this, people will think I'm employing child laborers, hahaha."

He seemed very happy. "Later, we'll go back and meet your other two colleagues in the overseas department."

Before He Ao joined, the overseas department had two deputy ministers: one was "Ascetic" Wu Lan, and the other was "Wandering Knight" Ji Po, both of whom were C-level.

With the addition of He Ao, the overseas department has a total of 4 C-level employees, making it the department with the most C-level employees in the entire research institute.

The two quickly returned to the hotel. Yang De had booked a presidential suite on the top floor. As soon as he opened the door, a red-haired figure rushed in.

"Wow, could this little brother be our new vice minister?! Come here and let your big sister give him a hug."

The woman reached out to press He Ao's head into her arms, but He Ao stepped back half a step, causing the woman to miss.

He is not used to socializing, especially this kind of overly familiar socializing.

His long-term solitary life made him resistant to sudden enthusiasm, because those who usually showed him such strong enthusiasm were probably child traffickers when he was young, con artists when he grew up, or salesmen.

Just as He Ao dodged, a huge fist came from the direction he had dodged. He simply reached out and deflected the fist, then took a half step forward, bent his knees slightly, and leaned against the fist's owner, gently bumping into him. The fist's owner was sent flying backward.

All of this happened very quickly, in the blink of an eye.

The red-haired woman stumbled and nearly tumbled down the corridor, but Yang De reached out and grabbed her. The man who threw the punch crashed into the wall and fell to the ground.

"Not bad!"

The man gave a thumbs-up and slowly stood up.

"Old Yang, you've struck gold!"

The red-haired woman returned with a smile, walked to He Ao's side, and extended her hand, "Wu Lan."

"He Ao."

He Ao shook hands with her.

The two men were very gentle, actually testing He Ao's skills. Therefore, He Ao's counterattacks against them were also mild, stopping short of serious injury.

"Ji Po".

The man who had flown away also came over.

At this moment, He Ao suddenly noticed that Wu Lan was holding his hand and hadn't let go for quite a while.

With a flick of his fingers, he silently broke free from Wu Lan's hand, like a nimble snake, and then shook hands with Ji Po with utmost naturalness.