Life Dungeon Game

She turned her head away, wiped her eyes with her hand, and then quickly turned back. "Anyway, you should rest for a while. After practicing your breathing method, I feel much better. I can keep watch during the first half of the night. I'll call you if anything happens."

He looked at his daughter's face and smiled gently. He patted her head and said, "My Annie has grown up."

“I’ve already told you that touching someone’s head will make them stupid,” Annie pouted. “I’m sixteen now, of course I’m all grown up, I can even take my driver’s test.”

He Ao smiled, leaned back on the soft sofa, and slowly closed his eyes.

As his body relaxed, a tremendous feeling of fatigue washed over him.

This time the fatigue was slightly less than the last time because he had restrained himself from using his super memory most of the time, but the intense exhaustion from overdrawing his body still left him momentarily unable to move.

Annie looked at her father, who was fast asleep on the sofa beside her and was still snoring, and sighed.

She got up and laboriously laid her father's body completely down on the sofa. Then she took a blanket from the inner room and covered her father with it.

A light rain began to fall outside, the raindrops pattering softly against the top of the tent.

In the middle of the night, He Ao opened his eyes and woke up from his deep sleep.

This was the first good night's sleep he had since the mission began. Although he still retained some of his body's sensitivity to the outside world and hadn't fallen into a deep sleep, his mental state had indeed recovered quite well.

He glanced at Annie, who was propping her face up in a daze, and smiled.

The little girl's bracelet was on the table; it had already run out of battery from playing with it.

He waved his hand in front of his daughter's eyes a few times before Aini suddenly realized what was happening. She sat up abruptly and stared blankly at He Ao. "Dad, you're awake?"

"Go back and get some sleep."

He Ao smiled.

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He told Aini to go back to her room and sleep, while he took out the instant coffee the middle-aged man had prepared for him and made himself a cup.

The rain was still falling outside, and He Ao sipped his coffee slowly, listening to the sound of the rain.

As the first rays of morning sunlight streamed through the tent window, the closed curtain was slowly pushed open, and the middle-aged man who had brought He Ao in yesterday looked at He Ao with a deep gaze.

“Mr. Pete, the chieftain wants to see you.”

Chapter 439 The Legend of the Fountain of Youth (Long Chapter)

He Ao glanced at the middle-aged man and raised his hand to indicate that he should wait a moment.

Then he went into the inner room and woke up Annie, who was sleeping.

Looking at her father's face, Annie was a little confused at first. She wanted to be a little more coquettish and stay in bed a little longer, but when she saw the tents around her, she gradually remembered what had happened yesterday.

Then she jumped up from the bed with a start.

Now that the place is different, she can no longer stay in bed in peace.

There were no toiletries available, so the girl simply wiped her face, tied her messy, frizzy hair into a ponytail, and followed He Ao out the door.

The middle-aged man waited quietly outside.

He also knew that Heo didn't completely trust them, which was normal in the wilderness. If Heo wasn't wary at all, he would suspect that Heo was a liar.

He then followed him deeper into the camp. As they passed by, the wandering wilderness dwellers around them watched them with curiosity.

The houses where these wilderness wanderers live are all very similar, basically wooden huts of the same shape.

However, there is one wooden house that is quite special. It is located in the very center of the entire camp, covering an area equivalent to five or six small wooden houses. It is roughly circular, and the outermost layer of wood is painted with some simple white paint, making it look somewhat magnificent and solemn. It is the most attractive building in the entire camp.

However, the middle-aged man did not lead He Ao into the wooden house, but instead led him to the innermost part of the camp, in front of a simple wooden house leaning against the cliff.

The door to the wooden cabin was ajar, as if it were waiting for guests.

The middle-aged man did not push open the door, but stood at the doorway and gestured for He Ao to enter.

He Ao glanced at the half-open door in front of him. Through the faint crack in the door, he could see that the light inside was rather dim.

He gently reached out, placed his hand on the wooden door, and pushed it open.

The cabin was simply decorated with a few small wooden chairs and a simple long wooden table. Behind the table sat an old man with half-white hair and beard and a face full of wrinkles.

The old man had his eyes half-closed and his hands on his lap, seemingly asleep.

The middle-aged man seemed to be used to this situation. He raised his hand to gesture for He Ao to come in, then stood at the door and turned to look outside.

Aini glanced around with some confusion, but she didn't say anything, just stood quietly behind He Ao.

He Ao lifted his leg, stepped over the door, and entered the wooden house.

Annie followed him inside.

creak-

The middle-aged man behind him reached out and closed the wooden door.

The old man sitting at the very back slowly opened his eyes.

"Hello, guests from afar, please have a seat."

His voice was very old, as if he were on his deathbed, and he spoke very slowly, carrying the air of old age.

"Hello."

He Ao nodded and sat down in the chair.

Annie sat behind him.

“I have heard your story, and it is indeed amazing, but I really can’t think of anything here that could attract you.”

The old man spoke slowly, but he enunciated each word clearly.

Actually, saying that implies a hint that you should ask them to leave.

For the family of wilderness wanderers, the next

It is very dangerous to accept people with unknown identities.

The Andavi family has already done more than enough by allowing Heo to rest for one night; at this point, someone who knows the proper etiquette should prepare to take his leave.

Of course, they don't have to leave immediately. Most of the strong people who arrive unexpectedly can choose to leave descendants in the family. This is also one of the ways that wilderness wanderer families absorb excellent genes from outside.

However, He Ao didn't come here just to rest for the night. He raised his head, looked at the old man, and asked slowly, "I've heard that the Andavi family guards a legend about the Fountain of Youth."

“That’s just a simple legend,” the old man said slowly. “Many wilderness wanderers in this wilderness know it, and I can tell it to you if you would like.”

"Appreciate further details."

He Ao straightened up, making a gesture of listening attentively.

"Legend has it that long ago, before any cities were built in this wilderness, a huge earthquake struck. The earthquake created a fissure, from which milky white liquid gushed out, forming a spring."

The old man slowly recounted, "At first, the people around didn't know what these springs were. They thought it was the blood flowing from the earth, and because it was pure white, they felt it was related to the sky, so they believed it was the blood of the sky and the earth."

"From the moment this spring was born, it has continuously attracted all living things around it. People living around the spring have become exceptionally long-lived, so people began to believe that it has the ability to make people live forever. The reputation of the Fountain of Youth gradually spread, and this is the legend of the Fountain of Youth."

"Can this Fountain of Youth really grant immortality?"

He asked softly.

The old man raised his wrinkled eyelids, glanced at He Ao, and then slowly said, "Yes."

"Ok?"

He looked at him.

He detected a certain certainty in the old man's tone.

“In the legends passed down through our generations, drinking from the Fountain of Youth can grant immortality,” the old man said slowly. “However, immortality does not necessarily mean that one is human.”

"Not necessarily a person?"

"That's our legend, and I don't know how to interpret this statement."

The old man said slowly, "If the guests like our family, they can wander around the camp for a while longer."

After saying that, he closed his eyes again and stopped talking.

creak-

The wooden door was pushed open again, and the middle-aged man stood in the doorway, looking at He Ao and Aini sitting inside. "Mr. Pete, shall I show you around the village?"

The wooden house wasn't soundproof; the middle-aged man outside must have heard their conversation perfectly clearly.

"it is good."

He Ao glanced at the old man, and without delay, stood up.

He had a feeling that the old man definitely knew more about the Fountain of Youth, but the reason the old man wasn't saying anything was simply because he hadn't offered anything that could move the old man.

To find out what can move someone, you must first understand their needs.

The middle-aged man was somewhat surprised by his cooperation, but he still led He Ao out of the wooden house and began the tour.

He Ao walked quietly beside the middle-aged man, listening to his introduction.

This middle-aged man should be a Class D superhuman. The fact that the Andavi family was able to let He Ao in suggests that they were confident they could control him.

After all, judging from the young man's description, He Ao was just a sharpshooter.

Sharpshooters without powerful sniper rifles are powerless when facing superhumans at close range.

After that young man was taken away, he was probably questioned about having sex with someone all night, and he probably told everything he could.

However, judging from the middle-aged man's confidence, there must be other hidden methods in this camp. Even if He Ao concealed his strength, they were confident in dealing with him.

He Ao followed the middle-aged man's steps and walked forward.

The camp wasn't large, but it was small yet complete.

The Andavi family has developed a clear division of labor: professional hunters, professional butchers, and professional bakers.

The entire family didn't rely entirely on manual labor; Heo saw many assembly line machines produced in the fortress city.

The Andavi family disassembled the automated machinery on these large assembly lines, keeping only the portable parts, and then replaced the conveyor belts and machinery with human labor, successfully maintaining the normal operation of some basic factories such as slaughterhouses and garment factories.

Automation has been transformed into semi-automation, but the ability to withstand risks has increased.

The challenge lies in training a group of skilled workers who can operate machinery proficiently.