Life Dungeon Game

"I was an ordinary person growing up. I went to a mediocre middle school and a mediocre university. My grades were always below average. I wasn't handsome, and I wasn't good at making friends. I was the kind of person who would disappear into a crowd like a drop of water into the ocean, and you would never find me again."

"Even when I got the internship at the FBI, I barely made it in with the lowest grade."

“The FBI internship was tough. Whenever I encountered difficulties and wanted to run away, I would think of Ender.”

"I wonder, when he was standing in that position, did he know he could escape?"

"If he had escaped, he could have saved his own life and no one would have blamed him. Even if more innocent people had died tragically, he wouldn't have been held responsible. But he didn't escape, even though he knew he would die."

"Whenever I think of this, I try my best to persevere. Slowly, I went from last place to the top ten, then to third place, and finally to first place."

"My colleagues all say I'm a fool who's not afraid of death, always rushing to the front no matter what, but I know that someone always has to be at the forefront."

Nock looked up and met the gaze of Heo, who had stopped to listen to his story. "Over the years, Ander's story has inspired me, so I wanted to know, what kind of person was Ander really?"

"First, I need to clarify that,"

Heo looked at Nok. "Ander is no ordinary man. At least, he is much better than you."

Nock: ?

He almost choked on his breath.

"At least Ender won't make the same basic mistakes you've made,"

He Ao turned around and continued walking forward. "Being a hero isn't just about charging forward recklessly. You need to be able to think, analyze, and figure out your opponent's intentions. Do you think it's just luck that others didn't run into Mu Xiu but Ander did?"

Nok followed behind Heo, feeling somewhat awkward.

He mentioned his achievements, actually hoping that He Ao would praise him.

"However, there is one thing that Ander is not as good as you in."

He Ao then changed the subject.

"Which point?"

Nock's eyes lit up.

“Shamelessness,” Heo said calmly, “Ander would never brag about getting first place in his internship training.”

Ander scored full marks in firearms and hand-to-hand combat, but his written exam was relatively weak, though he was still among the top performers.

That way he would be eligible to choose to go to the FBI in Dawn City.

Nock: ......

"You want to be a hero?"

He Ao suddenly asked.

"think."

Nock nodded.

"So you're truly prepared to accept death?"

He Ao asked quickly.

Nock originally wanted to make a resounding statement

He answered "It's done," but looking at He Ao's back, he suddenly couldn't say it for some reason.

He didn't actually know if he was prepared. Every seemingly dangerous move he made was actually him holding his breath and rushing forward without thinking about death.

But now that he truly begins to contemplate death, he discovers that he too is afraid of it.

“Ander wasn’t prepared to die either,” Heo lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. “If you can live, who would want to die?”

Thick smoke slowly rose, obscuring his entire face. "You're right, he's just an ordinary person."

Heo turned around and gently patted Nock on the shoulder. "There's no point in thinking about death at any time. When that moment comes, you'll make your own choice."

His body brushed past Nock. "Death may be the most intense firework, but before that moment comes, you must learn to live, strive to live. Only by living can you emit more light and heat, illuminate more darkness, and pass that light on to more people."

"Go back," He Ao said, his figure already at the end of the road. He waved gently and gradually disappeared into the glow of the sunset.

"Think carefully about everything that happened today. Courage is your strength, and so is wisdom. Don't let those who trust you down."

Nock watched the figure disappear into the sunset, the setting sun casting a long shadow that blurred the boundary between life and death.

It was just like the scene where he met Ander in his countless fantasies.

He turned around and looked behind him; the FBI building in Leicester City stood in the setting sun.

Recommending a friend's book

Book Title: I Popularized the Knowledge of Chinese Gods in Another World

Recommendation:

This is a story of a Chinese god defeating the world.

The protagonist, Qin Ping, with the Chinese God System, transmigrates to a different world where no Chinese gods have awakened.

Thus came the end of the Outer Gods.

"Who is it that says China has no gods?"

Chapter 476 A Wild Goose Leaves a Mark (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

As the last rays of the setting sun gradually disappeared at the edge of the city, dazzling neon lights illuminated the rows of buildings.

The office, which was bustling with people during the day, now only had empty seats hidden in the dim light.

The FBI is one of the few employers in Leeds who allows employees to leave before sunset.

However, some office lights were still on, indicating that a small number of people were still working overtime.

The FBI Director's office is also among them.

Unlike most employees who enjoy a relaxed and comfortable lifestyle, the director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation in Lemon often works overtime until late at night.

Nock walked down the dimly lit corridor and stopped at the door of the director's office.

Boom--boom--

He raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.

"Please come in."

A slightly weary voice came from inside the door.

The office door slowly opened.

Nock hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked into the office.

"Is there a problem?"

The bureau chief was hunched over his desk, intently looking at the documents on his computer.

The bright screen light shone on his cheeks and shiny forehead.

After a while, he didn't hear a reply, so he looked up and saw Knok sitting in front of his desk.

He watched Nok's hesitant expression, then lowered his head again and casually asked, "Have you figured it out?"

“Hmm,” Nock hesitated for a moment, then said slowly, “I was too impulsive today. I could have chosen a more moderate approach and participated in the investigation. That way, I could have used the FBI’s resources to investigate those documents.”

He paused for a moment, then said, "Director... thank you..."

"You're welcome, I didn't help you at all,"

The director didn't look up; his fingers flew across the keyboard as he continued processing the documents.

However, after saying that, he paused for a moment. “In life, you will encounter many problems, but not all problems will give you a chance to correct them. I don’t know what you have figured out, but I hope that before you do anything in the future, you will also maintain this kind of reflection and thinking.”

Nock stared blankly at the middle-aged director in front of him, unsure of what to say. Finally, he nodded slightly, "I understand, thank you, Director."

"So you saw the person who was impersonating 'Zadi'?"

Upon hearing Nock's reply, the director resumed typing on the keyboard.

"Chief, do you know who he is...?"

Nock was taken aback.

"A person who kills without blinking an eye and has worked in the research institute for several years, personally carrying out many missions, is either an undercover agent or a bad guy. An undercover agent doesn't need to look for you, and a bad guy won't look for you."

The director didn't stop what he was doing. "Judging from the fact that you suddenly changed your mind after meeting him once, the person you met must be a very charismatic person who is genuinely trying to help you. That eliminates the possibility that the other party is taking advantage of you. Naturally, the other party cannot be Zadi."

Nock was so shocked he was speechless.

"Growth is not just a change in mindset, but also a continuous accumulation of daily learning. No one can become a superman overnight by changing their mindset."

Director Sorin looked up and gazed at Nock's face.

At that moment, Nock's opinion of the usually easygoing and gentle director completely changed. He hesitated for a moment, then slowly said...

"We went to the senator's house today..."

“I don’t know where you went today,” the chief said, bowing his head again. “You don’t need to tell me, and I don’t want to know. I’ve handed over the ‘Zadi’ case to someone else. You’re currently suspended from duty, and you don’t need to report anything to me.”

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Because you went to the senator's house today using the FBI's name, you will be punished. I will inform you of the specific punishment later."

Nock opened his mouth, then slowly closed it again, swallowing back the words that were about to come out.

At that moment, his bracelet vibrated, and he looked at it.

It's a new email from Pete.

The bureau chief was still working with his head down, seemingly unaware of his actions.

He thought for a moment and then opened the email.

The email was simple: Pete wanted to obtain the case files related to the assassination of Genos's father.

Nock was stunned when he saw this.

Does this 'senior' think too highly of himself?

The FBI requires access to all case files; he simply doesn't have the authority to access previous case files, especially those involving highly classified matters like the assassination of a senator.

The sound of rapid typing reached his ears.