Life Dungeon Game

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The sun is setting in the west; it is already five o'clock in the afternoon.

He Ao walked very fast, and before he knew it, he had already covered more than half of the southern part of Ellen City.

Along the way, he saw several places cordoned off by police tape, and in each place there was a mangled, bloody corpse.

This extraordinary power that attacks humans is not an isolated phenomenon, but rather a regional phenomenon that is very likely to spread throughout the entire southern city.

He saw that very shallow footprint several more times near these crime scenes.

From the perspective of criminal psychology, perpetrators often return to the crime scene after the crime to admire their criminal achievements, which gives them a unique sense of accomplishment.

He Ao speculated that the owner of the footprint was very likely related to this series of 'murders'.

Unrelated bystanders would not repeatedly stand very close to the crime scene to observe it without leaving a trace, nor would they observe the military police who arrived at the crime scene.

Even if this person isn't the murderer, they must know something.

Finding this person should resolve some of the doubts.

Unfortunately, apart from leaving footprints, that person left no trace of their actions.

Leaving another crime scene, He Ao's figure landed in a dilapidated sloping alley.

He continued down the slope, venturing into unexplored territory.

This time, he stopped after taking only a few steps.

He looked to his right, where there was an abandoned courtyard with its door half open.

Through the half-open door, He Ao could see the still-wet blood, which looked as if it had just been splattered.

He frowned, carefully walked over, and then directly approached from the side...

They climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard.

There were some dilapidated tents in the yard, suggesting that homeless people had once lived there. The blood had splattered from the inner room, falling onto the doorway and in the yard.

He Ao walked past the tents and strode into the inner room.

Inside the room were two not-so-clean mattresses laid on wooden planks and straw, and next to them was an old oven with its flame extinguished.

Clearly, two homeless people once lived here.

Judging from the still-burning pieces of wood in the oven, the two wanderers seemed to have been gone not long ago.

Both sets of bedding were splattered with blood, and in the corner not far from the bedding lay a mangled corpse.

The ground was covered in splattered blood.

The corpse did not appear to be human; it looked more like a thin stray dog. However, this stray dog ​​was different from normal dogs, as it had a fifth paw protruding from its abdomen.

If this dog wasn't born with extraordinary abilities, then it can only be proven that the dog has been corrupted by supernatural forces.

He Ao prefers the latter.

Stray dogs with congenital problems rarely live to be this old.

In other words, this dog is, in a sense, already a supernatural being.

Humans, extraordinary animals...

Are there certain criteria for selecting victims?

He looked down at the ground; the bloodstains were still fresh, proving that the dog had only been killed recently.

However, this scene seemed different from the human death scenes that He Ao had seen before. This dog did not seem to be killed instantly, but seemed to have put up a fight.

He Ao used his hyper-memory to scan his surroundings.

This time, he found some messy footprints at the doorway, which stretched all the way outside and then disappeared abruptly.

Clearly, these footprints belong to the same person as the ones He Ao had seen before.

Moreover, the footprints were very fresh, as if they had just left. He Ao quickly retreated from the inner room, walked to the wall on one side, and climbed directly onto the roof by stepping on the edge of the wall.

The surroundings were empty; there wasn't a single person in sight.

He Ao glanced at a tall building with more than ten floors next to him, quickly jumped over it, and then grabbed the security bars and quickly climbed up.

In just a few dozen seconds, he climbed to the top, flipped over, and jumped onto the rooftop.

Standing at this highest point, he raised his head, activated his super memory, and looked at the surrounding buildings.

dumb--

Several black crows flew across the sky and disappeared into the afterglow of the setting sun.

He Ao's gaze lingered on a seven-story building not far from the courtyard where he had just landed.

On the rooftop of that small building, there was also a shallow footprint. Looking down from where that footprint stood, you could see the courtyard where He Ao was standing.

The person had been standing there, watching He Ao, ever since he entered the courtyard.

The other party seems to possess some kind of hidden power; otherwise, He Ao would likely have been able to detect this spying.

The opponent is an extraordinary individual, and not a weak one at that.

He Ao looked back along the rooftop, and the power of his super memory spread out, with countless chaotic, shallow thoughts flooding into his mind.

These are the thoughts of those around them.

At the same time, he focused his divine sense on his eyes.

This guy was very confident. Judging from the footprints, it was probably after He Ao left the inner room.

It was only then that I left that rooftop.

It only took a few dozen seconds.

In this situation, he can't run far.

Under normal circumstances, in these winding alleys, if the other party jumps into an alley and blends into the crowd, it will be difficult to be discovered.

Moreover, his actions leave no trace, making him extremely difficult to track. Coupled with his ability to conceal himself, almost no one can track him down.

This may also be the source of the other party's confidence.

Indeed, under normal circumstances, even if an ordinary superhuman knew that he had just been standing there, they would not be able to find him.

Unfortunately, He Ao possessed extrasensory memory and divine consciousness.

Hypermemory can perform a wide-ranging search through instantaneous memory and comparison, while divine sense can find people with extraordinary energy.

It's as if He Ao has a super-precise, wide-range, extraordinary search radar built in. To a certain extent, he can even find flaws in Ye Xing's ability to 'steal' both psychologically and physically.

As He Ao's gaze spread outwards, more and more information gathered in his mind.

Finally, his gaze settled on a bustling street in the distance.

In the bustling crowd, a man dressed in black, mingling among the people, seemed to sense something, turned his head, and looked in He Ao's direction.

He was somewhat confused and incredulous, as if wondering if he was mistaken, and even somewhat self-doubting.

Logically speaking, there should have been absolutely no way he could have been discovered.

But He Ao did not hesitate. He leaped onto a slightly lower building next to him and quickly gave chase.

Only then did the man realize what was happening and suddenly rushed into the crowd.

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The flames roared in the twilight, and a rich aroma spread along the street.

The girl with her hair tied in a high ponytail and wearing an apron skillfully tossed the iron wok, sending the side dishes and snow-white vermicelli flying into the air before rolling back into the wok.

Drawn by the strong aroma, one passerby after another gathered around.

"Young lady, how much is this? Is it for food?"

An elderly woman with silver hair, carrying a handbag, came over and casually asked.

“Stir-fried noodles,” the girl with long brown hair smiled, her cheeks glowing red from the flames, and said in fluent Rudanese, “a kind of Middle-earth snack, would you like to try some?”

As she spoke, she poured the fried noodles from the pot into a disposable plastic bowl, then took a plastic fork, inserted it into the bowl, and handed it to a middle-aged man who had been waiting for a long time.

How much is a bowl?

The old man asked in a low voice.

"The large bowl costs twenty li, and the small bowl costs fifteen li."

The girl smiled as she cooked the next bowl.

The Ruoli is the currency unit of the Ruodan Republic. The exchange rate with the Zhongtu coin is approximately 1.5 Ruoli to 1 Zhongtu coin.

"It's so expensive."

The old man hesitated.

The cost of living in the Republic of Jhodan is not high.

“These ingredients and spices were all transported from the Central Plains, so they weren’t cheap to begin with,” the girl smiled. “The taste is absolutely delicious.”

The old man still hesitated upon hearing this.

"Hey girl, is my powder ready yet?"

A hand covered in intricate tattoos emerged from the crowd and slammed its hand onto the stall's counter.

Immediately afterwards, a young man with an earring and a buzz cut squeezed through the crowd and appeared in front of the stall.

As he appeared, the people around him dispersed, leaving a vacuum around him.

"just."

The girl poured the fried noodles from the pot into a bowl and handed it over, saying, "Hello, that'll be twenty in total."

"twenty?"

The young man scoffed, "You don't know who I am, do you? I've got this area under my protection. You're asking me for money?"

He reached out to grab the girl's collar, "Hey little girl, did you get my permission to set up a stall here? Did you pay protection money?"

"Sir, twenty yuan per serving."

The girl pulled her hand back, taking the fried noodles that had been handed to her, and dodged the young man's grabbing hand.