Life Dungeon Game

"Please wait a moment."

He Ao picked up the law book in his hand.

The man paused again, his impatience growing stronger.

He Ao opened a page in the law book. "According to Ruodan's laws, if you attack me, I have the right to retaliate. The book in my hand is a very powerful weapon."

He held the law book, a smile spreading across his face. "Stop. The path to salvation lies here."

"Then go ahead and fight back!"

The man laughed loudly, thinking that this kid was probably a madman. He spat impatiently, "Alright, brat, stop with your tricks to delay your death. Go talk to God if you have something to say."

The sharp axe swung down suddenly, the powerful force creating a deafening sonic boom in the air.

In that instant, the man seemed to see He Ao lying dead on the spot, his head bleeding profusely.

However, none of his expectations came true.

As the axe swung down, He Ao slowly put away the law book in his hand and took a step forward.

His movements were so leisurely and natural, yet they were completed at an extremely fast speed that was almost impossible for the man to catch.

Then he saw Heo raise the law book in his hand, revealing the metal ram that he had been holding.

The shadow of the law book, glistening with light, swept through the air and slammed into his temple.

Blood spurts.

The man's axe swing froze in mid-air. He struggled for a moment, trying to use his last bit of strength to strike He Ao.

But in the end, everything went black before his eyes, and his body tilted forward due to inertia.

He Ao slightly turned and took half a step back, dodging the falling man.

"Sigh, so don't run around with such dangerous weapons."

He Ao crouched down and pulled the axe from the man's hand.

The law book in his hand was already somewhat deformed.

Of course, the real weapon is not this law book with metal ramming edges. Even with sturdy ramming edges, the damage such a book can cause to a Class D is extremely limited.

What truly shattered the man's temple was the miracle wand that He Ao had hidden with his 'disappearance'.

Although it's a B-grade ranged staff, it's also very useful in melee combat.

Just as He Ao took down the axe, a figure inside the house slowly approached the doorway.

It was a slender, young woman wearing an apron, holding a small pink pistol in her hand, which she aimed at the person who was lowering their head.

He looked up and took the axe from the man's hand.

Her movements were very light, as light as a cat's, and she made almost no sound.

A slender, white finger rested on the trigger.

hum-

A violent whooshing sound suddenly rang out.

boom--

The silver axe struck the woman squarely on the forehead.

Blood, like inverted red coral, streamed down her cheeks.

Her body swayed, and she fell to the ground with a thud.

He Ao stood up, stretched, took out his phone, and made a call to the military police.

...Fifteen minutes later...

"why you?"

The military police captain frowned as he looked at the upright young man holding a law book in his hands.

"Actually, I'm here to educate them on the law."

He Ao said with a sincere expression.

Then he removed the camera from his chest.

...half an hour later...

"Can't you tone it down a bit?"

The military police captain returned the camera to He Ao, whose men had already surrounded the area. "Everyone else is afraid of encountering this kind of thug, but I feel like you're here to be attacked?"

"I just came here to give them a basic understanding of the law."

He Ao shrugged.

“I think they should truly understand this now,”

The military police captain glanced at the corpse on the ground and waved his hand helplessly, "Alright, you can go now."

He looked up at him, smiled, and nodded. "Thank you."

Then he put away the law books, turned around, and left.

—Two hours later—

"why is it you again?"

The military police captain took a deep breath and looked at He Ao, who was holding a tattered red law book.

Before He Ao could even speak, he immediately said, "Alright, I know you're here to spread the law."

He held out his hand. "Give me your camera."

He Ao handed over the camera.

After obtaining the camera this time, the military police captain did not take out the memory card to watch it. Instead, he put the camera away and put it in his pocket. "I didn't bring the storage device with me this time. Come back to the military police headquarters with me."

He Ao glanced at him with some surprise, nodded slightly, and followed the military police captain toward the military police vehicle.

"Be careful," a military policeman whispered in Tia as we got into the car. "Our captain is petty. Even though you killed villains he hates, he might think you're playing him for a fool. Behave yourself when you get back to the military police station. Our captain is all talk and no action."

At this point, he smiled and gave He Ao a thumbs up, "Well done, I've had my eye on these bastards for a long time."

Most of these informants were just providing intelligence to Li Le. Although Li Le was careful enough in choosing his people, he was still clearly mistaken. These informants were not so 'clean', otherwise they would not have betrayed Li Le so easily.

When He Ao found these downlines, several of them had already joined local gangs.

He Ao had no choice but to give these vicious gang members a lesson on the law as well.

After expressing his feelings, the military policeman near Heo sighed, "Alas, the security situation in Ellen is getting worse and worse."

Ellen City used to be very safe.

? ”

He asked softly.

“It wasn’t much better before,” the military policeman sighed again upon hearing this. “It was only a little better when the king had just died.”

"I heard that the former King of Ruodan was a scoundrel?"

He Ao then asked.

“You can’t just call him an asshole,” the military policeman seemed to remember something, “he’s a complete bastard.”

In Tia, the word 'bastard' is more common and is a milder way of describing someone as bad, while the word 'treason' is a vulgar term.

“He was doing all this for money,” the military policeman said through gritted teeth. “We had to pay taxes for even the simple act of cooking. His henchmen would rush into any house they saw that had smoke or smelled something delicious and force them to pay. Back then, we had to cook with the windows closed and the curtains drawn, so most of the time we could only make cold food. His henchmen were everywhere on the streets.”

At this point, the military police seemed to get emotional and started swearing in various languages, including Tia and Ruodan.

He learned a whole bunch of Ruodan swear words that don't even often appear in dictionaries.

It's clear that the last king of Ruodan was indeed a bastard.

After the military police finished their tirade, the group walked to the vehicle.

This military policeman was in the same car as Heo, and the military police captain was also in the same car, sitting in the passenger seat.

He Ao got into the car first, followed by the military policeman.

Just as the military policeman stepped into the car, the military police captain sitting in the passenger seat suddenly said, "That's it, deduct a day's wages."

"Huh?" Du Na was taken aback and asked in confusion, "Why?"

"You got on the bus with your left foot first."

The military police captain replied indifferently.

Du Na: ······

He Ao smiled and handed a pack of cigarettes he had bought earlier to Du Na, who had a long face.

This cigarette is very expensive; it should cost more than a day's wages.

After all, it was a punishment meant to remind him.

If you help someone, you won't lose out, and that's how you'll be more likely to help again.

The military police captain saw He's actions through the rearview mirror, but said nothing.

The group quickly returned to the military police headquarters.

Upon arriving at the military police headquarters, the captain, without saying a word and with a cold face, led He Ao directly into his office.

The office was not luxuriously furnished; it contained a sofa, a wooden coffee table, and a desk with various documents and materials scattered haphazardly on it.

“Tell me,” the military police captain leaned against his desk, lit a cigarette, and looked at Heo. “What exactly do you want?”

White smoke billowed from his mouth. "Eren City is in such a mess, those bastards are dead and that's it. You don't need to contact the military police at all. Besides, judging from your skills, your identity is not simple. I don't want to get involved in your affairs, nor do I have the ability to."

He turned around and looked at He Ao. "I don't have any grand ambitions, and I don't care about these so-called fair and safe duties of the military police. I'm in this position just to make more money and find more beautiful women."

He Ao didn't reply to him. He walked to his side, looked at the messy documents on the table, and casually picked up one of them.

"The ashtray was almost overflowing with cigarette butts, the cup on the table was heavily stained with coffee, and your clothes..."

Neat and tidy; the office doorknobs are spotless, and the sofa and coffee table are immaculate, proving you're someone who pays attention to your appearance.

"So, what do you want to say?"