Life Dungeon Game

Claude spat.

He's recent display of 'friendliness' and 'non-competition' made him 'realize' that this mind-reading guy might not be as strong as he thought.

In fact, the psychologist who was killed by the research institute before Dawn was not strong in individual combat either, at least far inferior to him.

Although he couldn't completely counter mind reading, he figured out some ways to deal with it in battle.

Mind reading has its limits. As long as he stays outside that range, he can determine his tactics. By clearing his mind appropriately, he can use conditioned reflexes to kill his opponent before they can react.

He practiced a specific move specifically for this purpose, making it a conditioned reflex.

Although it's only one move, it's enough in a fierce battle.

His muscles tensed, and his body retreated dozens of meters in an instant.

Claude estimated that they should be out of the range of the mind-reading ability by now. He looked up at He Ao and gazed at He Ao's youthful face.

He Ao remained motionless, standing there calmly watching him with a composed and serene gaze.

...

This guy is still too young. He's been blinded by his extraordinary power and thinks he's invincible. He's actually not running away.

This was clearly the only chance for this kid to survive.

machine.

Claude chuckled, gripped his scimitar, and a faint scent of blood filled the air.

His figure suddenly transformed into a blood-red phantom, rushing towards He Ao at several times the speed of before.

He Ao shifted his body to the side, seemingly preparing to dodge to the right.

Because the direction Claude was about to attack was his left flank.

Normally, he should have been able to dodge Claude's scimitar this time.

However, just as Claude's figure approached Heo, his body bent at an almost incomprehensible angle, forming a ninety-degree right angle, forcefully changing the attack from the left to the right.

The crescent-shaped scimitar aimed straight for Heo's heart.

At the same time, another curved blade appeared in his other hand, slashing towards He's neck and blocking his escape route.

A cruel smile appeared on Claude's face; this was a move he had practiced for a long time and had reached perfection.

He simulates every possible dodge move the enemy might make. He uses this trick not only against those who can read minds, but also against other enemies. His body's instinctive reflexes are faster than any planned countermeasures.

He valued He Ao highly, so he didn't hold back at all and directly used his strongest killing move.

To date, no one has survived this move.

This will be a decisive victory!

This young man before me is doomed!

He calmly stared at the curved blade aimed at his heart, gathered his strength in his right foot, and then suddenly raised his knee, delivering a powerful kick to Claude's abdomen.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment. The enormous impact caused the concrete ground beneath He Ao's left foot to shatter suddenly, but his body remained completely still.

Claude froze, arching his back like a cooked lobster, and flew backward, crashing into a wall at the end of the alley and shattering it.

He Ao put down his right foot, turned around, and walked out of the alley.

Claude struggled to get up from the rubble, but Heo's attack had shattered his energy gathering point. The raging energy was now destroying all the tissues in his body. Finally, his hand slowly fell to his sides, and his body remained motionless.

Landslides and tsunamis:

He walked back to the street.

His ability to kick Claude to death was partly due to Claude's overconfidence.

Claude's blood-red form should have some physical immunity, so killing him in his normal state is not easy, and even using a bone sword would take some effort.

However, when he bent his body, the flow of energy within his body changed, and the energy gathering points hidden within his body surfaced.

This allowed Heo to attack his energy gathering point directly without the aid of weapons, which actually made Heo's attack easier.

With Claude's death, the marks that had been placed returned to Heo's mind. Of his three marks, two were still cooling down.

...

Both of these markers were used in the instance world to modify the B-grade selection.

At this moment, He Ao also sensed the cooldown time of the two marks, which was 7 hours remaining.

Theoretically, the cooldown period for modifying the B-level selection should be one month.

However, He Ao's previous guess was correct; the repair of the soul does indeed significantly shorten the cooldown time of the mark.

After he returned from the instance world, his soul was enhanced, and the cooldown of the mark was reduced by at least four-fifths.

While pondering, He Ao returned to the tavern. The owner had already placed the prepared cocktail on the counter, smiling at He Ao, "Your 'Prince Ronnie,' or you can call it Warrior's Cocktail."

Heo raised his cocktail and asked softly, "Does Prince Ronnie still come here for drinks often?"

“Prince Ronnie hasn’t been here for many years,” the shopkeeper chuckled. “He left Jordan and I don’t know where he went.”

"It's also possible that he returned to Ruodan, but just didn't come back for drinks."

He raised his glass and chuckled softly.

"He said before he left that if he came back, he would come here to drink as soon as possible,"

The owner picked up a cleaning cloth and wiped the glassware, smiling calmly, "He is a man of his word."

He Ao glanced at the boss's face, raised his glass, and drank the bright liquid inside in one gulp.

A fiery, pungent sensation exploded in his throat, instantly making him feel as if he were back on a battlefield, his blood boiling with excitement.

He put down his glass, smiled, and said, "Good wine!"

He left the money for the drinks under his glass and left the tavern.

The tavern owner watched He Ao's figure disappear into the street and then put away his wine glass.

Good wine deserves a hero.

-

The evening sunlight shone into the secluded clinic.

He Ao sat in an old chair, smiling as he looked at the two thin men strapped to medical chairs opposite him. Thanks to Lei Cheng's 'rescue', the two men finally woke up as the day was drawing to a close.

Lei Cheng then immediately contacted He Ao and asked him to come over.

He Ao had been listening to the two recount their experiences for quite some time.

"So you're planning to break in and steal something?"

He glanced at the two of them and asked softly.

"Yes······"

The scarred man kept his head down, not daring to look at He Ao.

Although He Ao was smiling at this moment, his face was still young and he looked gentle and harmless in the warm sunlight, appearing to be a law-abiding good person.

But the scene in the building that night was deeply etched into his soul.

And it became the main source of his nightmares during his coma.

"How long did it take you to climb in? Around when did that courtyard start to see very few people coming and going?"

He asked in a low voice.

“I can’t remember,” the other, gaunt man replied.

“We live the same life every day. When we’re tired, we sleep, and then that woman wakes us up. We repeat this kind of life over and over again.”

"I can only estimate that we climbed in about six or seven days ago. About two days before we climbed in, almost no one came out of the yard. Only a few people would go in during the day, and there was almost no one at night."

...

“It should be,” the scarred man continued, seemingly recalling a terrifying memory. “We don’t keep track of time, but around that time, we climbed in and got lost in the fog. When we woke up, it was…”

"I'm in bed now. I used to weigh over 190 pounds..."

He glanced at him; this guy weighed at most ninety-odd pounds now.

After listening to their words, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment.

In other words, the Ruodan branch of the World Tree had already been contaminated at least eight days ago.

So, when was that C-level footprint left in the corridor at the entrance of the World Tree Ruodan branch?

Before or after contamination?

He Ao looked up at the two of them, "Did you scout out the area for a few days beforehand?"

The two looked at each other and hesitated for a moment.

Finally, the scarred man said, "We scouted the place for five days. The shop across from that courtyard belongs to my aunt. We just stayed there watching the people coming and going. We didn't originally plan to do this, but we recently lost all our money and we're really broke. Then we noticed that the people coming in and out of that courtyard are all quite wealthy, so we thought we might be able to make a little money out of them."

Another gaunt man chimed in, "We specifically checked; it seems to be closed for the holidays. No one's been going in or out for two days, which is why we specifically climbed over the wall..."

The time the two scouted the location should have included the process of the World Tree Ruodan branch being contaminated; they may have picked up something.

He Ao pondered for a moment, took out a piece of paper, quickly drew a sketch, and handed it to the two men. "Have you seen this person before?"

"It seems not..."

The scarred man shook his head.

At this moment, the gaunt man on the other side frowned slightly, seemingly hesitant.

Seeing this, He Ao picked up his pen and roughly sketched the figure of the person in the painting, creating a complete full-body portrait.

At this moment, the gaunt man said uncertainly, "I think I've seen him before... on the second night after we scouted the place, I had just come out of the gambling den on that street, having lost all my money. I specifically kept an eye on that courtyard, and this person seemed to be standing at the gate, but he wasn't let in."

At this point, he hesitated for a moment, "I only saw the person's back and side at the time, it looked a bit like him, but I don't know if it's the person you drew."

"I see."

He Ao put away the portrait, smiled, and stood up. "Thank you for your cooperation."

He has obtained the last piece of the puzzle.

Then he said goodbye to Lei Cheng and left the clinic.