Life Dungeon Game

According to the information collected by Eve, when the news was first announced, people flocked to challenge the door every day, but as people failed in their challenges, fewer and fewer people came to challenge it.

Now only a few people who refuse to give up or some outsiders will come to challenge this door.

He walked along the wall and soon entered a narrow corridor, where he saw the burly man who appeared to have undergone mechanical modifications, who had entered before him.

It seems that the burly man's target is also Haixi.

After walking a few more steps, He Ao saw a small, brownish-red door come into view.

The door was closed and looked unremarkable, no different from the other doors in the bar.

Before He Ao and the strongman, there was already a man whose entire body was covered in sweat.

The muscular young man stood in front of the door.

He gripped the doorknob with one hand, his legs slightly bent, his outer foot resting on an alloy protrusion on the ground that seemed to be specifically designed for stepping on and gaining leverage. His face was flushed red, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move the door an inch.

"If it can't be opened, it can't be opened. Don't waste your time."

The burly man in front of He Ao walked over and picked up the young man with one hand, like lifting a chicken, and threw him aside.

The young man was lifted up in such a shameful manner. He glared angrily at the strong man, but after seeing the strong man's powerful body, he shrank back.

"Come on, take a look at mine."

The burly man glanced at the small, reddish-brown door. "This door is so small, I won't be able to get in easily later."

He stretched out his thick, massive hand and grasped the doorknob, which felt like a lollipop to him. His arm arched, and shimmering streams of light flowed through the gaps in his bionic skin.

This burly man wasn't simply a product of mechanical modification; he had a full-body prosthetic body.

Compared to humans with flesh and blood, prosthetic bodies are naturally more likely to exert greater strength, which may be the source of the strong man's confidence.

However, despite the strong man's efforts, the small door did not move an inch.

Upon seeing this, the burly man frowned, bent over, braced his shoulder against the door, and pushed it forward with all his might once again.

But in the end, the small door didn't move an inch.

At this moment, the radiance emanating from the burly man gradually dimmed, indicating that the core energy had overheated and reduced its frequency. The burly man withdrew his hand and cursed angrily, "This door can't be pushed open at all. That damn woman Hai Xi deliberately made a door that can't be pushed open to make fun of us."

"hum"

Soft chuckles echoed in the corridor.

It's that muscular young man from earlier.

"What are you laughing at?"

The burly man turned around and glared at the young man. He pushed the door again with all his might, but the door was as if it were welded to the wall and wouldn't budge. "You try it if you can. I've never heard of anyone opening this door. I even got a new prosthetic body and it still didn't work. This damn door just won't open. It's welded to the wall. Even God couldn't open it."

The young man carefully suppressed his smile after being glared at by the burly man.

At this moment, the burly man's gaze shifted to He Ao, who was carrying a suitcase behind him. "Hey you bookworm in the back, what are you looking at? You think you can just push him away?"

bookworm?

He was taken aback for a moment, then he realized that Jess had cultivated his character over the years and looked like a refined and amiable person.

Of course, in the eyes of people in the underworld, such people are just bookworms.

He chuckled to himself, picked up his suitcase and slowly walked forward, bypassing the burly man, and placed his hand on the doorknob.

He activated his super memory and glanced at it.

The door has gaps all around; it's not welded to the wall.

Moreover, the outer layer of the walls surrounding this door is made of ordinary bricks and stones. If the door were really welded to the wall, the wall should have already developed cracks based on the strength the strong man just exerted.

The wall is still intact, which means there must be other equipment behind the door holding it in place.

The ground in front of the door also appeared to be made of a special alloy, very sturdy, to prevent it from breaking if someone pushed too hard.

A thoughtful alloy protrusion was cast on the ground to make it easier for people to push the door open.

Interesting. He Ao gripped the doorknob, activated his Super Memory, placed one foot on the alloy protrusion, and pushed hard. The small brown-red door was slowly pushed open, revealing a dim light inside.

He Ao carried his suitcase inside, and the small door slowly closed.

The burly man and the young man outside stared in disbelief at the scene. In their eyes, He Ao simply walked to the door, placed his hand on the doorknob, and pushed it open without any obstruction, just like opening any other door, and went inside.

"This guy cheated, didn't he?"

The burly man rushed forward angrily, trying to stop the slowly closing small door and enter through it.

However, it was pushed along by the small door and then suddenly slammed shut outside.

"This is impossible!"

He angrily slammed his fist on the small door.

The mechanical fist shattered and exploded instantly, sending alloy fragments flying. The door only lost some paint, revealing its original silver interior.

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Having already entered through the door, He Ao glanced back at the slowly closing small door. Behind this seemingly ordinary door was a huge, curved hydraulic rod.

Judging from the force feedback when the door was pushed open, this hydraulic rod can provide at least twenty tons of resistance.

This force has exceeded the limit of D-level. Clearly, this door was actually prepared specifically for C-level people or those who possess power exceeding the limit of D-level.

After entering through the small door, there is a small cubicle, and inside the cubicle there is another metal door.

A loud crashing sound could be faintly heard coming from behind the metal door. According to the information released by Hai Xi herself, this should lead directly to her office.

This cubicle appears to be used as a buffer, allowing Hai Xi in the office to react promptly after the door is pushed open.

He Ao shut down his super memory and walked to the small door on the inside. There was a "pull" sign on the door. He Ao turned the doorknob and pulled gently.

The small door slowly opened.

The door is made entirely of alloy and looks exceptionally sturdy, but there is no resistance when pulling it; it feels just like an ordinary door.

The moment Heola opened the door, a gleaming knife flew towards him, aimed straight for his face.

He released the doorknob, and a gleaming dagger slid from his coat sleeve into his palm. He dodged the attack by sidestepping it, and at the same time, plunged the sharp dagger into the attacker's neck.

Then He Ao drew his dagger, stepped forward, and entered the office.

Blood gushed out behind him like a fountain, followed by a muffled thud—the sound of a corpse falling to the ground.

The scene in the office at this moment seemed somewhat different from what He Ao had expected.

A burly man, whose entire body was covered in naked machinery except for his head which was still covered in bionic skin, was swinging his fist and punching the person opposite him.

Directly opposite him was a beautiful woman wearing a dark leather jacket and black leather pants, with short, burgundy hair.

The woman leaped away, dodging the mechanical man's attack, and then jumped onto his shoulder.

At the same time, she looked at He Ao and smiled, "Welcome, you are the first person to push open this door in all these years."

"It looks like you've encountered..."

I've encountered a bit of trouble.

He Ao responded.

A man with a modified mechanical arm swung a large knife at He Ao, but He Ao slashed at him with a dagger and decapitated him.

Opposite this small door is an open office door, behind which is a spacious circular hall.

Some people with bizarre camouflage paint, mostly equipped with strange mechanical limbs, are fighting in the lobby against people outside dressed in bar uniforms.

New bar staff kept joining the fray. Besides Hai Xi and the burly man, there were several other people fighting in the office, including the doorman who had just opened the door for He Ao.

Anyone newly joining the battle will be attacked by these people with bizarre camouflage paint, regardless of whether they are wearing bar staff uniforms. It seems that these people will attack anyone who is not on their side.

"A little trouble."

Hai Xi jumped onto the burly man's shoulder, and a thin, almost invisible alloy thread shot out from her hand, suddenly wrapping around the burly man's neck and pulling hard.

With a violent tearing sound, flashes of light shot out as the burly man's neck was suddenly severed, and his massive body crashed to the ground.

"The boss is dead!"

Those people with the eerie camouflage paint let out a roar and, as if they had lost their backbone, scattered and fled.

Hai Xi jumped off the man's body, somersaulted, and landed in front of He Ao. She gently raised her hand, causing the surrounding air to ripple, and then she tucked the thin threads into her sleeve.

"Hello, I'm Haixi, what's your name?"

She walked up to He Ao in her high-heeled leather boots and sat down on the sofa opposite him. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Outside, there were loud gunshots and painful screams. Hai Xi pressed a button next to the sofa, and soft music started playing in the office.

The attackers, who were originally in the office, had already run out, and the bar staff in the office had also chased after them.

“Jace,”

He Ao casually placed the suitcase he was carrying on the desk with a large hole in it and unlocked the automatic lock.

The suitcase opened with a bang, revealing the emaciated corpse of a man huddled inside. "His talent sequence should be 'bandit'."

“Grade C,” Hai Xi glanced at the corpse in the box, “Talent Sequence 102: Bandit, a very strong talent sequence. Want to trade? What do you want?”

"I want the secret medicine for those who give alms, and the recipe."

He Ao remained calm.

"Talent Sequence 54: The Almsgiver,"

Hai Xi glanced at the enemy killed by He Ao on the ground and said slowly, "As far as I know, there are only three subsequent talent sequences for the Almsgiver: Talent Sequence 108: Missionary, Talent Sequence 109: Ascetic, and Talent Sequence 111: Terrorist."

Theoretically speaking, the C-level talent sequence numbers corresponding to D-level talents are consecutive.

From 108 to 111, it seems that the almsgiver has at least four corresponding C-level sequences, but the talent sequence 110 in the middle is unknown.

However, He Ao was still somewhat surprised that Hai Xi directly told him the names of these talent sequences.

In the world of dungeons, this hidden knowledge itself signifies power.

In the case of intermediaries who rely on selling information...

In professions where people make a living through intermediaries, knowledge also means money.

He glanced at the corpse on the ground. His counterattack just now had, in a sense, helped Hai Xi. It seemed that Hai Xi was showing him goodwill.

Return the peach.