Life Dungeon Game

The nurse stared wide-eyed at He Ao, and until the very end, she still couldn't see how the dagger had circled around and appeared in front of her throat.

From the perspective of hypermemory, the nurse's soul, like those of other users of the gene-enhancing drugs, vanished abruptly, and her body rapidly decayed.

In fact, He Ao activated his super memory the moment he started fighting. Without the help of super memory to calculate, he wouldn't have been able to make such a delicate move.

Then He Ao shut down the super memory and looked at the elevator shaft.

The nurse, whose body was already leaning forward, quickly fell downwards into the dark well after losing her support.

Since the nurse ultimately chose to open this door, it's highly likely that there's someone inside who can help her, probably a powerful C-level being, or something with similar abilities.

Therefore, He Ao chose to act quickly, not giving her a chance to drag things out until she went down into the elevator shaft or until her helpers arrived.

Under Heo's watchful gaze, the nurse fell rapidly into the darkness, her decaying skeleton plummeting downwards.

Just as the skeleton passed the lower part of the cavity, a dark shadow suddenly emerged from the cavity, grabbed the skeleton, and dragged it into the cavity.

Taking advantage of that moment, He Ao jumped into the elevator shaft.

Chapter 561 You're Here (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

As the cold wind swept across his cheeks and earlobes, He Ao swiftly passed through the elevator shaft and landed on the wall opposite the elevator door. He then used the wall as leverage to leap into the huge hole.

At the same time, he looked into the interior of the hollow, but his gaze did not pass directly through it, as if a layer of purple mist blocked his view.

He stared at the fog; he hadn't seen this layer of fog when he looked down from above.

Although he couldn't see the hole directly below him from the angle of the elevator door, the layer of mist that appeared in front of him protruded much more from the hole, and it was impossible for him to not see any trace of it from above.

He stared at the cloud of mist, and after a very brief moment of thought, he closed his eyes.

Even after all the surrounding scenery disappeared, the hazy mist still lingered in his mind, standing in that 'vision' that should have been nothingness.

Sure enough, this fog wasn't a real thing, but rather a 'cover' that appeared directly in consciousness to conceal the scenery behind the void.

The mist only appears when a person looks into the cavity, so He Ao cannot see the mist when looking down from above.

Although this power is somewhat mysterious, in such a bizarre and extraordinary world, it seems that any kind of power is possible, and He Ao is not surprised.

While he was thinking, He Ao's body had already entered the fog.

His body moved rapidly forward due to gravity.

After He Ao estimated that he had completely crossed the elevator shaft and entered the cavity two or three meters in, the obstructing fog slowly dissipated, and a clear view appeared in front of He Ao.

At the same time, he landed on the hard ground, and a jumble of noises came from ahead.

She's dead.

"There's no flesh or blood left."

"It decays so quickly."

“Someone is draining her life, how interesting.”

"Hush, I sense an unfathomable power."

Where is her soul?

"Eaten?"

"The great being that devoured her flesh and blood also devoured her soul."

"Hehe, does that mean we won't have anything to eat?"

"We stole a wrecked body!!!"

"I am so hungry!"

"Oh dear, another one has come in!"

"Let me sneak up on him."

"Shh, don't make a sound. We can appear behind him and twist his neck first."

"He's so thin, does he have enough flesh and blood?"

"I felt it! I felt it!"

"His soul is filled with an alluring fragrance."

"His flesh and blood were brimming with a surging power."

"It must taste delicious!!!"

"Eat him! Eat him!"

"This is a very nutritious food!!!"

He steadied himself and looked up.

This appears to be a circular hall with a ceiling height of over seven meters. The ceiling and floor are circular, and the walls protrude outwards.

He felt like he was inside a fat earthenware pot.

Within his field of vision, countless tiny purple lights flickered.

The floor, walls, and ceiling were covered with shimmering patterns, bathing the entire space in a purple glow.

Not far in front of He Ao, a thin figure, seemingly just skin and bones, dressed in tattered clothes and with messy hair, was squatting on the ground, watching He Ao.

One after another, strange voices of different tones came from his mouth, and beside him lay a decaying skeleton shrouded in blood-stained clothes.

He stared at the figure. Although the figure's physique and appearance had changed a lot, he still recognized the skinny, hunched figure at a glance. It was someone etched deep in Jess's memory.

"Erente?"

He looked at the figure and asked in a low voice.

"He knows me!"

"He doesn't recognize me!"

“That’s not me!!!”

He knows me!!!

"what!!!!!"

A series of sharp whistles, like a gale piercing through a narrow gap, echoed through the hall. The frail figure suddenly clutched his head, and a heart-wrenching scream escaped his lips.

He collapsed to the ground, and all sounds fell silent for a moment, leaving only his figure panting heavily.

After a while, he raised his head, his thick, dirty long hair parting his cheeks. He stared at Heo with wide, bloodshot eyes. "You are... Jess?"

Then he staggered to his feet, "You...you're still alive."

"I'm alive."

He looked at him calmly.

According to divine observation, a massive force was twisting within Allent's body, and an invisible and terrifying pressure naturally overflowed from that force, even causing He Ao's body to tense up naturally.

This power far surpasses that of ordinary C-level beings, and its overwhelming sense of oppression is even close to that of B-level superhumans that He Ao had encountered before.

This is not a naturally occurring force, but rather something that has come together through a distorted process.

However, this power did not seem to be entirely under Allent's control and did not operate in accordance with his actions.

It seems that the person standing in front of her, Ellen, is the 'reinforcement' the nurse is looking for.

"It seems that you haven't had as good a life as I imagined since you were admitted to the mental hospital."

He Ao gripped the dagger in his hand, his expression calm, revealing neither joy nor anger.

“At the time, that person told me to stay in the mental hospital for a while, and once things calmed down, they could say my condition was stable and I could be ‘discharged’,”

Ellen spread her hands and scoffed, "As a result, I never left this place again."

So where is this place?

He Ao calmly pressed for an answer.

"Here? You mean this hospital? Or this lobby?"

Allen shrugged. "Well, they're all the same. This is a farm. The farms outside raise livestock, and the farms here also raise livestock. It just so happens that the livestock here are people."

So you've been sold?

Heo stared at Ellen.

The term "slaughter" refers to livestock reaching maturity and being ready for further processing.

"Leaving the pen? That's a good word,"

Ellen chuckled. "In a sense, that's true, but now that you're in this farm too, you are also..."

The livestock here.

How do they determine when 'livestock' is mature?

He looked at Allen.

Upon hearing the question, Alan was taken aback. His expression froze for a fleeting moment, and a twisted, unnatural fanaticism flickered across his face.

"When you can hear 'its' voice, feel 'its' will, and feel your soul begin to merge into 'its' great, infinite body, it proves that you have 'matured'."

What happens after it matures?

He briefly activated his super memory and glanced at the purple patterns around him. The patterns in these patterns corresponded to something in his memory.

For farms, livestock reaching maturity means they are ready for slaughter.

“A mature ‘livestock’ will gradually feel its soul leaving its body, and the decaying body will become ‘its’ sacrifice.”

The twisted fanaticism still lingered on Ellen's face.

Heo stared at his face, and at that moment, Heo realized that the 'livestock' that Allent had just used was not a metaphor, but rather that he truly believed from the bottom of his heart that he was livestock.

"Since it's a farm with livestock, there must be a caretaker. Who is the caretaker?"

He Ao's gaze moved to the skeleton on the ground.

“She’s not. She’s just livestock that thinks it’s the herdsman’s animal,” Ellen’s gaze followed Heo’s to the skeleton on the ground, and then she sneered. “There are no herdsmen in this farm. It’s all livestock feeding livestock. In the end, all the livestock will mature and achieve ultimate greatness.”