Life Dungeon Game

The figure slowly stood up, turned around, and looked at the man in casual clothes. "But I don't think that way anymore."

The man in casual clothes stared blankly at the extremely familiar face that he had never seen before. "You think Jess hasn't changed? But he's clearly showing completely different methods than before."

"Pollution and setbacks can both change a person's character,"

The figure looked up at the bright moon again. "He must have performed some kind of ritual in that alley, gained some kind of power, and also suffered from the corruption of that power. Unfortunately, I still don't know which great being made the deal with him."

A loud bang rose into the sky; it was fireworks being set off from a shopping mall not far away.

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Sitting on the bus, He Ao closed the pendant in his hand and turned to look out the window.

Under the tranquil night sky, shimmering fireworks slowly rose into the air, exploding into dazzling displays of light and color.

Later.

Chapter 568 Tumultuous Changes (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

"Look over there, those are fireworks!"

In the seat in front, a girl excitedly pointed out the window.

Yes!

The boy next to him by the window also looked out excitedly.

"The houses over there are so short. What place is that? It must be amazing to watch fireworks from there."

The girl held onto the back seat of the car in front of her, tilting her head to look out the window. Skyscrapers stood one after another, and she could only catch a glimpse of the dazzling fireworks through the gaps between the buildings.

"Let me see,"

The boy raised his wristband, seemingly looking at the map software on it. After a while, his voice lowered, and his previously shrugged shoulders slumped down. "That's the villa area in the St. Rothschild district."

The St. Rothschild district is where the wealthy of Whitland gather, and it is also home to the headquarters of most of the large conglomerates in Whitland.

The girl turned around and seemed to sense the change in the boy's emotions beside her. She leaned slightly against him and said, "It's okay. We don't need to buy a house there. We can just go to that area to watch fireworks in the future."

She looked at the boy's somewhat dejected and bewildered expression, then pulled a large canvas bag printed with an advertisement for Huiermei Hospital from under the seat. "Some things, you're born with, and you're not born with, so you won't have them," she said.

She reached into the bag and pulled out a steak. "Let's make steak tonight. My colleagues recommended it to me. It's a synthetic steak from the Nolanca Group. I haven't heard of this brand before, but they say it tastes really good, feels just like real meat, and is very cheap."

The boy stared blankly at the girl, the dazzling fireworks reflecting brilliant colors in her dark pupils.

He opened his mouth, about to say something, when a mechanical female voice came from the car's audio system.

"Hezier Station has been reached."

The bus slowly came to a stop.

"Idiot, it's time to get off the bus,"

The girl glanced at the surrounding buildings, carrying a bag in one hand and grabbing the boy's hand with the other, pulling him quickly toward the open car door. "We only have ten minutes left before the half-price transfer time. If we miss it, we'll have to pay an extra 50 cents!"

As they hurriedly left, two other young men dressed in simple denim overalls got into the car.

"Regular card users".

"Regular card users".

Two dry, repetitive mechanical female voices echoed in the carriage.

In Witland, the bus company basically uses a contactless payment system. As long as the wristband is linked to the bus company's app, the bus's program will detect the wristband's special identification chip and deduct the fare directly from the user's account.

This contactless payment method only supports credit card payments. Credit cards that have signed cooperation agreements with bus companies will receive additional fare reductions.

The bus doors closed, and the vehicle slowly started moving.

The two young men glanced at the somewhat empty bus and sat down a short distance diagonally in front of He Ao.

The young man sitting on the outer side seemed to be watching some kind of news; his headphones were of poor quality and had noticeable sound leakage.

With He Ao's current hearing, these sounds became one of the background noises echoing in his ears.

"On the 24th,

The bill pushed by Mayor Christos of Dawn to "further increase accident insurance coverage and increase insurance amounts in Dawn" was recommended for amendment by the city council, which means that the bill was not directly passed by the city council.

Christos stated that he would amend the bill and submit it to the city council for a vote.

"This is the second bill this year that the mayor has failed to pass directly in the city council. The first bill was to raise the minimum wage, which was passed after amendments, but the amount of the wage increase was greatly reduced compared to the original bill."

"Ever since the mayor implemented the Dawn City medical reform last year with shocking speed across the entire Federation, he has been under pressure from conglomerates in all aspects of his work."

"Currently, Christos' ruling coalition still holds the majority in the Dawn City Council, but judging from recent developments, the coalition seems to be splitting up."

According to an internal report in the Morning Light Daily, conservatives within the ruling coalition believe that Christos's actions since the healthcare reform have been too radical, and that excessive restrictions and punishments on conglomerates could lead things in an unpredictable direction.

"The radicals, on the other hand, believe that Christos's actions are too conservative, that the punishment of the conglomerate is insufficient, and that they are unable to effectively improve the already dire situation in Dawn City."

"Christos's recent bill failed to pass directly in the Dawn City Council, which also seems to be affected by this division."

"If Christos and his ruling coalition lose control of the Dawn City Council, the ambitious mayor is likely to become a lame duck with many obstacles, and the situation in Dawn City could become even more complicated as the federal midterm elections approach."

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"What are you looking at?"

Next to the young man, his companion, who was sitting by the window, leaned over and looked at the young man's bracelet.

"Tales from Trison TV broadcast a news report about Dawn City."

The young man took off his headphones and said in a low voice.

“Dawn City?” The companion by the window raised his voice slightly. He looked at the young man with a puzzled expression. “That’s across the entire Federation from us. It would take a whole day to get there by airship. Why are you concerned about them?”

Then he straightened up, leaned against the window, and started watching videos on his smartwatch. "Cheer up, work is tiring enough, why think about complicated things after get off work?"

“That’s true,” the young man put away his bracelet, then seemed to remember something, “The midterm elections are coming up soon, who are you going to vote for in the Senate?”

"Ned."

"My companion said without hesitation."

The bus was just passing a huge billboard with Ned's campaign poster on it.

"Why?" The young man was taken aback, the neon lights of Ned's campaign billboard shining in his face. "This guy's campaign slogans have basically never come true."

"promise,"

The companion lifted the bracelet to show the projection on it to the young man next to him.

From He Ao's perspective, he can see the image on the bracelet.

It was a beautiful young female blogger with a curvaceous figure who shared videos of her life.

"I quite like this blogger; she said she thinks Nidl..."

"That's good. She'll vote for Ned, so I'll vote for him too."

"Huh?" The young man was taken aback. "But what if that guy is a bastard?"

"Who cares?" his companion leaned back against the window. "Aren't all these senators bastards?"

He glanced at the video on his wristband and casually asked, "So, who do you want to vote for?"

“DeSanchez,”

The young man flipped through his bracelet, displaying an electronic campaign poster. He excitedly introduced it to his companion.

"He is young, not yet forty, and has worked in industrial areas before. He has pledged that if elected, he will work to push for federal legislation to improve employee benefits, raise the minimum wage, and increase employee safety."

“Our factory is so dangerous. A couple of days ago, someone in Workshop 15 got caught in a machine and there wasn’t even a complete bone left. If we had an accidental injury insurance like the one in Chenxi City, our families would have some protection if something happened to us.”

“Sounds good,” his companion said, leaning against the window and scrolling through the next video, “but all these politicians talked a big game during their campaigns, and this Desker…”

"DeSanchez".

The young man corrected his companion's pronunciation.

“DeSanker,” his companion deactivated the bracelet, sat up straight, and looked into the young man’s eyes, “how do you know he’s not another bastard?”

The young man's face was slightly blank.

“Cheer up,” his companion shrank back again. “No matter who goes up, the result will be the same. The officials in the city council won’t care about us, and neither will the federal council. The ones who appear in front of us are all chosen by the conglomerates. They’re all the same; just pick one that looks good and vote for them.”

The young man stared blankly at his companion as the bus passed the Ned campaign billboard and arrived in front of a huge shopping mall screen.

On this screen, Ned's campaign ads were also playing.

He looked up at Ned's confident, triumphant smile in the advertisement and suddenly felt a sense of irony.

The young man slumped back into his chair, leaning against the backrest and staring ahead.

This bus is driverless and slightly cheaper than a manned bus. There is no driver's seat at the front of the bus, only a large, empty windshield.

Through the windshield, the young man could clearly see the skyscrapers ahead, their neon lights flashing.

Ned's campaign ads filled advertising spaces of all sizes.

The cheerful, rhythmic, specially designed campaign music now sounded like jarring laughter echoing in his ears.

He glanced at the poster on the bracelet, slowly turned it off, and sighed softly.

"If only Christos were our mayor."

His companion looked up at him, watched the introductory video about Christos's accidental death insurance law on his wristband screen, and slowly turned off the wristband.

She also let out a soft sigh.

The rest of the journey was marked by a long period of silence.

The two young men, dressed in somewhat rough work clothes, got off at the next stop.

People came and went on the bus, but they always maintained a calm demeanor.

A relatively quiet state.

Before boarding the bus, He Ao bought a cloth cover on the street and wrapped the bone axe and wooden box together. After boarding, he leaned against the window, holding the cloth cover and staring at the road ahead.

There aren't many passengers on this route, and it's not rush hour right now.