Life Dungeon Game

"Cough cough,"

Yang De coughed, interrupting Wu Lan, and looked at Li Cheng, "Dean, what should we do next?"

Li Cheng smiled and didn't say anything about the jokes he had just made. Instead, he said with a smile, "For now, we have enough manpower, so we don't need to worry about long-term issues. Let's take it one step at a time and figure out the problem with the ruins first."

He looked at the screen. "According to the information we got from the World Tree and Moonlight, this time the ruins should be able to accommodate a maximum of 3 C-level, 12 D-level, and about 36 E-level and below, for a total of 51 slots."

"However, there is a problem now: the spacetime anchor point of the ruins has not yet been found."

"Even the new people sent from Moonlight and the World Tree haven't found the spacetime anchor point?"

Yang De asked in a low voice.

In the previous bizarre incidents, Ellen's World Tree branch was completely wiped out, and the Moonlight branch was completely wiped out except for those who were on field missions. Both organizations suffered heavy losses.

However, both organizations are close to Ruodan, and they have transferred a lot of people over the past two days.

Of course, the focus is still on comics.

Searching across the mountains and fields for the spacetime anchor point that is equivalent to the key to the passage to the ruins.

"No."

Li Cheng shook his head. "They don't have any leads yet."

"Considering the time spent so far, Moonlight and the World Tree have probably searched the entire city of Ellen. Theoretically speaking, the spacetime anchor couldn't have left Ellen on its own; it should have been found no matter where it was hidden, unless..."

Yang De pondered for a moment, then looked at the screen.

"The time-space anchor has been taken away."

"And in Ellen, the only person capable of taking the spacetime anchor and remaining undiscovered is..."

"Hao Yi,"

Li Cheng nodded. "I've already reached an agreement with Moonlight and the World Tree. Tomorrow, they will launch a large-scale campaign to find Hao Yi, just like before. I will be responsible for meeting Hao Yi, and the security and cleanup work in the surrounding area will be handled by our people together with Moonlight and the World Tree."

"Ok."

Yang De nodded, "Then we need to go to a reliable C-level location tomorrow as well."

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to He Ao.

"Ok?"

While listening to them talk and distracted by thoughts of the Great Cataclysm, Heo looked up blankly.

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Alarno

He Ao's alter ego, Hu Wen, has returned to this land ruled by pirates.

Alano's time is even earlier than Jordan's time; it is now dusk in the west, with stars hanging over the silent, dark sea.

He Ao controlled his clone, who was sitting by the sea fishing.

A somewhat haggard figure stumbled and ran towards He Ao.

It was Nodin, the assistant that the 'boss' had once assigned to Heo to help Heo manage the Tia Empire and the Dawn Organization in the surrounding area.

Although he's called an assistant, in reality, almost everything here doesn't go through He Ao's hands; Nordin handles everything himself, only using He Ao's C-level status as an endorsement.

Nordin stumbled to He Ao and knelt down with a thud before him. "Lord Hu Wen, boss, boss..."

"What's wrong, boss?"

He glanced at Nordin, raised his fishing rod, and cast the line a little further.

"The boss is gone."

"Nodin said, his voice trembling."

"Ok?"

He Ao paused in his actions, glancing coldly at Notting. "What happened to it?"

"I...I don't know..."

A few beads of cold sweat slid down Nordin's cheek. "The leader just contacted me suddenly, saying that he can't reach the boss and he's probably gone."

"How come you didn't even know it was gone?"

He looked at Nordin with icy eyes, "Then why did you come to me? My agreement didn't include the option of avenging him."

“There’s a phone call here,” Nordin said, trembling as he held up a satellite phone and handed it to Heo. “Yes, Chief. The Chief says you should call back.”

"leader?"

He Ao was taken aback.

The leader of dawn?

The one who created Dawn and claimed to separate the superhumans from ordinary people, granting the superhumans more privileges?

He Ao took the phone.

The phone is displaying the dial pad, which shows only one number.

He Ao dialed the number directly.

"Hello," came the voice of a somewhat aged man on the phone, speaking...

"Is it Huwen, spoken in such fluent Chinese?"

"Hello."

He put the phone to his ear and spoke softly.

"Hu Wen, it seems your 'boss' is in trouble. Are you still willing to work for Li Ming?"

The old man didn't beat around the bush and asked directly and bluntly.

"How much."

He Ao asked directly.

"If the 'boss' originally paid for it, can I give him half again?"

The old man asked in a slow voice.

"Double."

He Ao spoke directly.

"Seventy percent, that's the highest we can go."

The elderly man replied quickly.

He Ao hesitated for a moment, then said, "Deal."

"Thank you for your help."

The old man chuckled hoarsely, “It turns out that the areas near the Tia Empire and the Western Ruodan were all the ‘boss’s’ territory. Now he’s most likely gone, and his people can’t be found either. The organization is short-handed right now, so I’ll have to trouble you to take care of these places.”

No wonder they paid so much.

"Do I have a lot to do?"

He asked in a low voice.

"It's not much, just keep an eye on things. There are relevant managers over there. If anything happens, you can lend a hand. Of course, you can also replace your own manager if you want."

The old man chuckled, "I have something to attend to right now. I'll inform these people to contact your people later. By the way,"

He seemed to have thought of something and asked slowly, "Do you know where the 'painter' went?"

"A painter?" He Ao shook his head, telling the truth, "I don't know him."

"Oh, okay, then."

The old man nodded slightly. "Then I'll trouble you."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

He Ao put his phone away and glanced at Nordin beside him. "'The Painter'?"

"The painter is the main person in charge of the organization in the west and a friend of the 'boss'. It is said that the 'painter' was asked for help when the boss had something going on before."

Nordin answered in a low voice.

The 'painter' also appears to have disappeared.

Nordin carefully raised his head and glanced at Heo.

When the "boss" was around, he was the "boss's" agent and could control the nearby Dawn organization, so he didn't have to pay much attention to He Ao. Now that the "boss" is gone, He Ao has become his superior.

He knew very well that the person in front of him was a ruthless bandit who killed without blinking an eye, and he didn't know how He Ao would deal with him.

He knew his best option was to flee, which would surely save his life. But he couldn't bear to give up the power he held.

And so, one person knelt, and the other sat fishing.

Time passed second by second, until the bright moon hung low over the tip of the fishing rod.

Nordin's legs, shoulders, and elbows were numb, but he remained prone, not daring to move.

"Take it,"

A cell phone was tossed in front of him, followed by He Ao's cold voice, "Go do what you're supposed to do."

"Thank you, Lord Hu Wen! Thank you, Lord Hu Wen!"

Holding the phone, Nordin trembled as he kowtowed, "I am willing to go through fire and water for you, my lord!"

"Don't kill anyone. Tell those people not to go too far and not to cause trouble."

He Ao stared calmly at the fluorescent buoy on the sea surface, speaking gently and calmly as if he were chatting casually, "I have a lot of things to do, and I don't like cleaning up other people's messes."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Nordin responded tremblingly, his forehead pressed tightly against the sand and gravel on the ground.

"Let's go."

He said in a low voice.

"Yes!"