Life Dungeon Game

She wanted to make a sound, but the intense drowsiness made her almost lose control of her body.

She mustered the last bit of strength in her body, bit her tongue, and the intense pain and the strong metallic taste of her blood brought her a brief moment of clarity.

She looked in the blurry direction of the old man in her field of vision, opened her mouth, and called out in a soft, hoarse, and somewhat confused voice,

"Run...run...run..."

He looked up at the woman, then raised the butterfly knife in his hand, the closed hilt unfolding like the wings of a fluttering butterfly.

He was completely different from when he first entered the courtyard. Back then, he could only rely on Sito's physical strength, his combat awareness, and his predictions to dodge Vittor's attacks.

Now, the power of hypermemory fills his body.

With his other hand, he raised his cane and dashed out like a phantom. His large butterfly knife danced in the wind like falling petals with a glint of light, severing the 'tentacle chains' floating in the air one by one.

However, He Ao did not sever all the tentacles; he only consciously severed those tentacles that were about to attack him or that were blocking his path.

As blood gushed from the severed limb, the wriggling tentacles fell onto the lawn. Almost instantly, before Witt could even react, Heo was already in front of him.

Heo once again unfolded the handle of the butterfly knife in front of Witt, the sharp blade coiling in his hand like a nimble little snake.

Before Witt could even be surprised by Heo's speed, his gaze was drawn to the intricate glint of the butterfly knife.

Just as his concentration intensified, He Ao gripped the hilt of the knife, channeling his power into his arm to create a reinforced circuit. The blade flashed out like lightning, piercing through...

The knife pierced Witte's heart, and the sharp tip emerged from Witte's back.

Bright red blood splattered on the elegant collar of the suit.

He drew his butterfly knife, took a half step back, and stared at Witt.

Witt's eyes widened, his expression shifting from focus to surprise to disbelief.

In fact, only five seconds have passed since he unleashed all his tentacles in his attack.

Life and death are separated by only five seconds.

He leaned forward and fell to the ground.

He Ao's attack just now shattered his energy gathering point.

The tentacles that had been tightly wrapped around the suspended woman also fell from the sky.

He Ao turned around and raised his hand, the sharp blade slicing through the tentacles that were tightly wrapped around the woman as she fell.

These tentacles disintegrated in mid-air and landed on the ground before the woman, cushioning her fall.

At this moment, He Ao raised the butterfly knife, the blade flashing and folding in his hand, eventually returning to its original shape where the blade was folded back into the hilt.

The woman who fell to the ground regained consciousness briefly due to the pain of the fall, and she looked at He Ao's blurry figure in her field of vision with some confusion.

He Ao handed her the folded butterfly knife he was holding. "Your butterfly knife?"

The woman struggled to lift her head, gazing at He Ao's blurry figure. She hadn't yet recovered from this dramatic turn of events; hazy memories surfaced in her mind. She opened her mouth, "Knife...you...knife..."

Finally, overwhelming exhaustion overwhelmed her, and she fell into a deep sleep.

He Ao, who was squatting in front of her, looked at the person who had fainted in front of him with some confusion.

The woman in front of him was dressed in a neat red delivery uniform, but her demeanor and behavior were not like those of a delivery person, and since she appeared in Victor's courtyard, she seemed to be someone hostile to Victor.

Vittor's identity is that of the Eagle Claw gang leader. The enemies of such gang members are either other gang members, the St. John City Police Department, or the FBI.

The woman had just helped him escape, seemed to be on the side of justice, and given the supernatural events, she was very likely an FBI agent.

However, the FBI's presence in St. John's City is very low. In Sito's more than half a century of life, he rarely heard anything about the FBI, especially in the last ten years or so, there has been almost no news of them, which is not like the kind of organization that could mobilize manpower to wipe out the Extraordinary Gang.

Or perhaps it's some kind of organization within the St. John Police Department that's similar to the FBI?

He Ao shook his head. He had too little information to reconstruct the identity of the woman in front of him.

He thought for a moment, then quickly picked up the woman.

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Outside the courtyard gate, Jiaxi, sitting in the SUV, looked up and stared blankly at the woman being held in her grandfather's arms. "Grandpa, where did you find this older sister?"

"Found it in the yard,"

He Ao put the woman down and leaned her against the wall, then reached out to his granddaughter, "Jacqueline, give me the syringe."

"it is good."

Jiaxi quickly handed the syringe, which she had been holding and which bore the logo of Qunxing Pharmaceuticals, to He Ao.

He Ao moved very quickly throughout the journey, and only fifteen seconds had passed since he activated his super memory.

He leaned against the wall, took a deep breath, gripped the syringe, and simultaneously deactivated his hypermemory.

A tremendous sense of exhaustion suddenly swept over me.

In that instant, He Ao felt his heartbeat briefly stop, and then his whole body began to weaken rapidly. He felt his breathing becoming increasingly difficult.

He gripped the adrenaline in his hand, and just as he was about to insert the syringe needle into his body, a gentle force instantly filled his body, causing his almost still heart to beat again.

Came alive.

He Ao put down the syringe in his hand.

He glanced at the personal attributes in his field of vision.

[He Ao (Sito)]

[Privilege Level: Advanced Player]

Physical fitness: 1194 (7)

[Skills: Talent Sequence 272: Super Memory (C-rank), Basic Firearms Mastery (Soul Part), Talent Sequence 72: Stealth Mage (C-rank) (Unusable)]

Mechanical modification: None

[Martial Arts: Qi Refining to Spirit Transformation (Rank C) (Partial Usability)]

Physical fitness level 7, which is 3 less than that of a normal person in the instance world.

Of course, this physical fitness level doesn't refer to explosive physical fitness. When Sito explodes, his physical fitness level should reach around 15-17.

This should also be considered Sito's physical condition during his prime.

But Sito was too old; all his organs were aging, and his strong muscles could not stop him from passing away.

Although he is healthy enough compared to other elderly people his age, this still does not change the fact that he is an old man.

The fitness method he practiced was somewhat similar to Rigit's body-building techniques, but it was far inferior to them. It was more like a modified, more acceptable "youthful" fitness method.

Under normal circumstances, this fitness method can help Sito live a long and healthy life, living to his seventies or eighties.

However, the death of his wife, as well as the disappearance and death of his son and daughter-in-law, dealt a heavy blow to his mental health.

During the month his son was missing, he barely worked out.

This is precisely the problem that He Ao has been worried about.

After being promoted to C-level, Super Memory consumes a portion of the body's energy each time it is used.

Pete in the Fountain of Youth dungeon had a physical attribute of only 4, but that was when he was weak. His organs were still quite active, and his potential life force was actually very strong.

However, Sito's old and weak body, with most of its organs already aged, may not be able to support the depletion of super memory.

Aging is a problem that He Ao has to face.

That's why he bought an adrenaline syringe.

The adrenaline injection developed by Qunxing Pharmaceutical can give people a temporary surge of energy.

However, its use may cause permanent damage to the body, making the body weaker than before after recovery.

This thing, in a sense, is a drain on a person's life and potential.

However, it should be sufficient to temporarily cope with the energy depletion after using hypermemory.

However, he did not inject adrenaline directly, but waited for something else.

On the first day of each instance, the system will provide a healing effect, allowing He Ao to recover from severe injuries.

.

This time, Sito's injury was not serious enough, so Heo did not feel the effects of the treatment.

However, He Ao felt that this effect wouldn't just disappear out of thin air; it would likely appear after the injury reached a certain level.

Sure enough, the therapeutic effect appeared after the body weakened to a certain extent.

He put away the syringe.

This treatment's effectiveness is also why he was in such a hurry tonight.

After all, this item seems to be time-limited; it has never appeared the next day. If he comes back tomorrow to deal with Vittoria, this C-rank monster, even though he has just surpassed C-rank and isn't a very strong monster, he will still have to pay the price himself, as there's no healer to cushion the blow.

Make good use of the game rules.

After dealing with Witt, he will also have a brief respite.

Otherwise, the Eagle Claw Gang's pursuit would probably never stop.

Once he had recovered somewhat, Heo began to organize and recall the information he had just perceived in Witt's mind using his hyper-memory.

The time was short and not much information was obtained, but judging from the thoughts that flashed through Witt's mind, the 'commission' he initially received did not explicitly include the grandfather and grandson of Sito.

The initial commission was simply to burn down the house and destroy everything Sito's son had left behind.

However, when Victor sent people to keep an eye on them, he discovered the presence of Sito and his grandson, and the two of them moved into the son's house.

After confirming the existence of Sito and his grandson, Witt decided to burn the house and its inhabitants down.

In reality, the commission fee for this job was not high, less than 10,000 Federal Dollars. It looked like the commission fee for a small house, and did not include the murder.

Judging from this situation, the 'client' did not actually value the Sito family.

However, Witt and the client seemed to have done "business" many times and were very familiar with each other, so after discovering Sito and his son, he decided to throw their lives away.

"grandfather!"

Just as He Ao was leaning against the wall to sort out his thoughts, Jiaxi jumped out of the SUV window, rushed to He Ao, grabbed his hand, and stared at him with wide eyes.

"Grandpa is fine."

He Ao reached out and rubbed the little girl's head before staggering to his feet.