Life Dungeon Game

"In the wilderness, or in places without many tall buildings and lights."

He Ao reached out and rubbed his granddaughter's head.

"Oh."

Jiaxi nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

She lowered her head, her gaze sweeping over the surroundings, finally settling on a small pushcart stall not far in front of them.

It was an ice cream stand.

"Want to eat?"

He Ao lowered his head and looked at his granddaughter.

Jiaxi glanced at her grandfather, hesitated for a moment, and then shook her head.

He Ao smiled and led his granddaughter to the stall.

The question in front of me was, "How much is a cone ice cream?"

"One for 1.5 Federal Dollars, two for 2.5 Federal Dollars."

The stall owner glanced at He Ao and said quickly.

Just as He Ao was about to ask for one, he felt Jiaxi tickle his palm with two fingers.

So he changed his mind and said, "I want two."

"Okay, what flavor do you want?"

The shopkeeper quickly pulled out two ice cream cones. "We have vanilla, strawberry, original, and mango flavors."

"Uncle, I'd like a vanilla and a strawberry, please."

Jiaxi, who was shorter than the stall owner, raised her hands so that her small hands could reach over the stall's table and be seen by the owner.

"it is good."

The boss glanced at Jiaxi and chuckled.

He placed the ice cream cone in his hand under the ice cream machine, carefully pressed the button, and let the slightly speckled ice cream flow out of the outlet.

His movements were very skilled, and he quickly made two ice creams.

He Ao raised his wristband to pay.

"Here you are, little sister, your ice cream."

The owner then handed two ice creams to Jiaxi.

"Thank you uncle,"

Jiaxi excitedly took the ice cream, "Goodbye, Uncle."

Typically, when fast food restaurants use machines to press ice cream cones, the ice cream is only rolled two and a half times, and half of the cone is hollow inside.

The owner rolled it three times for them, and the inside of the ice cream cone was also packed tightly.

"Goodbye."

The shop owner smiled and said goodbye to Jiaxi.

Holding two ice creams in her hands, Jiaxi's steps became lighter.

This time she walked ahead of He Ao and handed the vanilla ice cream to him, saying, "Grandpa, have some."

He Ao paused for a moment as he looked at Jiaxi, who was holding the ice cream above her head and handing it to her.

Sito loves vanilla ice cream. When he first started taking care of his granddaughter, he would usually buy her vanilla ice cream whenever she wanted it without specifying a particular flavor.

Because he thought it tasted good.

"Grandpa, eat."

Seeing that He Ao didn't react, Jiaxi moved the ice cream closer to He Ao.

"Okay, Grandpa will eat."

He Ao took the ice cream, looked at the expectant little face beneath it, took a bite, and smiled, "It's delicious."

"hey-hey."

Jiaxi lowered her head and began to eat her ice cream.

The two ate ice cream and boarded the bus.

"Grandpa, where are we going next?"

Sitting in the back row, Jiaxi took a sip of ice cream, her lips speckled with pink and white, and asked softly.

“Let’s go back to Mom and Dad’s house first,” He Ao said slowly, glancing out the window, “and see if there’s anything left.”

In a hazy, shadowy alleyway outside the bus, he vaguely saw a moving shadow.

From a certain moment on, this shadow lurked in the corner, chasing the bus he was riding.

The bus soon arrived at the stop near Xito's son's house. He Ao got off the bus with his granddaughter in hand. In the brief moment between getting off, he vaguely saw that shadow again in a corner of an alley.

He Ao remained silent, but instead looked up at the building not far away. The blackened house that had caught fire last night stood out starkly against the clean exterior of the building.

He lifted his foot, carrying a suitcase and cane in one hand and holding his granddaughter's hand in the other, and quickly walked into the building.

Just then, a woman with brown-gold hair below the building caught a glimpse of He Ao's back in the scattered crowd, and without hesitation, she quickly chased after him.

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Ding--

As the elevator doors slowly opened.

The woman took a deep breath.

She's a little nervous now.

This wasn't her first time on this floor. After confirming that the apartment that caught fire last night was in this building, she came here beforehand to take a look around and familiarize herself with the surroundings.

Only after that did she go downstairs and stay near the building.

She was nervous because she saw someone who looked a lot like the old man from last night, but she couldn't be sure, so she just followed him around like a freak.

But now, it's time to reveal the answer.

If she wasn't mistaken, the old man should be on this floor right now, or even in the burning house.

She took another deep breath, stepped out of the elevator, and quickly walked out of the elevator lobby.

The burning house wasn't far from the elevator; it was located at the far end of the corridor, just a right turn after exiting the elevator lobby.

She raised her head, turned to the right, and looked towards the deepest part of the corridor.

The first thing that caught her eye was a slightly warped, open door.

When she arrived, the door was still closed.

A sense of excitement welled up in her heart. She looked up and saw the back of an old man in a smart suit, leaning on a cane and standing behind the door.

A relieved smile appeared on her face as she strode forward toward the house.

Just then, she saw a wriggling shadow hanging down from the burned-out ceiling of the house.

It was a twisted, worm-like monster with countless tiny fleshy legs.

At that moment, the monster stretched out its body and lunged at the old man's back.

"careful!"

The woman reached for her waist and shouted.

Just as she cried out, the monster pounced into the air, about to engulf the old woman's back.

At this moment, her hand had not yet touched the sharp blade at her waist.

It seems that everything is already too late.

puff--

The sound of a sharp object piercing flesh suddenly rang out.

A cane tip, still covered in dirt, pierced the worm-like monster's body. Immediately afterward, a hand emerged from the hole pierced by the cane, grabbed the worm-like monster's shell, and pulled hard.

tear-

The monster, nearly as tall as a person, was torn apart like fragile paper and discarded on the ground like trash.

The woman's expression and movements froze on the spot, and her hand, which had reached for the weapon at her waist, stopped in mid-air.

In her field of vision, at the very center of the blood, flesh, and ruins, an elderly man with gray hair and a straight back took out a white silk handkerchief from the inner pocket of his suit and slowly wiped his hands, which were stained with blood.

He looked up and saw the woman standing in the doorway.

Chapter 655 In the Shadow of the High-Rise Building (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

"Is there a problem?"

He Ao stared at the woman standing outside the door.

"Ah, this, I,"

The woman's outstretched hand seemed a little lost, hovering in mid-air. She waved it a few times, and finally touched the back of her head, giving an awkward smile. "The weather's nice today."

At the same time, she also realized that the old man's voice was exactly the same as the voice she had heard last night.

"It's really good."

He glanced at the direction of the window, which had been burned black. The faint light from outside shone into the room, clearly illuminating the dilapidated scene inside.

The apartment that Kavi bought wasn't very tall, only twelve stories. In St. John's, a city full of high-rise buildings where the taller the building, the more expensive it is, it's difficult to get any sunlight.

The fact that sunlight is filtering through the gaps between the tall buildings and into this room proves that today is indeed a good day.

Looking at the house, now reduced to ruins, the woman realized that what she was saying seemed a little inappropriate.

Just then, a small head popped out from behind He Ao. She looked down at the monster on the ground and said, "Ugh, how disgusting."