Life Dungeon Game

It was a bald figure with a faint glimmer in its eyes.

He looked at He and Ao with a smile, "I didn't expect you two to make it this far. It's quite surprising."

Flames erupted from beneath his feet, lifting his body into the air.

The prosthetic body still appears to be a D-grade device.

Although it doesn't look like a Class D cybernetic body from a legitimate arms dealer.

He handed the Gauss gun to his granddaughter, then reached one hand inside his clothes.

"Are you going to pull out some kind of weapon that can deal with me?"

The man hovering in the air chuckled, raised his hand, and aimed it at He Ao. A dazzling light gathered in his hand. "It's over, old man. You can pick a good spot in heaven now."

"Could you take a look at this for me first?"

A hoarse and aged voice rang in his ears.

His bright eyes suddenly narrowed as he looked to his side in surprise.

An elderly man, dressed neatly and leaning on a cane, stood beside him, calmly watching him.

In the old man's other hand, he held the handle of a butterfly knife with a metallic texture, while the blade connected to the handle was now embedded in his chest.

That is where his energy core is located.

"How...could...it...be...so...fast?"

He opened his mouth, his face filled with disbelief.

He raised his hand and swung it, sending his mechanical body flying across the corridor and into the empty courtyard.

boom--

Brilliant fireworks exploded in the sky, briefly dispelling the darkness.

Although this person's prosthetic body did not come from a legitimate manufacturer, Vian had previously studied prosthetic bodies made by small factories or mechanics.

Due to a lack of a strong research and development team, these prosthetic bodies are basically manufactured by modifying existing models available on the market.

The core energy source for these publicly available models is primarily located in the chest area.

With a flick of his wrist, He Ao retracted the butterfly knife blade into the hilt, then inserted the knife back into the inside of his clothes.

Rank D was beyond Jiaxi's capabilities, so he activated Hyper Memory and instantly killed the guy.

The.

Jiaxi stared blankly at her grandfather's back.

Before starting actual combat, she had no understanding of her own strength because she was unclear about her own position.

But now, she could clearly realize just how powerful that robot was.

"Shall we continue?"

He Ao, leaning on his cane, glanced back at his granddaughter and asked softly.

"it is good!"

Jiaxi nodded emphatically.

The two of them continued forward.

The number of gang members on the 28th floor and above has been decreasing, but their combat strength has also been increasing.

He Ao has met several cyborgs who are completely mechanical.

Along this stretch of road, Jiaxi mostly dealt with the enemies she encountered on her own, only handing them over to He Ao when she needed to go all out or when she was truly outmatched.

He Ao stood behind his granddaughter, watching her learn, fight, and grow.

The two quickly arrived at the thirty-fifth floor.

All the doors on this floor are closed, and guarding this floor is an automated turret machine.

The machine fired a shot at He Ao as soon as he came up, almost hitting him.

He Ao was also somewhat surprised by the appearance of this machine.

This type of special warfare equipment is usually supplied exclusively to city defense forces and is difficult to obtain through normal channels; moreover, it is very expensive.

However, compared to humanoid robots, these fixed turrets, although more powerful, are actually easier to deal with.

He Ao immediately took out his butterfly knife, unfolded it, and rushed forward. During the brief interval while the turret was charging, he pierced the muzzle shield with one strike, destroying the mechanical structure inside.

At that moment, Jiaxi, who was standing behind him, saw the door number next to He Ao: 3507.

Realizing something, she shouted, "Grandpa, watch out!"

Almost at the same time as her voice rang out, a giant tentacle pierced through the glass of 3507 and headed towards He Ao Juan, who was standing on the turret.

A monster that conceals its presence, Rank C.

He Ao looked at the tentacle, and his movements were no slower than the tentacle's; in fact, it seemed that he had been preparing for the tentacle to burst out long ago.

However, instead of lunging at the tentacle, he smashed open the door to room 3507.

A room filled with the stench of blood came into his view.

The room was filled with a dull, blood-red hue, and chunks of flesh, like fungi, crawled all over the walls and ceiling.

He Ao had refrained from making a move because he couldn't pinpoint the monster's exact location and was afraid of alerting it if he suddenly intervened. Now, that concern was gone.

With his divine sense, he quickly scanned the room and, amidst the chaotic flow of energy, precisely located a mass of flesh and blood on the left wall.

The tentacles that had been reaching out had now rolled back inside.

He Ao charged forward and, before the tentacles could retract, plunged the blade of his butterfly knife into the mass of flesh.

The entire room convulsed violently in that instant, and countless pieces of flesh and blood fell from the ceiling.

He Ao immediately drew his butterfly knife, jumped backward, and rushed out of the small door.

At this moment, Jiaxi rushed over. She glanced at the writhing flesh inside the door, and then focused all her attention on He Ao.

He Ao saw the worry in her eyes and reached out to pat her head.

Then he turned to look at the end of the corridor.

This contaminated monster, which conceals its presence, is indeed formidable, and it even has turrets to draw attention.

If it weren't for the man on the 20th floor reminding him, he might have really suffered some losses.

However, the existence of this polluted monster also indirectly confirms that He Ao's previous deduction was correct.

He Ao led his granddaughter to the top of the stairs.

On the next floor, no one stopped He Ao, and the entire corridor was quiet.

He Ao climbed up the floors one by one and soon reached the top floor.

This is the 40th floor of this building. From the first floor to here, I climbed 39 flights of stairs.

There is only one door on this floor.

He walked toward the door, leaned against the edge of the corridor, and looked down at the courtyard again.

Standing on the top floor and looking down, the deep courtyard is like an endless abyss, pitch black, dim, and devouring everything.

Bright lights shone at He Ao's feet.

He Ao withdrew his gaze and stopped in front of the door.

The door seemed to sense the presence of the 'guest' outside; it trembled slightly and slowly opened.

A man in a white shirt stood in front of the wine cabinet behind the door, uncorking a bottle of red wine. He glanced at He Ao outside the door, a gentle smile on his face.

"Old sir, what brought you here today? The Pollution Cleanup Division, or... the Source of Evolution?"

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"It seems you're not doing well."

He Ao glanced at the man in the room, but instead of answering his question, he gave his evaluation.

He sensed a slightly mad and twisted sense of oppression emanating from this man; this must be the leader of the Poison Scorpion Gang.

He leaned on his cane and walked into the room step by step.

Jiaxi followed closely behind him.

The house is very spacious; apart from some decorative partitions and load-bearing walls, the entire house is almost completely open.

The man in front of me had completely converted the top floor into his 'residence'.

Near the entrance of this residence is a smart wine cabinet displaying various fine wines, surrounded by several genuine leather sofas.

"Today, the handover ceremony for St. John's Central Park was held in front of the ceremonial platform in the park."

Between the wine cabinet and the sofa, a transparent television is suspended by an extremely thin steel wire, currently replaying a news program that was broadcast earlier that day.

Mayor Krotter participated in the ceremony and delivered a speech, stating that the sale of the Central Park project brought a large sum of money to the city of St. John, which will greatly alleviate the city's debt burden. The surplus funds will be used for the distribution of welfare food, providing enough food to combat hunger for the large number of people who are still starving.

"The St. John Central Park project is the last of a series of government asset sales plans since Mayor Crott took office, bringing to a close a three-year government streamlining plan."

Professor Wikward of the Nord School of Business highly praised the St. John City's move to streamline government and return to the market. He believes that this move will greatly reduce the St. John City government's expenditures and significantly increase the St. John City government's revenue through taxes on active businesses.

He claimed that this would effectively alleviate the city of St. John's current debt burden and greatly enhance the city's credibility in the federal financial market.

"Currently, St. John City has accumulated hundreds of billions of federal dollars in foreign debt in the federal financial market, exceeding the city's total economic output and more than ten times the city's total annual tax revenue."

"The financial market has long believed that the St. John City government is on the verge of bankruptcy, and the sale of government assets may effectively alleviate the city government's current predicament."

"The other party in this transaction, Kegette Grain Group, which acquired Central Park, also sent board members to participate in the ceremony."

"The visiting board member also delivered a speech, emphasizing the importance of St. John to the entire group and expressing his commitment to helping St. John overcome its difficulties..."

"Life's circumstances are always ups and downs,"

The man standing in front of the wine cabinet took out a decanter, poured red wine into it, seemingly answering what He Ao had said when he entered. He then glanced at the transparent television and casually chuckled.

"When St. John's City Center Park was built, it cost 200 million federal dollars. If it were sold on the market now, it would fetch at least 300 to 400 million dollars. But the Kegete Group only spent 170 million federal dollars to buy this park today. That amount of money is just going into the city government's debt."