Life Dungeon Game

Sinji looked at Heo, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just smiled and looked behind him, "Your cane seems to be better."

The roar of the lathe had stopped sometime earlier, and Termok, standing in front of it, started working...

He took out a new silver cane.

It was still a curved cane, the entire modification seamless, as if it were cast from a single piece of steel.

However, He Ao still noticed fine, circular patterns on the handle of the cane.

Heo and Sienzi walked toward Temok.

"Sir, this cane was made in a bit of a rush and hasn't been painted yet."

Termok looked at Heo as he approached and said somewhat apologetically.

"fine,"

He Ao shook his head, "It looks pretty good this way too."

"If you like it, that's fine. We were very lucky; the material of this cane has reached the limit of D-grade. Ordinary D-grade materials cannot damage the cane at all."

Temok held up the cane and showed Heo the bottom end. "I made this bottom end into a pointed shape for you. It can be used for attacking, or it can be easily inserted into the ground for fixation."

"Besides that, this cane also has a small mechanism,"

He gripped the handle of his cane and glanced at Jiaxi, who was standing to the side peeking out. "Little sister, please move aside."

"it is good!"

Jiaxi nodded obediently and turned to step aside.

"You see, just turn this crank,"

Termok gripped the handle of his cane and slowly rotated it. The originally bent part gradually straightened under his rotation.

At the same time, as if some mechanism had been triggered, several sleeves inside the cane popped out one after another, and the entire cane instantly turned into a metal rod about two and a half meters long.

“This cane will then become a metal rod, and I will make it according to your requirements,”

He put the long stick down and showed the indentation with two small openings at the top of the stick. "There's a notch here that can hold your butterfly knife, so you can use this metal stick and the butterfly knife to make a spear."

He Ao walked to the top of the long stick, took out the butterfly knife from his pocket, unfolded it, and inserted it into the indentation of the gun muzzle. The entire blade of the butterfly knife fit perfectly into the indentation.

click -

The butterfly knife's pin popped out and locked perfectly into the small opening in the recess.

Termok then handed the assembled silver spear to Heo.

He Ao raised his gun, stretched out his hand, and thrust it forward. The gun flew out like a dragon, slicing through the air with a rustling sound.

"What a gun!"

He sighed, then twisted the base, the gun retracted, and it became a cane again, but the butterfly knife could still be embedded in the top.

This means that the long spear can also be transformed into a cane pistol at any time.

He then put away the butterfly knife, planted his cane on the ground, and looked at Termok, "Thank you, I really like this."

“It’s alright, it’s alright,” Temok said with a smile. “I’m glad you like it.”

He Ao, holding his new cane, looked at Si Enji beside him and said slowly, "I have to go out for a bit. Could you please take care of Jiaxi for me?"

Jiaxi suddenly grabbed He Ao's clothes.

He Ao squatted down, looked at his granddaughter at eye level, and said gently, "This time, the place Grandpa is going to might be dangerous for Jiaxi."

Jiaxi is unable to resist pollution, and He Ao has no idea whether there is anything that cannot be observed at the headquarters of Evolution.

Jiaxi stared wide-eyed at He Ao.

Finally, she gently bit her lip and slowly released her grip. "When Grandpa comes back, he should give..."

Jiaxi brought ice cream.

She looked at He Ao, her eyes sparkling, "I'd like one vanilla and one strawberry."

"it is good."

He reached out and patted her head, then took out the bracelet that Eve had remotely controlled and logged into the black market account from his pocket and put it on Jiaxi's wrist.

He then stood up and looked at Sienzi.

Sinji didn't know what Heo was going to do. He just stared at Heo and sighed softly, "Old man, come back alive."

"Ah."

He Ao nodded slightly, leaned on his cane, and walked towards the door.

The rusty iron gate opened automatically, and Eve's remotely controlled off-road vehicle was already parked in front of it.

At this moment, Heo suddenly turned around and looked at Sienzi, who had followed him to the door.

"what happened?"

Sinji was somewhat puzzled.

"The new mayoral election will be held in two months."

He Ao said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Sienji paused for a moment, then shook his head. "It's impossible. We can't win against Krot, who is supported by the Kegete Group. Mayoral elections require a lot of exposure. Eight years have passed, and people may have already forgotten about us."

He Ao turned his head to look at the city under the night sky and the shadows of the homeless people beneath it. "Why don't you go and ask them yourself?"

Sinji followed He Ao's gaze, looking slightly lost. "But even if we succeed, it will only be following the same path we have already walked. We alone cannot resist the Kejette Group."

He Ao turned around and glanced at him. "Do you know 'K'?"

Sinji paused for a moment.

While he was still in a daze, He Ao's figure had already gotten into the off-road vehicle and disappeared into the night.

At that moment, Sienzi suddenly realized something. He stared in the direction where Heo had disappeared, his pupils suddenly contracting.

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Chapter 681 Falling from the Sky (Mega Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Bang—bang—

A crisp knock echoed through the quiet, deep corridor.

"Please come in."

An old voice came from behind the door.

Ishia reached out and pushed open the door, looking into the office.

At this moment, the elderly man with a full head of white hair is sitting behind a huge sand table, holding a yellowed book and slowly turning the pages.

Unlike last time, this time there is a small bookshelf in the innermost corner of the office, with some books and folders on it.

Ishia glanced at the old man and slowly began, "Director, I think..."

"Following the council's decision, all documents related to the Nighthawk case investigation will be sealed, and all items and other documents related to Nighthawk have been destroyed."

He glanced at the folder in the corner of the sand table in front of him. "Tonight I will pack these documents and send someone to deliver them back to the headquarters of the Pollution Cleanup Department."

Then he lowered his head and continued to flip through the book in his hands, saying slowly, "Theoretically speaking, once the documents are sealed, no one can access them without the council's permission."

"But······"

Ishia gazed at the old man.

"Ah~"

The old man looked up, yawned, and then closed the book in his hand. "Getting old makes you sleepy. Before I knew it, I was almost seventy."

He slowly stood up and leisurely reached out to put the books back on the shelf. "The number of old friends who are still alive is getting smaller and smaller."

Then he glanced at Ishia and yawned again.

"Girl, I'm going back to sleep now. This will be your office from now on. You can familiarize yourself with it first, but don't go through the files on my sand table."

As he spoke, he brushed past Ishia and walked out of the room.

Hearing the old man's words, Ishia paused for a moment, then looked at the old man's retreating figure as he entered the corridor and smiled.

She then walked straight to the spot where the old man had just been sitting and looked at the folder on the sand table.

A note was attached to the folder, indicating the names of the files inside.

[Collection of Investigation Documents for the 'Nighthawk Case']

She reached out and opened the folder.

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click -

The tall SUV came to a stop in the silent night.

He Ao pushed open the car door, took his cane, and got out of the SUV.

This is not Xicheng Third Street, but an abandoned factory not far from Xicheng Third Street.

In St. John, homeless people live in abandoned buildings and factories, wherever they can find shelter from the wind and rain.

In the West Side, the most dangerous area of ​​St. John's City, gangs naturally emerge among these homeless people.

However, the factory where He Ao is currently working is an exception.

This is the site of a chemical plant explosion, and the ground is littered with toxic chemicals.

This factory used to belong to the Kegete Group, but it was temporarily abandoned because the cost of cleaning up the chemicals was too high.

The area where the factory was originally located is mostly ruins, with only a few corners offering some shelter from the wind and rain. Also, because it is filled with toxic chemicals, homeless people are generally unwilling to come here if they have a better option.

Based on the information Eve found, this job

The factory is located in the least populated area near Xicheng Third Street.

Because of the sparse population, this area is one of the most densely populated killing zones in the entire West City. Many gangs bring people who cannot be killed openly to be executed here.

On the ground beneath He's feet, there were clearly visible dried bloodstains.