Life Dungeon Game

The small door was locked, and a rusty little sign was embedded in it: [Warehouse].

The smart lock that was locking the door was broken; only the mechanical keyhole, which still had some scratches, indicated that the mechanical parts of the lock were still usable.

If it's a smart lock, He Ao can find a way to get Eve to connect and crack it, but if it's a purely mechanical lock, Eve can't crack it directly.

He thought for a moment, then used his divine sense to extend beyond the door and see the scene behind it.

Then he paused slightly, pressed his index finger against the keyhole, and let his divine sense penetrate out, quickly figuring out the structure of the lock cylinder.

He then found a rusty piece of iron nearby, took out a butterfly knife, and shaved the iron into the shape of a thin key.

Finally, he inserted the key into the lock cylinder and turned it gently.

click -

With a crisp sound, the rusty door was easily opened.

The lock cylinder turns very easily without much resistance, which proves that someone has been oiling the mechanical lock cylinder, indicating that this room is occupied quite frequently.

Jiaxi, standing to the side, stared in disbelief at everything. In her eyes, her grandfather had opened the door in a flash, without her even knowing what he had done.

He noticed Jiaxi's expression, and glanced to his right and behind him, signaling for Jiaxi to hide behind him.

Jiaxi quickly understood, suppressed her surprise, and immediately stepped back behind He Ao.

After confirming that Jiaxi had created some distance, He Ao slowly opened the rusty iron door. Just then, a twisted and illusory figure suddenly rushed out from behind the door, opening its blood-red maw to bite at He Ao's head.

It was a grotesque evil spirit, its entire body covered in twisted, all sorts of bone armor.

He Ao raised the butterfly knife in his hand, covered it with his divine sense, took a step forward, and the sharp blade sliced ​​through the evil spirit's illusory body, destroying its entire form.

Weapons enhanced by divine sense can harm spirits.

As the evil spirit was killed, the iron gate in front of He Ao was slowly pulled open.

A small, cramped, long, narrow room came into He Ao's view.

"Grandpa, that's...?"

Jiaxi walked over and looked into the room.

At the entrance to the room, a black hound, seemingly blending into the shadows, lay at the doorway. It had a deep wound on its body, and its eyes were wide open as it glared angrily at Heo, who was standing at the door.

"Shadow Dog".

He Ao slowly walked over and reached out to wipe the hunting dog's eyes.

Shadowhounds find it difficult to identify with humans, but once they do, they will live and die with that human until their last breath.

This shadow hound has long since died.

It just lies there, serving as a final deterrent to anyone trying to get in.

He Aodi

He glanced at the wounds on the Shadowhound and sensed a slight contamination emanating from the Winding Hill.

That twisted evil spirit must have been a monster formed from the combined soul fragments of the corruption and the remnants of the Shadowhound.

"Jiaxi, wait for Grandpa at the door."

He looked into the room and said slowly.

There is a possibility that there are items with stronger pollutants inside the house.

"it is good!"

Jiaxi nodded.

He Ao had already slowly gotten up and walked into the house.

At the far end of this narrow room, there was a small bed with a small desk in front of it.

At this moment, a 'person' wearing an iron mask is sitting at a desk, leaning against the wall.

His body was covered in wounds, and his clothes were stained with bright red blood.

Just by looking at him, Heo seemed to hear some chaotic dance music coming from his ears.

However, divine sense could not detect any flow of energy.

This person has been dead for a long time.

His extraordinary power kept his body looking as if he had just died.

Just as He Ao had predicted.

The person this broken seashell ultimately connected to was the Nighthawk.

He Ao walked to the desk.

The things on the desk were simple: a pen, a memory chip, and a piece of paper covered with writing.

He Ao picked up the paper; the handwriting was beautiful, in a cursive script.

Hello, my friend, I'm so glad you came here. I don't know how you found me, but I hope we can be friends.

As I leave this letter, I am about to go to a battle from which there is probably no return.

However, I had to go. The distorted pollution kept me up all night, and I knew I couldn't hold on much longer.

I hope that when you find me, not too much time has passed. The memory card on my desk contains all the information I have gathered from my investigation. If possible, I hope you can send this information to the FBI headquarters or make it public.

This is dangerous, please be careful.

I can't offer you much, but here are some simple pieces of extraordinary knowledge that I hope will be helpful.

My ability is Talent Sequence 100: Martial Artist. The D-level of this path is Talent Sequence 50: Martial Artist, the E-level is Talent Sequence 23: Fighter, and the F-level is Talent Sequence 5: Angry Man.

Below are the recipes for these four talent sequence elixirs.

He Ao already possessed the secret formula for the madman, fighter, and martial artist's medicine.

Therefore, his focus was mainly on the secret medicine formula of the 'traditional martial artist'.

[Talent Sequence 100: Martial Arts Master]

Main ingredients: Heart of the Fiery Ape, Core Root of the Abyss Willow

[Additional materials: 5 petals of the Heart-Stabilizing Flower, 1000 ml of water from a 1000-meter-deep pool, 5 stalks of Hundred-Tech Grass]

[Preparation method: Crush the Hundred-Tech Grass and three petals of the Heart-Stabilizing Flower, squeeze out all the juice, and put the remaining part after squeezing out the juice into the fire and roast it in the flames until the outer skin of the heart is charred and becomes a crispy layer. Then peel off the outer skin, take out the hot heart tip meat inside, mix it with the core root of the Abyss Willow that has been soaked in the deep pool water for 24 hours, add the remaining Heart-Stabilizing Flower petals and crush them, and take the juice extracted from the mixture.]

[Promotion Ceremony: Within a week, completed multiple battles in which the weak defeated the strong using fighting techniques.]

Chapter 688 An Invitation from Driss (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Evolution from the Headquarters Building

"Minister, these are the results of our first phase of the search."

Outside the broken window on the 77th floor, a man in a pollution cleanup department uniform handed a report to Ishia, who was sitting in the ruins.

"OK,"

Ishia took the document. "Thank you for your hard work. Continue the search. Tell the brothers not to act alone and to be wary of the pollutants lurking in the shadows."

"Yes!"

The man nodded emphatically and walked down the stairs.

Ishia raised her head and looked up.

There was no longer a ceiling to block the view; there was only a completely hollowed-out area. Looking up, you could see directly the ceiling of the floor above, the seventy-eighth floor.

Last night, after conquering the headquarters of Evolution, Ishia arranged for people to descend from the 78th floor and destroy the ceiling of the 77th floor, turning the two floors into one.

In those still intact edges, some winding patterns can still be faintly seen, but these fragmented patterns have lost their mystique.

At this moment, theoretically speaking, there is no one else left in the entire headquarters building of Evolution except for the people from the Pollution Cleanup Division.

All the surrendered members of the Evolutionary Order and the surviving, domesticated Pollution Monsters have been transferred to the Pollution Cleanup Department building for detention and interrogation.

However, because there are still many areas in the headquarters building of Evolution that have not been cleaned up, in order to ensure the safety of further cleaning and to prevent anyone from accidentally entering the building and causing additional incidents, the Pollution Cleanup Department has sealed off the building for subsequent cleaning.

Given the importance of this headquarters building and the potential for pollution, it is necessary to have a high-ranking and powerful figure remain here to maintain order and reassure the public.

As the designated next head of St. John's City, Ishia is naturally the most suitable person.

Of course, this wasn't entirely the reason she volunteered to stay here.

Ishia lowered her head and glanced at the bracelet.

The bracelet contained her chat history with the 'old gentleman' from last night. She took a screenshot of the anonymous message 'Look up and see' and sent it to 'Old Mr. Sito'.

The other party only replied with a simple sentence: 'Destroy the ceiling and try your best to stay outside.'

She put down the bracelet and turned to look out the broken window.

The blazing sun in the sky had been shrouded in dark clouds at some point. As the sunlight that had been spilling onto the city gradually faded, she seemed to hear the rumble of thunder before a storm.

hum-

Just then, her bracelet vibrated.

She glanced at her wristband, answered the call, and soon an elderly man with silver hair appeared in her field of vision.

"Director, is there anything I can help you with?"

she asked with some confusion.

"Girl, you did a great job this time."

Driss on the other end of the phone seemed very pleased. He smiled at Ishia, "Your appointment document is already being stamped and should be released this afternoon. The council is very satisfied with your results."

"They specially allocated funds to purchase a 'Talent Sequence 125: War Correspondent' elixir for you, and it's already on its way for the promotion ceremony."

They will be sent along with it.

At this moment, Driss seemed to remember something. He looked at Ishia and continued to laugh.

“‘War Correspondent’ is the next C-level talent sequence in your current talent sequence. I remember you’ve been promoted to D-level for a long time now, right? Once you’re promoted to C-level, this old man can finally leave this place in peace.”

Even Ishia was slightly taken aback upon hearing the news, then said with some surprise, "Thank you, Director."

She knew very well that the council wouldn't have been so generous all of a sudden if Driss hadn't spoken up for her on his behalf.