Life Dungeon Game

"fine,"

Driss chuckled, "Your grandfather used to take good care of me too, by the way,"

He paused slightly, becoming a little serious, and looked at Ishia. "Your skilled 'informant' is also a major 'hero' in this operation, and the council is very interested in him, but you don't seem to have left his contact information in the 'informant file'?"

"Um,"

Ishia nodded. She knew that the director was indirectly asking her for the 'old man's' contact information. She paused briefly, then continued, "That gentleman doesn't really want others to know about his existence."

"Yes, that suits his cautious personality."

Driss nodded slightly. "Then you should continue to maintain contact with him. He's very strong."

He warned with a serious expression, "Remember not to let him become our enemy. In the Night Hawk incident, we have already lost a large number of C-level enemies. If we really have such an enemy, there may be no one in the entire Pollution Cleanup Division except me who can defeat him."

"Ok."

Ishia nodded vigorously.

Driss then hung up the phone.

The moment the call ended, Ishia turned around without hesitation, sending a message while manipulating her bracelet, and quickly walked towards the stairs.

"Minister? Is there something wrong?"

The young staff member guarding the stairwell asked with some curiosity.

"I'll go check the first floor,"

Without looking up, Ishia stopped abruptly after descending several steps, turned around, and looked at the young staff member. "Tell the guys not to go back to the branch office building."

The staff member was taken aback for a moment, then immediately nodded, "Okay!"

By the time he responded, Ishia had already disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

-

[My friend, if you are indeed interested in the 'Traditional Martial Artist' talent sequence, I can also share some of my own insights with you.]

In the storage room of the underground parking lot, He Ao was still reading Night Hawk's 'last will and testament'.

A key point in mastering the 'Traditional Martial Arts' is understanding combat or 'martial arts'. The more combat experience you have and the deeper your understanding of martial arts, the easier it will be to master this talent sequence.

The deeper your understanding of this talent sequence, the more profound your knowledge of combat will become, and all of this will ultimately translate into your strength.

The power bonus that 'Traditional Warrior' can gain may not be as much as that of 'Warrior,' the other C talent sequence corresponding to 'Martial Artist,' but believe me, it is a talent sequence that can work miracles.

It is worth mentioning that those pollutants are probably

It caused great changes to my body, so although I can extract the complete talent sequence of the martial arts path from my body, I do not recommend that you use these talent sequences. Those unknown contaminants may be incorporated into the extracted secret medicine and affect you.

[And I need to remind you again that publishing that information could be extremely dangerous. If you haven't reached or exceeded the C-level limit, I don't recommend you try it.]

After reading those materials, you will understand what a terrifying enemy you are facing. So if you choose to remain silent in the end, I can understand you. However, I have another matter to ask you.

I have a friend named Kavi, who lives on Moker Street with his family. He is just an ordinary person, but he is a good man. He provided me with shelter and help when I was injured.

I don't know how she is doing lately, or whether she has left St. John's City. If you have time, I hope you can go and visit her for me. If she is in danger, I also hope you can provide her with some assistance within your capabilities.

As a reward, in the inner pocket of my coat, there is a D-grade extraordinary item called the Spirit Shell.

He Ao put down the paper in his hand, looked at Night Hawk's corpse, reached out and pulled aside Night Hawk's blood-stained outer garment, found the inner pocket, and then took out a shell about three fingers wide with a texture like fine jade.

At the same time, a message entered He Ao's mind.

As its name suggests, the primary function of this 'spirit shell' is 'spirit communication'.

Holding this seashell makes it easier to see the soul and there is a certain possibility of sensing a particularly profound piece of information/memory stored within the soul.

Of course, this seashell also has some other abilities. He Ao pried open the seashell and saw two fragments hidden inside.

Every three months, this shell will produce a fragment, up to three fragments. Crushing the fragment will instantly establish a connection with the shell's owner.

This is the origin of the 'shard' that He Ao crushed.

However, this connection is not mandatory. The moment the shell fragment is crushed, the shell holder will briefly gain the 'vision' of the crushed shell fragment, and can see clearly the things around the fragment holder.

During this period, the controller of the shell can choose to sever the connection or maintain it. If the connection is maintained, both parties can sense each other's approximate location for a period of time.

If you choose to time out, the connection will be maintained automatically.

Just now, after He Ao crushed the seashell fragments, the connection was automatically maintained because no one was controlling it, which is why He Ao was able to find his way here.

There are two fragments left in the shell; it seems the Nighthawk only gave Kavi the fragment.

He Ao put away the seashell. Although it was only a D-grade item, its effect was a rare auxiliary effect, which in a sense was equivalent to a relatively poor C-grade extraordinary item.

His gaze remained fixed on the will, which had only a few lines remaining.

[Spirit Shell Ability Introduction: You should be able to obtain information after touching it, but please note that...]

The weaker the soul, the easier it is to communicate with spirits, while the stronger the soul, the less likely it is to communicate with spirits. Furthermore, when you try to peer into the soul of someone of high status, you may be peered into in return.

In addition, the psychic shell has a side effect: the longer you hold the shell, the more easily you will be influenced by the emotions of others, and the psychic abilities will gradually become uncontrollable.

Finally, if you find Kavi and discover that things have reached their worst point, I hope you can offer me a bouquet of flowers and apologize to his family for me.

He didn't have to get involved in this, but he showed me that even in the darkness, there are other lights shining, and that his parents must have been heroes too.

And so, this 'will' came to an abrupt end.

He Ao reached out and picked up the storage chip next to him.

The entire page of the will doesn't actually contain much information. The first half expresses the hope that whoever finds the body and the will will release the information next to the will, and offers the secret medicine formula from the angry man to the traditional martial artist as a reward.

The second half of the story involves offering 'spirit shells' as a reward, hoping that those who come here will help Kavi.

The entire will did not mention himself at all.

He looked up at Night Hawk's corpse, at the iron mask covering his face.

He glanced around; there was nothing else left in the room.

He put away the storage chip, then picked up Nighthawk's body, placed it on the bed, wrapped it in a thin sheet, and turned to walk towards the door.

"Grandpa, what is this?"

Jiaxi, standing at the door, looked at He Ao with a puzzled expression.

"A hero."

He Ao said calmly.

"Is he/she a friend of Dad's?"

Jiaxi thought for a moment and asked softly.

"Yes."

He Ao nodded.

"Is Dad's friend a hero?"

Jiaxi raised her head and looked at He Ao's aged face.

Looking at his granddaughter's little face, He Ao squatted down, looked Jiaxi in the eye, and said slowly and deliberately, "Because Daddy is also a hero."

"Is Dad as amazing as Grandpa?"

Jiaxi pondered, looking at He Ao.

"Dad is just an ordinary person,"

He Ao reached out with the hand that was holding the cane and gently stroked his granddaughter's cheek. "That's why he's the hero, and so is Mom."

Jiaxi stared at He Ao and nodded as if she understood.

boom--

Just then, they heard the sound of a small object falling to the ground beside them.

He Ao turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound came.

The shadow hound, which had been lying on the ground in a ferocious posture, remained in the same spot, but one of its canine teeth had fallen out of its upper jaw and landed on the ground.

He reached out and picked up the canine tooth.

The canine tooth was pure white and translucent, but its base was hidden in shadow, making it impossible to see its shape.

At the same time, a message entered He Ao's mind.

This tooth can be called the 'Shadow Tooth'. Carrying this tooth grants the user the ability to briefly travel in the shadows.

This ability looks very similar to the Night Stalker, but this kind of movement does not have the Night Stalker's 'invisibility' effect, nor does it have the Night Stalker's ability to move in the dark or its ability to appear in shadows at close range.

This canine tooth can only carry a person through the shadows, but it can increase the user's movement speed to some extent.

After the canine tooth fell out, the Shadowhound's body, which had been almost in the same state as before its death, began to decay rapidly.

This canine tooth seems to be the crystallization of its extraordinary power.

He Ao put away his canine teeth, raised his cane to the corpse of the Shadow Dog to give a slight thank you, and then left the house with the somewhat bewildered Jiaxi.

Back in the SUV, he immediately inserted the storage chip into the vehicle's head unit and had Eve copy the files to the cloud.

At that moment, a message came from Isia, in which she briefly described the message she had just received from Driss, the director of the Pollution Cleanup Division, and how Driss had asked her for Heo's contact information.

He Ao quickly typed a reply to her.

hum-

At the same time, his bracelet began to vibrate slightly.

It was an incoming call from an unknown number.

He thought for a moment and then answered the call.

"Mr. Sito?"

An elderly voice greeted me from the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Driss?"

He Ao returned the greeting with a greeting.

“I am a year older than you, so you may call me elder brother,”

The sound of pages turning came from the other end of the phone. "Brother Sito, would you be interested in coming to the Pollution Cleanup Division tonight? As a token of my gratitude, I've prepared a 'feast' for you."