Life Dungeon Game

"The south gate garrison is small in number. As long as we can detect their movements in advance, send men to control the garrison, and hold the gate at all costs, they will not be able to break through in a short time."

"Moreover, an ordinary mercenary group from a conglomerate receives money..."

It's unlikely that people would actually risk their lives for something like this. If the siege fails even briefly, morale will inevitably be lost. Even if Fez wants to launch a strong attack, it will have to consider the morale issue.

"If they choose to launch a surprise attack on the south gate, they have already lost when they make that choice."

A surprise attack on the south gate could be a very good tactical maneuver.

Taking the enemy by unexpectedly going around to the furthest gate can catch them off guard, but once this possibility is anticipated, the effect is greatly reduced.

A surprise attack that can be predicted is no longer a surprise attack.

After understanding the old man's arrangements, the man in the officer's uniform hesitated for a moment, then asked softly,

"Sir, you seem quite certain that the Nolanca Mercenary Group will come?"

In fact, according to the normal operation of conglomerate mercenary groups, even if they heard the distress signal from inside the city, they might just pack up and leave.

When cannons roar, gold pours in; conglomerates generally don't engage in deals that lose their own money but benefit others.

"The Nolanca consortium has been expanding its reach very quickly recently, and there have been frictions with the group in the grain business."

The old man looked down at the chessboard in front of him, then glanced at the pieces outside the board, and calmly said, "Better safe than sorry."

“That’s right. Our arrangement can not only deal with the Nolanca Group’s mercenary groups, but also with all threats from the East and the North. Aines and Dawn City are both over there.”

The man in the officer's uniform realized what he meant and slowly nodded. "Even if it's the forces from the south and the west, we can hold out for a while by relying on the city gates. Sir, you've been meticulous in your actions, leaving no room for error."

The old man neither confirmed nor denied the officer's answer. He simply picked up the documents in his hand again and asked, "Have you and Dane arranged the 'feast'?"

"It's all arranged, just as you predicted,"

The man in the officer's uniform said, "Dann has arranged the banquet at his command post at the West Gate."

"Then everything is proceeding according to plan."

The old man continued flipping through the documents in his hands and spoke slowly.

"Yes!"

The man in the officer's uniform nodded quickly and ended the call.

He will go to Ximen in person at that time.

The spacious hall fell silent once again.

The elderly man sitting in the hall lowered his head and slowly closed the document in his hand.

The faint text on the document cover lay bathed in the brilliant light.

Comprehensive Investigation Report on the "Descent" and "Resurgence" of Evil Gods in the Past Three Years

-

"What do you say over there?"

In the dark and cramped old street, Ishia held Jasmine's hand and walked forward on the cracked, muddy ground, asking softly as she went.

“He’s still hesitant,” Sinzi calmly replied. “He won’t be willing to turn back until he sees a crisis. But I advise him to prepare in advance, just in case.”

"However, we must also be prepared for him to be uncooperative. If things really don't work out on his end, we'll have to try more complicated methods."

"Ah."

Isia nodded gently, took Garcia's small hand in hers, and sighed softly, "If only the old man were here."

More than a day has passed, and she still hasn't been able to contact Mr. 'Sito'.

Upon hearing this, Sienji also let out a soft sigh.

Just then

But Jiaxi stopped in her tracks, looking at a small, rusty door in front of her.

This appears to be a shop, but there is no sign, all the windows are covered with curtains, and the doors are tightly closed.

"Here we are."

Ishia followed Garcia's gaze to the small door, glanced at the nameplate on it, and reached out to ring the doorbell.

Immediately afterwards, a rustling sound came from inside the doorbell.

These doorbells all have a conversation function, and this hissing sound seems to indicate that a microphone has been connected inside the door.

Ishia stared at the doorbell, and after a brief moment of thought, said, "We were referred by the funeral home; we had contacted them before."

Her response was a brief silence.

After the silence ended, a clear, almost lifeless female voice came through.

"I only know how to do makeup on dead people."

-

The scorching sun hung high in the sky, bringing heat but unable to dispel the layers of shadows cast between the towering buildings.

At that moment, beneath a towering building, a figure wearing a cape and a top hat slowly emerged from the shadows.

He looked up at the towering factory building behind him, the "Kaijet Grain Factory" sign on it reflecting a faint glow under the blazing sun.

I heard soft footsteps behind me.

The figure planted its cane on the ground and disappeared into the shadows once more.

Two young men dressed in plain clothes appeared in the shadows.

"I remember we came here before when we were chasing Nighthawk, right?"

The young man on the left glanced at his surroundings and said with some confusion, "Why did the higher-ups send us here to guard again?"

“Just guard it,” the young man on the right said impatiently. “We’re paid to eat, why think so much?”

"Right."

The young man on the left glanced around and nodded slightly.

-

Kaya City Qiming Medical Laboratory

"Hello, Dean."

As the elevator descended, the intern looked at the man standing next to her and greeted him somewhat nervously.

"Um,"

Roger nodded and waved casually, "You're busy, don't worry about me."

Qiming Medical Laboratory is affiliated with Qiming Hospital, and he is currently the honorary president of Qiming Hospital.

The real power behind the dean was his "senior brother," who was also Vian's former personal doctor, Ike.

However, Roger never had any desire for power; he just wanted to quietly conduct his research.

He was actually leading the follow-up research on the Fountain of Youth and gene serum in Limen City, but 'Vian's' reawakening brought him back.

Unfortunately, by the time he rushed back, 'Vian' had already 'fallen asleep' again.

He received nothing but some security medical reports.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

The intern quickly got off the elevator, and Roger also successfully reached the bottom floor.

The elevator on this floor only had one door. Roger verified his fingerprint and pushed the door open.

This is Roger's privately-approved laboratory, filled with pipes and transparent containers, almost a miniature version of the hall where Vian lies asleep.

In the very center of this laboratory, there was also a device engraved with the World Tree pattern.

The hibernation pod.

Roger glanced at the hibernation pod and then closed the door behind him.

This laboratory wasn't as elaborate as the one in Wei'an; there was just a small experimental table next to the hibernation pod.

The table was covered with various shelves, glass containers, and a small monitor.

Roger walked up to the small monitor and stared at the data displayed on it.

The undulating pattern on the monitor was small, but faint signs of life could be discerned in the hibernation pod.

Roger looked away from the monitor and towards the shelf behind it.

At the very top of the shelf was a strange black and white smiling mask.

Roger stared at the mask.

Many people say that Vian's recovery is due to the blessing of 'K'.

He didn't know if 'K' was truly a great god; all he knew was that the person who first walked the earth in the name of 'K' was lying in the hibernation pod beside him.

This is also the only person who has actually worn a mask and called himself 'K' in public.

He looked away from the mask, gave a wry smile, and looked back at the hibernation pod.

If 'K' is truly a powerful god who can revive His followers, then why can't He revive the one who first proclaimed His name and ignited the flame?

boom--

Just as Roger was pondering this, a soft tapping sound slowly echoed in the silent laboratory.

The sound was like spring thunder breaking through the winter snow, striking all the instruments in the laboratory and also striking Roger's heart.

"Drip-"

Countless instruments in the laboratory emitted piercing alarms, and the previously smooth waves on the monitors suddenly became steep.

Roger, however, seemed not to hear anything, only staring at the hibernation pod in front of him, a pod that should have been eternally silent.

I watched as the hibernation pod lid trembled, slowly being pushed open from the inside out.

I'd like to recommend a friend's book, "The Sword Is Here, Immortal Lord, Please Die."

A sword-wielding fantasy novel with a touch of the eerie.