Life Dungeon Game

He felt that the city was becoming increasingly dangerous.

It was like an invincible, mad tiger invading the territory of a hyena.

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Click—

Just as He Ao returned to Lenk's cabin and locked the door, he saw a notification on his phone.

Unknown caller.

He raised his hand and answered the call.

“Hello, Mr. Lenk, I am the leader of the Chaotic Church of Newland.”

The voice on the other end of the phone was hoarse and seemed to have been processed, "First of all, on behalf of all believers whose faith is confused, I would like to express my sincerest gratitude for your supplement to the church's doctrine."

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"So, the purpose of your call was just to say thank you?"

He Ao asked with a smile.

"Of course not,"

The person on the other end of the phone laughed and said, "But for the church, the doctrinal updates you brought have cleared away the fog for us, and this expression of gratitude is the most important thing."

He paused slightly as he said this, clearly realizing that such a 'doctrinal' update would lead to the disintegration of the chaotic church.

He then continued, “So I would like to invite you to join us. Your understanding of chaos will allow the belief in the gods to spread more widely.”

Upon hearing his words, He Ao knew his plan.

This church leader most likely blocked Heo's explanation of the 'meaning of chaos' and tried to bring Heo into their camp to minimize the spread of the real doctrine of chaos in order to prolong the church's existence as long as possible.

After all, the longer the church exists, the greater the benefits that the church leader can obtain.

Even in a world where gods truly exist, the church does not operate entirely according to the gods' inclinations.

"Aren't you afraid of being punished by your god if you do this? If your god really exists."

He Ao chuckled.

"God doesn't care."

The church leader on the other end of the phone spoke calmly.

He Ao, who was leaning against the door making a phone call, raised an eyebrow. Gods really rarely care what their believers are doing. In fact, apart from offerings, they don't care much about anything about mortals.

However, the phrase "God doesn't care" made He Ao think of something else, and he chuckled softly.

“Interesting, but I’m sorry, I think I’ve made my point clear enough. I, Lenk, have no intention of joining the Church of Chaos.”

“That’s really a shame, you’re a born cultist,”

The church leader sighed. “Then how about we try a different approach? Would you be interested in coming to the city center tomorrow afternoon? We can meet and talk. The Right Missionary is dead, and we need a strong partner. I will fight for the best possible gift for you.”

"That sounds great,"

He Ao chuckled softly, "How do I know you won't have a few people ambush me and eliminate this unmanageable potential threat once and for all?"

"This is indeed a matter of concern,"

The church leader replied, “However, I think you can trust me. We are all guided by the chaotic light, and you are very powerful, aren’t you? It’s not worth it to deal with you. We can be friends.”

"So, can I see any 'sincerity' from my friend?"

He Ao asked.

What kind of 'sincerity' do you want?

The church leader paused, then asked in a low voice, "Power? Wealth? Women?"

"I want your god's 'contact information'."

He shrugged. "If your gods really exist, then let me see for myself."

Although there is a lot of information about the Chaotic Church in the instance world, it's different from doctrines and anecdotes—information that can be circulated in small circles as gossip.

Mystical rituals that facilitate communication with the god of chaos are generally limited in scope.

It is difficult to learn this knowledge unless you actually come into contact with missionaries of the chaotic church.

Although Heo had dealt with the Church of the God of Chaos, they had not taught him any rituals, nor had he acquired any knowledge of rituals from other sources. Therefore, he genuinely did not know the communication rituals of the God of Chaos.

He didn't mind knowing about the communication rituals of the God of Chaos; having more friends meant having more options.

"Um···"

After a brief pause on the other end of the phone, seemingly considering whether or not he should impart this knowledge to He Ao, he finally spoke.

"Of course, my friend, I believe that after you have witnessed that immense power, you will become a steadfast believer in my Lord. In the midst of the chaos, we are all brothers of different surnames."

He then continued, "The ritual, or rather the 'method,' for communicating with my Lord is actually quite simple..."

-

Bright moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the polished floor. The man sitting in the main seat hung up the phone, looked up, and saw the bright moon hanging high where the sea met the sky.

"This 'Lenke' is far too strong,"

The man sitting to his left said in a low voice, "According to the information we have collected, he was only at the peak of D-level in the Western Lands. It is impossible for his strength to have increased so much in such a short period of time."

"This is a person with a secret."

The man in the main seat said calmly, "But those who possess C-level power all have some secrets, more or less."

"Could it be some kind of powerful supernatural item? Hao Yi arrived in Newland at almost the same time as him..."

The man on the left murmured to himself, "Could he have gotten something from Hao Yi...?"

"We have collected and organized all of Hao Yi's information,"

The man in the main seat said slowly, "From a standpoint of opinion, Hao Yi is clearly more inclined to the position of lawful good."

“And Lenk is a heinous villain,”

The man on the left naturally picked up on that statement, "Leaving aside whether Hao Yi would hire such a villain, even if he did, he couldn't possibly give that villain powerful supernatural items, otherwise it would easily trigger a backlash."

He pondered for a moment, realizing that his idea had been somewhat rash. He lowered his head and said, "I was being presumptuous."

"It's good that you have this idea,"

The man in the main seat shook his head. “We need to have the habit of thinking carefully. We can’t completely rule out the possibility that Lenk was hired by Hao Yi, but that’s not really important. Apart from the chaos, he knows nothing about us, and the situation has never been out of our control.”

"Moreover, even if he is hired, Lenk may not be truly loyal to Hao Yi. He is a man favored by chaos, and his ultimate goal will be the same as ours."

The man on the left nodded slightly, then looked at the man in the main seat beside him and offered a timely compliment, "The leader is wise."

Then, as he pondered, he said, "Moonlight's branch is on Vinland Island. If the Right Missionary dies, what will happen to us...?"

"Isn't Lenk there?"

The man in the main seat glanced at the man beside him; he knew who he was.

His subordinates had already come up with a plan, and calmly said, "Arrange for people to act according to the original plan. When chaos erupts, the blood of everyone who craves chaos will boil, leading people there so we can see the true value of this 'Mr. Reason'."

"Yes!"

The man on the left grinned.

The man in the main seat calmly gazed at the moonlight outside the window.

Although there was a slight mishap, everything is on the right track.

No one can stop the glory of chaos.

-

Newland City-State, Vinland

As the moon set and the sun rose, and the rays of the morning sun spread from the sea to the land, Heo opened the door, stretched in the doorway, and then walked out along the path of the rising sun.

Good morning, brother!

A little girl standing not far away at the door, drying straw amulets on the windowsill, saw He Ao and happily greeted him.

"morning."

He smiled and nodded at her, then raised his hand to show her the plate that had held the apple pie yesterday.

The little girl immediately ran away from the windowsill, went to the door, and opened it.

Part of the interior came into Heo's view. It was an old house much smaller than Lenk's house, with two floors, dark walls, and old furniture.

Above a cabinet against the wall hangs a huge wedding photo, which appears to be the little girl's parents' wedding photo.

He handed the plate to the little girl, saying, "Thank you for the apple pie, it was delicious."

"I'm glad my brother likes it, hehe."

The little girl scratched her head, took the plate, and then looked back into the house as if she remembered something. She then warmly invited, "Brother, have you had breakfast? Grandma went to the market to buy bread. We can have breakfast together later."

"I'm not eating anymore,"

He Ao shook his head, looked at the little girl in front of him, and asked with a smile, "Do you have a place in your house where you can hide?"

The little girl stared at He Ao, blinked, seemed to think for a moment, and then carefully answered, "There's an old cellar where you can hide if you encounter robbers."

"Will it be stuffy inside?"

He asked in a low voice.

"It won't be boring."

The little girl shook her head.

That means there are ventilation openings.

He Ao pondered for a moment, looked at the little girl, and said slowly and clearly, "When Grandma comes back later, you should lock the door, take the bread and hide in the cellar. Don't come out no matter what noises are made outside, and wait until nightfall, okay?"

The little girl blinked, seemingly not quite understanding what He Ao was saying.