Life Dungeon Game

He reached out and put the pendant into his pocket.

This pendant is suitable for everyone; as long as you know how to use it, it should be usable by anyone.

“That pendant is dangerous; it contains the contamination of the Eternal Tantric religion. Be careful when touching or keeping it.”

The girl with golden twin ponytails walked to He Ao's side, her brown-gold eyes fixed on the white-robed driver, and said softly.

“Hmm,” He Ao turned around and looked at the girl, “The Eternal Secret Cult?”

“A secret cult that believes in eternal light,” the girl pondered for a moment, then continued, “They have many ‘followers’ in Winter City.”

The girl did not continue to warn He Ao about the danger of the pendant. Judging from He Ao's abilities, it was clear that He Ao was a powerful superhuman who had gone further than her on the path of superhumans.

However, she didn't know why this powerful superhuman was a child.

"They're hunting you down? You've been deliberately hiding your identity?"

He Ao asked, "The voice that just came from inside the mecha was a male voice."

"Um,"

The girl was silent for a moment, seemingly thinking, before continuing, "I belong to an organization that opposes the Eternal Cult. One of our secret strongholds was discovered by them, and I was responsible for drawing away most of their mechs. For some reason, I have to 'disguise' my identity."

She paused, then added, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice anyone nearby at first, and I dragged you into this."

"I can tell,"

He Ao nodded slightly, glancing at the dead white-robed driver. "You are not sensitive to the life around you, nor do you check whether the driver is alive."

According to standard mecha operation safety regulations, after destroying an enemy mecha, the vital signs of the pilot should be checked using a life detector and a thermal imager. It seems this girl is unfamiliar with both of these devices.

"Ahem..."

The girl's face flushed slightly, and she subconsciously looked away.

If Heo hadn't thrown the harpoon, she would have really died.

Moreover, it was not on the front lines that they died, but in a ditch where their ship capsized. It was too shameful.

He Ao could also clearly see that this girl was a typical self-taught mecha pilot with talent. She could control the mecha to perform high-difficulty operations, and even one against multiple opponents, but she knew nothing about the safety regulations and details that should be taught in regular schools.

He can't even finish off an enemy.

They are talented, but lack formal training and even have little experience in life-or-death combat.

"that···"

The girl tried to change the subject, glancing at He Ao's blood-stained clothes, which were already covered in frost. "Are you from Winter City? Are you going back to Winter City?"

"Ah."

He Ao nodded.

"I'm going back too, maybe we can go the same way?"

The girl tentatively asked.

Although He Ao had just saved her, she still subconsciously felt that it was dangerous for this 'child' to be walking in the icy wilderness.

This was also her purpose in coming out of the mecha.

Moreover, she could see that He Ao seemed to be seriously injured, as he was covered in blood.

He Ao looked at her, remained silent for a moment, and nodded, "Okay."

Just now

Several blows had exhausted his last bit of strength. He didn't even have the strength to walk anymore. The reason he wasn't falling asleep on the spot was purely because he was relying on his willpower to stay awake.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Veri."

The girl held out her hand.

“Ilo”.

He Ao also extended his hand and shook hands with her.

"Let's drive the mechs to another base first. If my friends escaped, they should be waiting for me there by now,"

Veri turned around and walked towards the mecha. "Then we'll take a caravan back to the city; that way it'll be easier to get through security."

"Ah."

He Ao nodded.

He Ao carried his 'little coffin board' and harpoon on his back, and the two climbed into the mecha cockpit one after the other.

As the mech hatch closed, the Fallen Angel mech, with red alerts flashing everywhere, slowly started up and moved along the surface of the snow.

He Ao leaned against the corner of the cockpit, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"By the way, Ilo,"

Just as his vision was about to completely fade, Veri suddenly spoke, "Is it because of your supernatural powers that you've been keeping your body in this state, or...?"

"Twelve years old."

He Ao said calmly with his eyes closed.

“Well, I’m older than you,” Veri immediately replied, “five years older than you. According to age, you should call me ‘older sister’…”

“I’m not dead yet, I just want to sleep for a while. You don’t need to talk to me just to keep me awake.”

He Ao, with his eyes still closed, spoke quickly.

Vera's tone faltered.

Are kids these days so precocious?

When I compare myself to others, I feel like I'm the one who's a child.

At only twelve years old, if exposed to a lot of information and sufficiently intelligent, it seems one would indeed know everything one is supposed to know...

Although this does show that I know a lot.

Veri pushed the joystick and glanced at He Ao, who was sitting in the corner with his eyes closed.

The boy sat on the metal plate, leaning against the corner, his body curled up, his brows slightly furrowed, his tender cheeks covered with bloodstains, and his hair was covered with ice crystals.

Calvin, later

Chapter 761 The 'Horizon' of Truth (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

The roar of massive engines echoed through the silent snowfield under the night sky as pure white mechs, billowing smoke from various places, landed on the edge of a cliff.

The mech then crouched down, and the hatch opened.

With this slight tremor, He Ao opened his eyes and looked at the blonde girl with twin ponytails in front of him.

Vera stepped out from behind the control panel and looked out the hatch. "We've arrived."

He stood up and looked out of the cabin door.

The snow-covered plains were utterly silent under the cover of night. Thick clouds obscured the sky, casting a dim shadow over the entire world.

However, in He'ao's immediate vicinity, right beneath the mecha's feet, a line of trucks stretched out on the road beneath the snowfield, their lights illuminating a brief respite in the darkness.

"Caravan?"

He looked up and glanced at Veri.

"Um,"

Veri nodded slightly and walked towards the rope ladder that had already been lowered. "This is a registered caravan. When we go back, the security check will not be conducted."

He Ao nodded, carrying the harpoon and metal plate on his back, and followed her down the rope ladder.

With two soft thuds as they disappeared into the snowfield, the two landed on the ground.

"Miss!"

Almost the instant He Ao regained his footing, a short-haired woman in loose-fitting standard security clothing, carrying a first-aid kit, rushed over, grabbed Veri's shoulder, and began to examine her closely. "How could Red and the others dare to let you take such a risk? Are they crazy?"

"It's alright, it's alright, Carrie,"

Veri chuckled and patted the short-haired woman on the shoulder. "I'm back alive and well now, aren't I? Back then, I was the only one who could pilot a mech. If I hadn't lured those scumbags away, everyone would have died. By the way, did Reid and the others get here safely?"

"They've arrived. Their injuries are quite serious, and they're in a medical vehicle now."

Carrie answered quickly, then paused, as if she wanted to offer some further advice to Veri.

At that moment, Vera saw the first-aid kit in Carrie's hand. She took it, opened it, and moved it to He Ao's side. "Your injury..."

He Ao glanced at the items in the first-aid kit. There were some wound sutures, hemostatic needles, gauze, and some antibiotics, all of which were high-end products produced by Qunxing Pharmaceuticals and were not cheap.

However, he didn't actually have any obvious wounds. Some of the blood on his body came from the enemy, and some came from the blood that seeped from under his skin due to his excessive use of power.

He only suffered minor injuries when he was struck by a tentacle, but at that time he reinforced the clothing on his back with his divine sense, so most of the injuries were internal.

These injuries can't be cured with these external medicines, and he has his own treatment methods. He shook his head, "My injuries aren't serious, I don't need these medicines."

"Row!"

Vera glanced at Heo and noticed that he didn't seem to crave the medicine. So she put away her medicine box, turned to Carrie, pointed to Heo, and introduced him to Carrie.

"This is Yiluo. He's very capable. If it weren't for him, I probably wouldn't have made it back."

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Carrie had noticed Heo behind Vili quite early on, but after hearing that Heo had 'saved' Vili, she was still visibly surprised and incredulous.

She still very solemnly bent down and took He Ao's hand.

“Our young lady can be quite impulsive at times, and she doesn’t think things through. We’d appreciate it if you could take care of her.”

"fine."

He Ao nodded slightly.

Vili, who was listening nearby, asked, "Huh? Am I that reckless?"

Upon hearing Vili's voice, Carrie released He Ao's hand and immediately turned to look at her young mistress with a serious expression. "Miss, didn't you just say you were fine? How come you're saying you couldn't have come back without Mr. Ilo? You act without considering the consequences at all, aren't you reckless? If you hadn't met Mr. Ilo this time, would you never have been able to come back?"

"Cough cough cough—"