Life Dungeon Game

He Ao shook his head and said softly, "I was just doing some special 'experiments'. The sword itself is quite good."

As he spoke, he could clearly feel the weakness in his body.

The result of 'peeking into the truth' was not pleasant. Even though he stopped at a great distance from the 'truth' this time, it still caused some damage to his fragile body.

“I knew you could handle this sword.”

Veri nodded confidently and let out a long sigh of relief.

"So what is the price of this sword?"

Heo put the knight's sword back into the wooden box and looked at Vili.

This sword is clearly not cheap. These 'antiques' preserved from the Great Cataclysm era are very expensive on the black market, usually costing tens of millions of federal dollars.

He really liked the sword.

Ilo didn't have the financial means to purchase the sword, and even with his parents' company's money, they might not be able to afford it. However, this wasn't a problem for Heo, as he had many ways to resolve the situation.

"Are you mistaking me for the shopkeeper of an item shop in a game?"

Vera looked at He Ao, vaguely realizing what was going on.

He looked at her, pondered for a moment, and said, "Not entirely?"

Vera's breath hitched, but quickly her expression calmed, and she looked at He Ao, speaking earnestly.

"This sword has no price. You saved me and helped me. This is the help I can give you."

"Is that so..."

Looking at her earnest face, He Ao paused briefly, then reached out and picked up the knight's sword and scabbard from the wooden box. He sheathed the sword and nodded earnestly, "Thank you."

Veri breathed a sigh of relief.

After she felt completely relaxed in her arms, she handed the wooden box to the robot beside her, then raised her wristband and quickly operated it.

Ding--

With a soft click, He Ao raised his bracelet, glanced at the notification that the refund had been credited to his account, and looked at Vili with a somewhat blank expression.

"I solemnly declare that I am not..."

The prop shop owner!

Vera stared at He Ao, her golden twin ponytails swaying, and said in a serious tone.

He Ao chuckled, but didn't raise his hand to pay again. He simply nodded and said, "Okay, boss lady."

"It's Vera, not the landlady!"

The girl immediately corrected herself.

"Understood, ma'am."

He Ao nodded again.

Vera's face turned bright red.

Carrie, dressed in a maid outfit, covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"I'm leaving?"

He Ao raised his bracelet and glanced at the time.

It's getting late, and the meeting of the Security Federation led by the Eternal Secret Cult is about to begin. It's time to get down to business.

"what?"

Vera was taken aback. She looked at He Ao and, after a brief pause, said softly, "Then shall I give you a ride?"

Heo nodded, reached out and took the metal plate and harpoon from the side. Veri had prepared a sling for him so he could carry the two items on his back. Heo also inserted the knight's sword into it.

The passageway door, which had been closed while they were chatting, reopened, and the two of them went down the stairs into the passageway.

"Is that guard post in front of your villa there to monitor you?"

In the brightly lit corridor, He Ao asked casually.

"yes,"

Vera nodded, gazing into the deep corridor, seemingly lost in some kind of memory.

"Ever since my father died, they have sent people to guard this place, watching me day and night. Not only the guard post at the gate, but there are also hidden sentries all around. Although they can't get into the villa, there are many hidden sentries watching every part of the villa 24 hours a day."

"Whenever I go out, countless people follow me, ostensibly to protect me."

"If I hadn't discovered this passage, I might have been a canary in a gilded cage for the rest of my life."

"Are they from United Industries?"

He Ao asked.

The only entity with the power to openly mobilize so many people related to Vili is United Industries.

"Um,"

Veri nodded again. "My 'Uncle Vincent' is very afraid of me contacting other people, afraid that I will use my father's influence to pose a threat to him."

"Back then, was it Vincent, the current chairman of the board of directors of United Industries, who ousted your father from his position as chairman?"

He asked thoughtfully.

According to the records Eve found, Scorn's 'abdication' seventeen years ago was very hasty. Many of his policies had just begun when he stepped down from the position of the top executive.

It sounds as if some kind of 'mutation' occurred within United Industries, forcing him to step down, and that even after stepping down, he continued to try to use his influence to maintain the previous policies.

"I wasn't even born then, so I don't know,"

Vivi shook her head. "But I heard that Vincent, together with many shareholders, convened a shareholders' meeting, purged the board of directors, and replaced my father as the head of United Industries."

After Vincent came to power, the United Industries’ development policy underwent an almost complete 180-degree turn.

"Were your parents' deaths related to the Eternal Secret Sect?"

He asked a question that was not quite related to what had just been asked.

The relationship between Vili and the Eternal Cult is actually quite easy to guess; she couldn't possibly hate the Eternal Cult without a reason.

Tantra.

"My investigation revealed that the people who attacked my parents were priests of the Eternal Secret Cult,"

Veri pondered softly, "I have suspected Vincent, but I haven't been able to gather any evidence that he colluded with the Eternal Cult."

What is the relationship between Eternal Tantric Buddhism and United Industries?

He Ao then asked, by which time the two had reached the steps.

"The current situation is,"

Veri turned to look at Heo, “Ever since my parents died, United Industries has put Eternal Tantra on its blacklist, prohibiting any employees and related partner companies from practicing Eternal Tantra, and has worked with the FBI to carry out several ‘clean-up’ operations against Eternal Tantra.”

"I see."

He Ao nodded slightly, stepped onto the stairs, and walked out of the passage.

Beneath the calm surface of Winter, it seems, lie layers upon layers of veils.

Vera followed behind him until they exited the passage and stood in the narrow alley.

The snowflakes continued to fall gently from the sky, accumulating a thin layer of white snow on the ground.

She watched the boy's retreating figure, and after a brief pause, asked softly, "So, what are you planning to do?"

He Ao didn't turn around, but simply raised his hand and waved goodbye.

"To do what I have to do."

Go and see if the curtain that took the lives of your parents and brother is truly dark and impenetrable, or if it is truly unbreakable.

Veri watched the boy's figure disappear into the swirling snow. She looked up at the snowflakes dancing in the air above.

The winds from the stormy sea eventually reached the land, lifting the curtains over the city and making them flutter loudly.

There was a power outage at home, and I also had a writer's block, so I wrote less today. I'll write more tomorrow, and I'd appreciate some votes at the end of the month.

Chapter 768 Long Time No See, Uncle Kate (Super Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

"So, all of Garrod's men are dead?"

A man with short, brown-gold hair, dressed in a pure white suit, leaned back in a soft leather chair, looking up at the man in black who was looking down in front of him.

"Yes, when we arrived, there was no survivor. Everyone had been shot in vital areas and died instantly. We found what appeared to be Mr. Garrod's body in an alley. He seemed to have been hit head-on by a grenade explosion. When we found him, he was already broken into several pieces."

The man in black quickly explained.

"The priests we sent are dead too? There isn't a single living witness?"

The man in the white suit frowned slightly and asked.

"Mr. Gallod chose a location that is under his absolute control,"

The man in black paused, then slowly said, "His men were all around us. The priest was impaled on the ground by a steel rod. By the time we arrived, it was already over."

"waste!"

The man in the white suit sat up and slammed his hand on the desk in front of him.

With a deafening explosion, the seemingly heavy solid wood desk suddenly shattered into countless pieces, crashing into the surrounding walls and even onto the man in black.

Even so, the man in black kept his head down and remained silent.

"Who do you think did it?"

The man in the white suit stood up and rubbed his temples. "The 'Ilo' that Garrod mentioned, the child in a vegetative state who fell into the storm sea?"

"We're on site..."

The man in black paused for a moment before finally speaking, "We found what appears to be footprints of a child, as well as tire tracks from an SUV and a taxi."

"you mean,"

The man in the white suit glanced at him. "A twelve-year-old 'child' who returned from the Storm Sea killed our priest with divine power, as well as Garrod and all his men?"

“Gallord guessed beforehand,”