Life Dungeon Game

"But just before the mining consortium seemed on the verge of collapse, Scorn returned with orders from Dawn City and Wetterland."

"He contacted Fister Energy and Anvis Power, companies that were not on good terms with Rockwell Energy Group, and successfully signed short-term contracts with them."

"At the same time, he managed to sow discord between Rockwell Energy and its industrial conglomerate allies, thus partially restoring the supply of goods."

“He had been in contact with these conglomerates for a long time, but progress was slow. They saw that we lacked the strength and were unwilling to help us. That’s why Scone went to negotiate in person when the alliance was just beginning to take shape.”

"Carrying goods and orders, Scorn swiftly purged some mining companies that had caused trouble during the turmoil, stabilizing the alliance."

"But at that point, the battle had only just begun. We and Rockwell Energy Corporation then became locked in a tug-of-war."

"At that time, we traveled to almost every city in the Federation, found every power group, and signed contracts with them. Scorn visited them one by one and persuaded most of the mining company owners who had not joined the alliance."

"That period was the most difficult yet also the most exciting time of my life. Almost every day, new problems would erupt within the league."

"It's as if the mining consortium could collapse the very next morning if we're not careful."

“Back then, every morning Scorn would say to us, ‘We’re one step closer to victory.’”

"Finally, after months of back-and-forth, we won."

"With the mediation of Fester Energy and the Nord Financial Group, Rockwell Energy Group, whose stock price had been declining for a long time due to this tug-of-war, reached a 'peace' agreement with us."

"We ultimately regained control over the pricing of energy minerals, keeping the profits from energy minerals within the city of Winter."

"After a vote by all the companies in the alliance, the alliance was completely merged into a 'giant company,' and the shares of the original mining companies were converted into shares of this joint enterprise in proportion."

“Our initial name was ‘United Mining,’ but at Scorn’s insistence, the name of the joint venture was finalized as ‘United Industries.’”

"It sounds like you've succeeded."

He Ao looked at the TV and said softly.

"Yes, it sounds like..."

The old man stared at the words "United Industries Inauguration Conference" appearing on the television screen. "It seems we've succeeded."

"It should be ready inside soon."

Old Jeko glanced at the time on his bracelet, then turned to He Ao, "Wait a minute."

Then he slowly got up and pushed open a small door deep inside the hall.

"It's troublesome."

He nodded, watched old Jeko leave, and then turned back to look at the scene on the television.

At this moment, on the television screen, the young and handsome Mayor Endil, dressed in a sharp suit, stood in the center of the podium, looking at everyone in the hall. He placed his hand on the podium.

He was radiant, and his voice was generous and impassioned.

"The fate of this world is a cycle. Each generation has its own mission. Some generations can enjoy God's special favor, while others will eventually have to forge ahead through hardship."

"And our generation has done the best we could!"

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience. Skorn stood beside Endil, smiling and clapping continuously.

The camera gradually zooms out, moving away from the well-dressed, elegantly dressed crowd in the center and gradually focusing on the simply dressed people outside.

They gazed longingly at the center of the stage, their eyes, shrouded in the shadows of night, seemingly gleaming with some kind of hope. They clapped, but not with such fervor.

He Ao put down his milk tea cup, slowly got up, and walked towards the glass door.

A thick layer of snow had accumulated on the road next to the SUV outside the door.

There are no snowplows in the Akar district, and the snow on the roads can only be cleared by nearby residents themselves.

The sky remained gray and gloomy under the night sky, with a silent darkness enveloping the surroundings.

This area is a residential area with few lights. To save on electricity bills, people in the Akka district usually turn off their lights very early, and even if they have extra things to do, they will only leave a small light on for illumination.

In the deepest part of the night, a faint noise seemed to be coming from the factories in the Novette district. The nightlife in the Cloud District was just beginning.

To this day, Endil remains the mayor of Winter, and although most people believe he is incapable of doing anything more, they still hope he will remain in that position.

He has been in this position for nearly forty years.

As for Scorn, he died in the assassination attempt by the Eternal Cult fourteen years ago.

The howling wind swept through the gaps between cities, as if playing some ancient rhythm.

He Ao withdrew his gaze, raised his wristband, and looked at the several 'new email' notifications that popped up on the wristband interface.

Ilo did not have his own private email address; these emails were sent to the public email address of "Novis Security Company".

He Ao didn't originally have the password for this public email address, but he used Eve's program to control Ilo's father's computer, and also cracked the local password database, and logged into the email account through that computer.

This email address wasn't logged into He's bracelet, but rather into Eve's cloud server, and was 'projected' onto He's bracelet via Eve's local software.

He Ao opened his email and looked at the emails inside.

There were five emails in total. Three of them were advertising emails, and the remaining two were from the FBI. One of them was from the FBI and asked the head of Novus Security to come to the FBI building in the Cloud District to cooperate with the investigation.

The last email came from an anonymous sender.

Are you getting ready to leave?

Light footsteps sounded behind him, and old Jeko walked over carrying a briefcase, which he handed to He Ao.

"Well, something might be wrong."

He Ao nodded slightly, took the suitcase, opened it, and glanced at the exquisite urn inside. "How much is this in total?"

"It's free,"

The old man shook his head; the news broadcast on television had long since stopped, and the vast emptiness...

The hall was deathly quiet. "It's been a long time since anyone has been willing to listen to an old man like me talk so much. You've already paid more than enough."

He looked into the old man's eyes, gazing at his frail figure. After a moment of silence, he slowly closed his suitcase and nodded gently.

The old man stared at He Ao's pale face, thought for a moment, and said, "Wait for me a little longer."

Then he quickly ran into the inner room again.

He Ao looked up, staring blankly at his retreating figure.

After a while, the old man came back, holding an exquisitely packaged box in his hand. He took out a brand-new red knitted scarf from the box.

"This is?"

He Ao looked at the scarf with some confusion.

"Meeting gift."

Old Jeko smiled, glanced at the briefcase in Heo's hand, and then reached out to unfold his scarf and wrap it around Heo's neck.

He hesitated for a moment, but did not resist. He let the old man wrap the scarf around his neck, straighten it, and make it completely cover his neck.

"Alright, handsome young man,"

After everything was tidied up, old Jeko gently patted Heo on the shoulder, "Go do your thing. Now, the world belongs to your generation."

Then he turned around and slowly walked towards the old bamboo chair.

He watched the old man sit in the chair, then slowly pushed open the glass door and walked out of the hall.

The cold wind outside the door blew across his cheeks and ruffled his hair.

He got into the SUV, glanced at the suitcase in his hand, and placed it on the passenger seat.

Then he raised his bracelet again and opened the anonymous email.

The content of this anonymous email was very simple:

We can provide information on the whereabouts of the Noves.

[Before sunrise, at the Dead Tree Bar, number 305.]

The signature reads: [The Enemy of the Eternal Esoteric School]

He Ao put down the wristband and started the vehicle.

The fish came out.

This is another reason why he needed to understand why the name 'Novis Security Company' was retained.

Whether or not those who see this name believe that 'Novis Security' was responsible, the name is tantamount to revealing a card to those hiding in the shadows: 'You can contact me through this.'

At the same time, he was actually trying to verify something else: whether the wooden plaque with the words 'Hidden Observer' that Novis obtained was not a coincidence.

Does this mean that another extraordinary force is lurking beneath the calm surface of Winter City?

Since this force has 'made contact' with Novus, it must be more sensitive to the name Novus Security Company than to others.

So He Ao tried to see if he could fry up this fish.

Of course, it's also possible that this anonymous email came from another secret force opposing the Eternal Cult, attempting to win over 'Novis Security Company,' or even that it was a trap set by the Eternal Cult itself.

Regardless, the appearance of this email suggests that He Ao has likely achieved his goal.

The various factions in this city had previously been in a stable 'balance'.

Meanwhile, a 'security company' that had been almost completely destroyed reappeared, purged the Eternal Trace Cult's strongholds, directed the FBI to snipe the Eternal Trace Cult's support forces, and pushed the Security Alliance to the opposite side of the Eternal Trace Cult.

This series of changes has completely disrupted the original balance, stirring up the seemingly calm waters.

The muddier the water, the more chaotic the fish become.

Some things hidden in the shadows will slowly come to light.

He set the destination for the autonomous driving system on the street near the Dead Tree Bar.

Whether the other party is a genuine secret force or a trap from the Eternal Cult, it can provide him with more intelligence.

He didn't have much time to unveil the veil covering the city scene by scene, so he chose the simplest and most direct method.

A storm was unleashed, pulling all the curtains together.

Calvin, next update later this afternoon

Chapter 775 The doorbell rings (Super long chapter, please vote!)

FBI building

The FBI, which would normally be closed long ago, was brightly lit at this moment, with countless FBI agents bustling about in the lobby.