Life Dungeon Game

He Ao stopped playing the game and asked softly,

“My parents were murdered, and their bodies were brought here. I can’t find them. Do you know where they are? Or do you know where the bodies brought in from outside are kept here?”

The girl's crying did not stop.

She didn't seem to know the answer to He's question.

"Do you know which direction to go that might lead to them?"

He Ao continued to ask.

The girl's crying paused for a moment.

"You can't leave here?"

He asked thoughtfully.

The girl's crying paused for a moment.

He paused for a moment, then asked softly, "Could you give me directions?"

The girl's crying subsided somewhat, but didn't stop completely. After a moment, it finally paused.

under.

"Thank you."

He Ao smiled and handed the girl the folded paper butterfly in his hand, "This is for you."

The girl's crying stopped completely this time.

Immediately afterwards, He Ao felt the paper butterfly in his hand move slightly, and then flapped its wings and 'flew' up.

The paper butterfly fluttered and landed on the girl's fingertips as she covered her face, then on the tip of her hair.

She seemed to really like the 'gift'.

After a while, with a soft 'click', the tightly closed cabinet door suddenly opened a crack.

Some dim light leaked out from the crack in the cabinet door.

Are you asking me to leave?

He Ao glanced at the cabinet door, which was slightly ajar, and asked softly.

The girl covered her face, but this time she didn't cry; instead, she nodded gently.

He thought for a moment, then reached out and pushed open the door.

What came into his view at that moment was no longer the vast hall, but a narrow, dimly lit room.

I left the lobby.

It seems this is the 'way' the little girl was pointing out.

He thought for a moment, then slowly walked out of the cabinet.

boom-

The cabinet door behind him suddenly slammed shut.

He Ao turned around and was shocked to find that the 'cabinet' he had just stepped out of had turned into a small bedside table.

He opened the cabinet door again; the cabinet inside was so small that he could no longer squeeze in.

It seems we can't 'go back the way we came'.

He Ao stood up and glanced at the scene around him.

This is a cramped little room. The apartment contains only a rusty iron bed, an old bedside table, and a desk with a missing corner.

He Ao walked up to the desk.

Some stationery was scattered haphazardly on the desk, and in the center of the desk lay a piece of paper with jagged edges, which looked like it had been torn from a notebook.

The paper was written in bright red, somewhat rusty handwriting.

My brother and I stayed home today and didn't go out, so we're safe.

Thump—thump—thump—

A crisp knock sounded on the old iron gate.

Kaven, then there was a power outage, which delayed me a little later.

I should be able to update tomorrow afternoon.

Chapter 781 In a Room in the Maze? (Mega Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Inner church hall

Bright light shone through the stained glass windows onto the wooden benches, and several men in plain clothes appeared in the center of the church.

"Is this the fake church of those heretics?"

A gaunt man glanced at the 'holy' scene around the church. "No matter how well they disguise themselves, they are nothing more than heretics who have distorted the guidance of the eternal light."

"Be careful,"

The bespectacled man standing next to him said softly, "Those heretics stole the power of the Eternal Light and incorporated it into this church. Some things in the church possess divine power, and even a B-level person might be devoured."

"fine,"

Another burly man, who was also looking around, chimed in, "As long as we follow the rules here, nothing will happen."

"really."

The bespectacled man nodded. “Everyone be careful and act according to the intelligence given by the leader. However, the fake church should now be in ‘anti-invasion’ mode. Most of the intelligence we have may be outdated. Be careful of the strange things that happen in the church and abide by the rules of this church.”

"Okay!" "Yes!" "Alright!"

A series of agreeing voices came from the crowd.

"We're supposed to follow the rules of the fake church? Does that mean we're acknowledging them?"

Amidst the voices of agreement, one person suddenly spoke up.

Everyone's expression darkened.

"cough,"

The bespectacled man coughed. "We don't follow the rules of the fake church, but rather we respect the power of the eternal light that the fake church has stolen."

"Yes,"

The burly man chimed in, "We are simply paying homage to the great, eternal light."

"Don't scare yourself too much,"

A gaunt man stepped out from the crowd, looked at the magnificent stained-glass windows, and sneered, "These heretics all like to do weird and supernatural things."

His hand brushed over the wooden chairs. "Maybe we're in some kind of hallucination right now."

"We still need to be careful,"

The burly man glanced at the gaunt man who had already distanced himself from the crowd and said, "Don't go that far. The safe zone in this hall is only for a short time."

Before he finished speaking, all the lights in the entire hall suddenly flickered.

His expression immediately changed, and he shouted, "Hide!!"

A cold wind brushed against everyone's clothes, and thick fog suddenly billowed out from all sides of the church.

The crowd instantly rushed to the surroundings in a panic.

Those closest to the back immediately rushed to the last row of chairs, frantically crowding under them.

The burly man was closest to the front cabinet, and he rushed towards it without hesitation.

The dense fog moved extremely fast, engulfing a large area almost the instant the group moved.

The gaunt man glanced at the flustered people around him, hesitated briefly, and in that very short time, the last row of seats, which was farther from him, was almost completely filled by other people.

Those people hadn't completely squeezed in yet, but they had almost all secured their spots.

He glanced at the rapidly approaching mist, then at the burly man rushing toward the cabinet, and finally followed the burly man, trying to squeeze into the cabinet.

He was incredibly fast, and in a very short time, he approached the cabinet, only half a meter away from the door.

But just then, the thick fog caught up with him.

In that instant, it felt as if countless tiny, sharp, invisible teeth were biting into his skin. A golden light emerged from his body, forming a sturdy armor. But in just a moment, the armor was easily torn apart and turned into scattered light.

Those tiny teeth bit and tore apart his surface flesh, and blood gushed out from under his skin, turning him into a bright red blood-soaked figure in a very short time.

"Help me...help me..."

He reached out, trying to reach the burly man who had forced his way into the closet.

click -

The cabinet door was suddenly slammed shut and pulled tight from the inside.

The gaunt man stared wide-eyed at everything. His body, like a snowman under the blazing sun, gradually melted and dissolved in the thick fog, eventually disappearing completely into the mist.

The thick fog that spread swept past the tightly closed cabinet door.

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Inside the cabinet, the burly man was curled up, gripping the door tightly and panting heavily.

The gaunt man was no weakling; like him, he was a C-rank elite, transferred from other cities by the leader. Yet, even he was instantly swallowed by the thick fog.

Death was so close to him.

"Woo..."

Just then, he heard a soft sobbing sound.

He raised his bracelet, shining its faint light toward the source of the weeping.

There was a little girl in a red dress sitting next to him, covering her face and crying with her back to him. A delicate paper butterfly was stuck to the end of the girl's hair, like a hair clip.

The burly man took a deep breath. He had rushed in and hadn't seen clearly whether there was a little girl in the cabinet.

However, the cabinet seemed to be larger than it appeared from the outside. After squeezing into the cabinet, he didn't feel crowded at all; on the contrary, he had quite a bit of room to move around.