Yu-Gi-Oh!: This card wants to go to you.

"Ah—I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."

Hongye quickly waved her hand, a slight look of guilt on her face.

Then he plunged the dagger back into the man's throat, stopping the gushing blood.

Chapter 202 Nanyang Ling

The last surviving man in brown died.

"Ah—don't die yet!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"

Hongye wailed in heart-wrenching agony, her voice filled with irreparable grief and regret. She shook the brown-clad man's corpse desperately, trying to awaken his eternally sleeping soul, tears streaming down her face like broken pearls.

While crying and shaking, he searched her body, groping her indiscriminately without any restraint.

"?!"

Hongye's hand suddenly touched an unusual hard object, and her eyes instantly sharpened, like an owl catching its prey in the night, her face filled with surprise and anticipation.

There were two things that were pulled out.

A supercomputing ring information modifier can help them enter the Edge Moon Dragon Dungeon.

However, the various source icons on the mod have been torn off, leaving only a thin layer of adhesive.

The other thing is—cigarettes!

"nice one!"

In the new generation, cigarettes have been gradually replaced by pulse tremors because they are harmful to the human body.

However, there is still a small group of people who cherish the memories and respect for the past and are determined to find the unique flavor and the stories behind the long history of old-brand cigarettes.

"Smoking—friends".

"sorry!"

After bowing to the corpse, he placed it under his buttocks.

The VIP soft seats are pretty good.

She sat on the corpse, expertly took out a lighter, and lit a cigarette.

The swirling smoke rose in the dim underground air, and his eyes gleamed with a strange light, as if he had finally relieved himself after being constipated for a long time.

"Whew—that feels so good!"

She is very fond of the rustic yet warm feeling that pottery evokes.

As she exhaled and exhaled smoke, her body underwent a tremendous change.

The Adam's apple slowly disappears, the chest collapses, and the uniquely feminine curves gradually recede, transforming into a solid sense of strength. The undulations beneath the clothes gradually flatten, and the bones and muscles are silently reconstructed.

His shoulders broadened, and his soft facial features gradually became more defined and sharp.

It was Nanyang Ling, whom Luo Bai had previously rescued in the grove.

【Om—】

A vibration came from my wrist; it was a message from someone I was particularly concerned about.

"What path, General?"

Nanyang Ling exhaled a puff of smoke, raised his wrist to his throat, and said in a nonchalant tone.

Why are you going to the dungeon again?!

A deep, stern reprimand came from the other end of the communication.

I sent you to the academy so you could learn the proper stuff.

"General, that's prejudice."

"Everyone here in the underground city is talented and speaks so well, how is that not orthodox?"

He flicked the ash from his cigarette.

Can't you learn something good?!

The voice on the other end of the communication became somewhat agitated.

Nanyang Ling's face darkened as she asked, "Are these words an order from the General, or a sign of my brother's concern?"

Let's get straight to the point.

"The General is a very busy man; he wouldn't take time out of his schedule to lecture me, would he?"

[Intelligence received: the fortress has been infiltrated...]

"One batch is done."

Before the other person could finish speaking, Nanyang Ling interrupted.

"The other side tore off the marker."

As he spoke, he tore off the mask covering the face of the person sitting beneath him and gave him a cursory glance.

"Judging from the facial features and scars, this should be the Western Fortress, Tazna. This is the one who has a grudge against us."

Have they infiltrated the underground city...?

"Is the General still alive?"

Nanyang Ling then casually remarked, "Their cigarettes are pretty good."

【you...】

The person on the other end seemed about to say something, but then stopped and asked in a different voice.

How's the investigation on that person I asked you to investigate going?

“Speaking of this, I…” Nanyang Ling raised an eyebrow, her face becoming extremely complicated and distorted, and sighed.

"I was playing dead perfectly well in the grove. I had already set the trap, just waiting for the fish to take the bait."

"My acting skills are top-notch!"

"result!"

"Who would have thought! Some idiot ran out and carried me back to the infirmary..."

The person on the other end of the communication coughed slightly, then his tone returned to serious.

The beast tide is approaching.

[Research Center Report... The Summoning Machine's specifications are too high; your affinity level is insufficient...]

The air grew somewhat silent.

Nanyang Ling frowned, then smiled again and said, "If you can't put it on, you can't put it on."

"I don't care!"

"Is there anything else, General?"

Don't go home too often lately.

The brief yet weighty words froze into an invisible layer of ice in the air.

Nanyang Ling's calm, lake-like state of mind was suddenly stirred up, like a sharp sword piercing the depths of his heart, making him unable to hide his emotional fluctuations for the first time.

Mom... is in good health...

At this point, the person on the other end hesitated for a moment, then slowly uttered a sentence.

Even the dead should look like the dead.

"A dead person... should look like a dead person..."

Nanyang Ling's eyes widened suddenly, the words echoing in her mind.

Yes, he remembered; he had died ten years ago.

How can the dead keep coming home?

It's scary to bring a dead person home... It would be terrible if it frightened my mother, she has asthma...

For women in Biantana, their second pregnancy is bound to be problematic. The mother will experience a difficult labor or develop health problems, and the child will be deformed and prone to premature death.

"understood."

After speaking in a deep voice, Nanyang Ling stubbed out his cigarette.

I'm in a bad mood.

Without waiting for the [order], the communication was disconnected in violation of regulations.

According to the "Fortress Frontline Management Regulations," an agent who disconnects from their superior will receive a [Warning].

Nanyang Ling trampled on the unfinished cigarette on the ground and put her veil back on.

Various changes occurred throughout the body: the Adam's apple disappeared, the chest lifted, and the skin became delicate and smooth...

Autumn leaves season.

It's time to put them back in the coop.

...

Seven hours later.

Night had fallen over the bustling city, and many residents, tired from a long day, came to the underground city to "find some fun," making the atmosphere even more lively.

"what--"

Luo Bai slumped into an old-fashioned wooden chair in the tavern like a deflated balloon, letting out a long sigh that could shatter the night sky and was filled with endless exhaustion and frustration.

"It's a bit tricky."

“Otherwise, do you really think twelve grams is easy to get?” Yi Lan stepped forward and handed over a bottle of water. “Here, if you don’t drink alcohol, have some water.”

"How much more do we need?" Luo Bai asked, taking the water.

“The net income is now 9.84 grams,” Yi Lan replied calmly and precisely. “You are still 2.16 grams away from your minimum target.”