Life Game In Other World
Chapter 103: Revisiting Old Items (Please Favorite, Follow, and Vote for the Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 103: Chapter 103: Revisiting Old Items (Please Favorite, Follow, and Vote for the Monthly Ticket)

"Here’s your coffee, sir."

"Thank you."

He Ao took the packed hot coffee from the hands of the coffee shop waiter, holding it, looked up across the street to the building opposite.

In the center of the building, there was a giant TV screen currently playing a television program.

"Welcome to today’s ’Fifteen Minutes’, I’m Monica."

A pure white shirt was wrapping around her ample chest, a pitch-black pencil skirt tightened around her slender waist, and her voluptuous hip curve was accentuated by the long legs sheathed in black stockings.

Monica looked and shaped quite nicely, comparable to some sexy actresses, and even nearing forty, she still retained her charm.

She was Roy’s fiancee, or rather, ex-fiancee.

When she and Roy had broken up, she wasn’t as famous as she is now.

"Today, our ’Fifteen Minutes’ guest is,"

Monica, smiling and poised, faced the camera directly, and as she uttered ’is’, the camera swung to a blonde girl next to her dressed in a pure white long dress, sweet and lovely in appearance, "the renowned singer Qi Ke."

Suddenly, the studio erupted in loud noises.

"Hello, fans from Dawn City."

Qi Ke waved cutely at the camera with both hands.

Her looks were only slightly better than Monica’s, but she carried a peculiar pure and adorable aura, which naturally brought out a sense of closeness. With this aura, she appeared much more appealing than Monica, even approaching Selena in attractiveness.

"Qi Ke, have you visited Dawn City before?"

After the greetings, Monica entered the normal chat segment.

"No, I’ve always wanted to come and take a look at Dawn City, but I never had the chance. It just so happened that this time the company arranged the tour concert to be here," Qi Ke said with a smile and a wave, "I was so happy then."

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He Ao didn’t continue listening to the conversation; he took a sip of his coffee and walked deeper into the street.

The busy street was filled with scattered pedestrians.

In life, you will always meet some people who you think will accompany you till the end, but in reality, they just pass by.

About a hundred or two hundred meters ahead, He Ao turned left into a small alley.

Walking along this alley for a short while, one could look up to see a towering residential high-rise.

That was the building where Regit had once lived.

He Ao just glanced at the high-rise from afar, then lowered his head and swept his gaze across the thick cement edge.

Soon, his eyes settled on a yellow protruding ’wooden handle’.

He stepped forward, squatted slightly, and grasped the ’wooden handle’.

Then he pulled hard.

The wooden handle didn’t move an inch, and his hand slipped, almost making him fall head over heels.

He touched his forehead; just doing these activities had caused a fine sweat to bead on his forehead.

He fell into a momentary silence.

He knew his physical condition was poor, but he hadn’t expected it to be this bad.

He Ao opened his personal attribute panel.

[He Ao (Roy)]

[Authority Level: Regular Player]

[Physical Fitness: 80 (5)]

[Skills: Talent Sequences 272: Super Memory (Soul Binding) (E Rank), Basic Firearms Mastery (Partial Soul)]

[Mechanical Modification: None]

[Martial Arts: Essence Refinement and Qi Transformation (E Rank) (Inoperable)]

[Character Skills: None]

Physical condition is only at 5.

He Ao remained silent for a moment, fumbled inside his clothes, and took out a cigarette to put in his mouth.

And he doesn’t have any skills either.

What a pure blank slate of a body.

Even the body quality of ordinary people in the Copy World has at least 10.

He recalled how he would break into a sweat with just a bit of exercise.

This... He might even have a deficit in kidney energy.

Should think of a way to get some exercise.

He Ao sighed internally and once again slowly squatted down, his hand grasping the wooden handle,

Super Memory, activate.

He had not expected that the first time he used Super Memory in this mission would be under such circumstances.

Kang——

With a forceful effort, a sonorous and powerful sword cry suddenly erupted, and following that, a silver short sword was pulled from the ground, its clean and dust-free blade shimmering anew under the sunlight.

This was Regit’s sword.

A weapon in hand, and a killer instinct arises.

He Ao performed a sword flourish, and although it was not very smooth and he did break out in a light sweat, at least he completed the maneuver without dropping the sword.

After defeating the exotic beast, he hadn’t brought the sword back to the room but had casually thrust it into the ground of this alley.

Though it was a casual act for him, someone without the strength around F-rank peak would not have been able to pull the sword out of the concrete. The blade was buried in the ground, with just a small section of the hilt showing; adding to the effort needed to draw the sword, this was essentially a simple stealth security measure.

He Ao’s original plan was to see if the sword could be kept until the next Copy World started, and it seems now that he succeeded.

The sword had not been discovered by anyone else.

This alley was secluded, with few pedestrians and no surveillance cameras nearby.

He Ao covered the short sword with his wide coat, looked up once more at the apartment building, and then left the alley from the other end.

"Mayor, step down!"

"Mayor, step down!"

As soon as he left the alley, He Ao bumped into a large rally crowd. They were holding banners with [Mayor, Step Down] and [Mayor, Get Out of Dawn], as well as portraits of the Mayor crossed out in red, walking step by step along the street.

He Ao just glanced at these protesters from a distance, then went against the crowd, sticking to the edge of the street as he left.

"Jiali, what’s wrong?"

In the center of the rally, the red-haired girl holding the portrait suddenly turned her head to look at her somewhat distracted best friend.

"That fat uncle just now..." Yi Jiali eyed the figure that had vanished into the crowd, feeling a strangely familiar air about him, then she shook her head with a smile, "It’s nothing, Annie, I must be seeing things."

"You should get to bed early tonight."

Annie put the portrait on her shoulder, reaching out to touch her friend’s head, "Look how high your hairline is."

"Eh? Really?" Yi Jiali touched her forehead nervously, "It can’t be that bad, can it?"

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After distancing himself from the rally crowd, He Ao hailed a taxi and returned to his current apartment.

Although it was a small apartment as well, Roy’s apartment was much larger than Regit’s.

Regit owned a self-modified duplex apartment, which was actually just one room, whereas Roy’s apartment was a real two-bedroom apartment with a living room, and it was his own property.

He Ao arrived home and propped the short sword against the wall.

The ’scabbard’ for the sword had been hidden nearby, but when he went to look today, he didn’t see anything; it was probably lost, and now he needed to come up with another way to conceal the short sword.

Using a walking stick didn’t seem quite appropriate for a fully able-bodied middle-aged man.

Even though Roy would gasp for breath after running just a short distance.