Life Game In Other World
Chapter 104: The Legacy (Please Favorite, Follow, and Vote for the Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 104: Chapter 104: The Legacy (Please Favorite, Follow, and Vote for the Monthly Ticket)

With these thoughts, He Ao rubbed his temples.

Roy’s physical qualities were somewhat troublesome. A physique of 5 points, plus the 57 points from the Super Memory burst, only amounted to 62 points—barely crossing the threshold into E-class.

To think of destroying the Witch Church’s plans at this level seemed too farfetched; after all, the opposition might have entities of D-class or even higher.

He Ao took a deep breath and walked into the bathroom, scooping up a handful of cold water and splashing it on his face.

The chilly stimulation gradually calmed his somewhat agitated mood.

Based on the previous situations, each character should have their own talent, such as Yezola’s ability to sense danger and the powers bestowed by the God of Knowledge, Ande’s basic mastery of firearms, Regit’s Body Tempering Technique.

Roy must also have something special about him; it was just that He Ao had not yet discovered it.

He Ao carefully revisited Roy’s memories and noted that Roy indeed did not seem to have anything particular—that is, besides Roy’s recollection of himself not being as weak as he felt now.

Of course, people tend to beautify themselves in their memories.

If the special characteristic was not within Roy himself, could it come from the outside world?

Currently, there were only two places related to Roy: the apartment and the restaurant. Could there be anything special about these places?

As He Ao pondered this, he suddenly noticed a drop of water splashing onto a family portrait frame nearby.

He reached for a paper towel and wiped off the water stain.

But as his hand touched the frame, he paused abruptly.

The sensation from the frame was hard and heavy.

The entire frame was fixed onto the washbasin.

He tried to move the frame but failed to budge it.

The frame was fixed in place and did not trigger any mechanism.

It seemed to be simply welded onto the washbasin.

But instinctively, He Ao felt that something was off—who in their right mind would weld a picture frame to a washbasin?

He rested his hands on the basin and looked at the defeat-looking middle-aged man in the mirror.

He began to earnestly recall memories from Roy’s childhood.

Father, games, puzzles, mechanisms.

As these keywords surfaced, fragments of memories emerged in He Ao’s mind.

Those were scenes of a young Roy playing with his father.

They often played with a puzzle toy, a game involving turning knobs to unlock a toy safe.

...

"This riddle has three hints,"

"The first hint: The answer is a number, not greater than one hundred, a ’tall one’ that can’t be made by ’little ones’ coming together."

"The second hint: The answer is related to our family, but you have to remove our family’s influence from it."

"The third hint: Among the children who have been born, the youngest becomes old while the oldest becomes young."

...

The man’s gentle voice echoed in He Ao’s ears, with vivid memories from childhood before him.

The young Roy had never succeeded in solving the puzzles his father set, each time the father would present a different puzzle. However, this particular riddle was repeated three times; it was the most complex, the most recurring, deeply etched into Roy’s memory.

He Ao closed his eyes slightly, his brain racing.

The answer was a number less than one hundred. Given Roy’s age at the time, the answer should not exceed Roy’s understanding, so it had to be a natural number.

’A "tall one" that little ones can’t come together to make’—aside from zero and one, any natural number less than one hundred can be split into smaller numbers added together.

If zero and one were considered, the second hint would not make sense.

Not addition, then multiplication.

A number that can’t be made by multiplying two smaller natural numbers is a prime number.

There are 2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13, 17, 19, 23, 29, 31, 37, 41, 43, 47, 53, 59, 61, 67, 71, 73, 79, 83, 89, 97—a total of twenty-five prime numbers under one hundred.

So for the second hint, which is related to one’s own family,

Your own family, numbers...

He Ao opened his eyes, looking at the family portrait,

There were only three people in Roy’s family, which is the number 3. Among these primes, there are nine related to three: 3, 13, 23, 31, 37, 43, 53, 73, 83.

But it’s necessary to remove one’s own family’s influence.

That means subtracting 3, and after removing 3, that leaves the numbers 0, 1, 2, 4, 5, 7, 8 remaining.

"The child that has already been born," a 0-year-old child has not been born yet, remove the zero.

The smallest remaining is 1, from the youngest to the oldest, follow the time, clockwise.

The largest is 8, from oldest to youngest is going against time, counterclockwise.

One circle clockwise, eight circles counterclockwise.

He Ao placed his hand on the family portrait.

Wrong, this family portrait cannot be twisted.

·····

"Daddy, this knob is standing up."

"Then we can lay it down, look, press this in the back, and it lays down."

·····

The memory of the standing knob and the memories of the three hints are not together; they’re separate puzzles, but also repeated three times.

He Ao turned around and looked behind the picture frame, where on the metal stand there was indeed a catch.

He released the catch and slowly laid down the family portrait.

A faint mechanical sound entered his ears.

He Ao placed his hand on the family portrait and gently tried it.

After being laid down, the family portrait could be rotated.

······

"Dad, the safe is locked tight."

"That’s the cost of failure, Roy, sometimes, there are some chances you only get once, and if you try wrong, then you don’t get another opportunity. Sometimes, just living an ordinary life is also a form of happiness."

······

He Ao closed his eyes, expelled the surging memories from his mind, and then slowly rotated the family portrait.

One circle clockwise, and then eight circles counterclockwise.

When the family portrait was turned back to its original direction,

the entire space seemed to fall silent.

He Ao stepped back two steps and quietly waited.

zzzt—

The sound of mechanical gears driving hinges slowly rose.

The mirror in front of He Ao slowly shone a faint light.

"Security password has been reset, please stand in the designated position to re-enter iris information."

A mechanical female voice suddenly rang out, followed by a series of simple human silhouettes appearing in the mirror, He Ao adjusted his position to coincide with the silhouette.

"Iris entry successful, please place your palm in the designated position to record the palm print."

Two simple palm patterns appeared on the mirror, and He Ao pressed his palms on these patterns.

"Palm print entry successful, please press your right hand in the designated area to unlock the security door."

A rectangular box lit up in the bottom right corner.

He Ao pressed his palm inside the box.

The sound of mechanical gears and hinges rotating rose again as the wall of the bathroom where the mirror was attached began to retract and fold,

revealing a small ’compartment’ in front of He Ao.

On the walls of this compartment, a row of weapons and equipment reflecting a faint cold light hung neatly aligned.

Pistols, sniper rifles, short swords, daggers, military spikes, Gauss Pistols, micro Gauss cannons, special combat suits.

At the far end of the compartment, on a small platform, a small black box was quietly placed.

He Ao walked up to this box.

The screen on the box naturally lit up, requiring a password.

He Ao thought for a moment and entered Roy’s birthday.

Clack—

With a sound of mechanical movement, the box opened in response.

Two vials containing green liquid slowly came into view for He Ao.