Life Game In Other World
Chapter 1137: The Arrangements of the Two Major Financial Groups (Long - , Seeking Monthly Pass)

Chapter 1137: Chapter 1137: The Arrangements of the Two Major Financial Groups (Long Chapter, Seeking Monthly Pass)

City Center

The violent explosion tore a big hole in the magnificent palace, and a scattering brilliance flew out from the hole, tumbling in the air. In almost an instant, silver exoskeleton armor covered his body.

Countless drones emerged from every corner around, resembling a crowded swarm of bees as they turned their barrels, aiming at the palace with the big hole.

The surging brilliance burst from the muzzles of those drones in a flash, forming dense beams of light that pierced the silent darkness, instantly evaporating the drifting snow and then covered the entire night sky.

Following the surging brilliance, the figure that fell to the ground didn’t hesitate, turning to get up and pressed a button on his hand.

Silver exoskeleton armor instantly burst out flames, propelling his body towards the depths of the night.

Boom——

Almost at the moment he dashed out, the dense drones exploded like consecutive fireworks, and the continuous surge of flames formed a towering wall.

A figure walked out from this high wall of flames, looking in the direction the armor had left.

——

Setting the helicopter’s destination to the Mayor’s Mansion and switching to automated piloting, He Ao leaned back in his seat and opened his bracelet.

A photograph appeared before him.

His facial features were square, with a tall stature and a brooding gaze; merely standing there, he resembled a suppressing volcano, ready to erupt at any moment.

He Ao scrolled through the photograph, eyeing the introduction next to it.

This person’s information contained only one name, ’Denock’.

He Ao reached out and tapped above the photograph; a webpage of social news quickly popped up behind the photo.

Under He Ao’s gaze, the text on the webpage quickly faded, and the news photo in the center enlarged swiftly.

It seemed to be a news photo of Mr. Lockte, the Mayor, giving a speech. However, He Ao’s gaze wasn’t on Mr. Lockte, but on a figure in the corner of the photo.

Eve swiftly enlarged this figure.

Although the photo didn’t capture the face of the figure straight on, judging by the body type, this figure was the ’Denock’ from the previous photo.

He Ao closed the news photograph, placed his hand on Denock’s photo, and gently dragged again.

Following this photo, a series of photographs unfolded, similar in format and densely filling the bracelet’s screen.

Hum——

Just then, He Ao’s bracelet vibrated, and a message from an unknown contact came through.

The content of the message was simple, just a location that was changing in real-time.

He Ao glanced at the location, turned off the helicopter’s autopilot, and then grabbed the control stick.

Boom——

Accompanied by the intense roaring of the propellers, the entire helicopter tilted in the air, cutting through the hazy curtain of snow, and sharply changed direction.

——

Bang——

The silver exoskeleton armor shattered in midair, and the figure wrapped in the armor shot through the falling snow, crashing onto the cold damp ground.

The drifting snowflakes glided past the figure, landing between the spacious roads and also on the silent shabby shacks beside the road.

"You’ve taken so many precautions against me, concealing so many life-saving measures. It seems you are really afraid of dying,"

A low voice with a hint of a smile resounded in the night, "Unfortunately, all these are futile in the face of absolute power."

The tall figure, clutching a jet-black spike, walked on the damp ground reflecting the neon lights, his heavy footsteps approaching the figure sprawled on the ground.

The broad boots stepped on scattered metal fragments on the ground, emitting a sharp ’squeak squeak’ noise.

"Denock,"

The fallen figure struggled to stand up, with fresh blood seeping from his body, and looked at the approaching tall figure with an icy expression, "How much have the two major consortia paid you to kill me? I can offer a higher price than theirs."

At this moment, a whirring sound of helicopter blades faintly came from the sky.

"It’s not about the payment, friend,"

The tall figure known as Delock gently shook his head, stepping closer to the rising figure, his mouth curled into a cold and suppressed voice, "Your death here, igniting the flames in this city, would be the greatest payment to me."

Hearing Denock’s words, the figure who was speaking and backing away slightly changed his expression, continuing to step backwards, "Aren’t you afraid of the City Defense Army and the Federation’s retaliation if you kill me here? Can you really withstand an army’s encirclement? Even if you escape, what about your companions?"

He paused, then continued, "How about this, you let me go, claim to the outside world that I’m dead, and you can still achieve your goal. I will give you extra on top of what the two consortia are offering you."

"Owai is not so loyal to you,"

Hearing the figure’s words, Delock simply looked at him calmly, then paused and smiled meaningfully, "Moreover, do you think the City Defense Army still has a chance to avenge you?"

Hearing this, the figure raised his head, looking behind Delock as if his gaze penetrated layers of towering buildings to see the high city walls.

In that instant, he suddenly realized something, hesitated no longer, tiptoed, and tensed his entire body, leaping backward.

The wound on his chest tore further due to the violent motion, with surging blood pouring out wildly, but his movements did not stop for an instant.

"Stop wasting time."

Denock looked up at the figure leaping backward, shaking his head slightly.

In the instant Denock’s gaze focused on the figure, the previously coordinated and swift move was disrupted, the smooth leap being abruptly interrupted.

The figure stumbled to the ground, losing his balance.

Delock raised the spike in his hand, bursting forward in an instant like a leaping cheetah, aiming the spike at the figure’s chest.

A thick bulletproof vest was revealed beneath the chest, and then effortlessly pierced by the spike as easily as ripping through cotton.

The sharp tip of the spike ’squeezed’ through the flesh beneath the vest almost in the blink of an eye, with a horrific force, aiming to pierce through the figure’s entire body.

Boom——

Just then, a roaring helicopter dove down from the sky like a spreading eagle.

Two small autocannons unfolded from beneath the helicopter, spewing fierce flames, pouring down on Denock below.

Denock’s attack was disrupted, and his body stalled; the figure, about to be pierced, seized the last ounce of strength to jump back, avoiding the fatal spike, and crashing to the edge of the street.

Realizing that the lethal blow had failed, Denock glanced at the figure at the street’s edge, turned his head, and looked towards the helicopter rushing down from the sky.

Squeak——

Almost the moment his gaze focused on the helicopter, beneath the thundering blades, a sharp sound of friction and breaking could be heard.

It was as if some invisible force interfered with the helicopter’s internal structure, causing the helicopter to lose control in an instant, lighting up with bright flames.

Boom——

Immediately after, the vast helicopter exploded midair, bursting into flames amidst the snowfall.

A corner of Denock’s mouth lifted, but before a smile could truly spread across his cheeks, a blood-colored radiance pierced through the surging flames, like a Divine Being bursting out of the fire, descending from the sky and striking towards his face.

He hastily lifted the spike in his hand.

Boom——

The blood-colored long knife and the spike collided, emitting a massive sound akin to an explosion.

Denock’s originally solid and level ground cracked in an instant, transforming into countless fissures and tearing the earth into pieces.

At this moment, the figure holding a long knife trembled slightly, and the whole person leapt up, gliding through the fluttering snow like a wild goose, landing not far in front of Denock.

"Interesting."

Denock pulled his foot from the ground and, holding a sharp spike, smiled as he gazed down at He Ao who had landed.

He Ao calmly glanced at the bloodied figure lying on the ground next to the street.

Seeing He Ao, the figure struggled to sit up, leaning against the edge of a shanty and hoarsely shouted, "Suote, that Denock is a believer of the Evil God!"

The figure being chased by Denock was none other than the Mayor of Minte City, Mr. Lockte.

"I know."

He Ao withdrew his gaze, holding the blood-red blade with its tip pointing downward, and calmly looked at Denock in front of him.

"It seems Mr. Lockte doesn’t like me much as a ’bodyguard’,"

Denock held the spike in his hand and laughed hoarsely, then looked at He Ao and insinuated, "I’m quite surprised to see Mr. Suote here."

"My mission is to investigate and arrest Chaotic Believers,"

He Ao looked at him with the same smile, "Being here is just right."

When He Ao mentioned the term ’Chaotic Believers’, Mr. Lockte’s expression subtly changed.

He actually could not be certain that Denock was a believer of the Evil God; when he earlier identified Denock as one, it was purely to make it easier for ’Suote’ to make a move.

The thought of having allowed a Chaotic Believer to stay so close for so long made his face darken.

Denock, hearing He Ao’s words, also slightly raised his eyebrows, looked at He Ao, and laughed, "It seems Mr. Suote really knows quite a lot."

"Just lucky, I’ve obtained some evidence."

He Ao smiled amiably.

"I don’t know where we went wrong,"

Denock gazed at He Ao, seemingly attempting to discern the truth from He Ao’s eyes, and laughed, "My current identity shouldn’t have any issues, right?"

"Perhaps."

He Ao looked at him, neither denying nor affirming.

Strictly speaking, Denock’s identity indeed had no issues.

Because this identity was ’fabricated’ for him by the two major consortia, with a clean background and clear assets.

Of course, his identity was not a ’fake identity’; there was no need for the consortia to create a ’fake identity’ for him.

This identity had already been entered into the social security company’s system; it was an absolutely ’real identity’.

Under the Federation law, this person named ’Denock’ was no different from any other citizen of Minte City; he could even legitimately participate in elections and voting.

Of course, to perfectly ’fabricate’ such an identity is not so easy; he would require ’insiders’ in both the City Government and the social security company to create a ’completely real’ identity that can withstand scrutiny.

And in Minte City, the only entities capable of this were the two major consortia’s subsidiaries.

Even the headquarters of the two major consortia needed to go through their subsidiaries in Minte City if they wanted to create such an ’identity’ there.

That’s also the reason why He Ao could access the ’Denock’ information too.

However, even within the databases of the subsidiaries of the major consortia, there was not much information about this ’Denock’; they were only responsible for fabricating the identity and had never even seen the real ’Denock’.

Therefore, when He Ao was swiftly going through the reports and information before, he did not pay much attention to these details.

But after he analyzed the situation clearly, these details entered his field of view.

What kind of person would go to ’forge an identity’?

Those whose previous identities are no longer usable, or those who never had an identity in the first place.

This Denock does not seem to be someone like a Wilderness Wanderer without an identity; He Ao is more inclined to believe that his original identity is no longer usable, which is why he needs to ’launder’ a new one to avoid detection.

Normally, those who need to ’launder their identity’ are fugitives of the Federation.

However, He Ao had Eve access the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s database and cross-reference all Federation warrants, but found no fugitive that matched Denock.

Even if he had undergone plastic surgery, Eve could identify his pre-surgery appearance by comparing data such as body shape and head shape.

But the final result turned up nothing.

This suggests that either Denock is not a fugitive, or he is a fugitive for whom the Federal Bureau of Investigation has no collected data on appearance or body type.

Without concrete warrant data, He Ao could only infer his possible identity through his behavioral characteristics.

Forging an identity indicates that he doesn’t want anyone to know his past, which must be deeply troublesome.

Related to the two major syndicates, seemingly active near Minte City, concerned about his identity being known and appearing to be extremely dangerous.

This leads He Ao to unavoidably think of one organization—the Church of Chaos.

Specifically, a branch of the Church of Chaos active in cities near Minte City, which has been active there for many years.

’Suote’ came to Minte City precisely to investigate this branch of the Church of Chaos.

If they really are from the Church of Chaos, infiltrating Minte City through the two major syndicates would clearly not be for a holiday; they are likely scheming something and may even be in contact with important non-syndicate figures.

With this in mind, He Ao had Eve search through news involving the upper echelons of Minte City’s City Government and City Council from recent years to look for information related to ’Denock’.

It would be impossible for a person to do the search, but it was easy and fast for Eve.

Thus, in a very short time, He Ao obtained a photo of Denock together with the Mayor, confirming that Denock had established a ’connection’ with Mayor Lokte.

After acquiring this clue, He Ao could roughly piece together the sequence of events.

The branch of the Church of Chaos acting outside Minte City has been in contact with the two major syndicates for a long time and maintains a cooperative relationship. They represent another ’chess piece’ set by the syndicate headquarters in Minte City, implanted next to Mayor Lokte.

This also explains why those who attacked ’Suote’ in the wilderness were Carlo, who had only been promoted to B-rank in recent years, and a bunch of small fries with not much fighting power.

Because the core figures of the Church of Chaos had entered Minte City early and could not be easily extracted.

Of course, these Chaotic Believers didn’t come to Mayor Lokte’s side to help him govern the city; with their mindset, they couldn’t comprehend such complex matters.

So, the problem becomes simple. It’s a knife.

Meant to swiftly eliminate Lokte if he ever became disobedient.

Murder and arson—these are the kind of things Chaotic Believers enjoy doing.

And now, the time has come to take care of Lokte.

As thoughts flashed through He Ao’s mind, Denock was also watching him carefully, seemingly hoping to read from He Ao’s expression how he deduced his true identity and knew his plans.

Eventually, he withdrew his gaze, clenched the spike in his hand, and decided to stop pondering this question.

"Suote, I admit you are clever, but you are also foolish,"

He looked at He Ao, head lowered, his voice hoarse, scoffing, "Do you believe with your strength, you can defeat me? Even with a powerful B-rank Extraordinary Item, you have no chance of beating me,"

With the spike grasped firmly in his hand, his voice cold, "It’s good to have brains in this world, but you also need strength. In the end, the winner makes the rules. The great Chaos watches over me; I will kill you and then smash your bones one by one, as Sacrifices to Chaos."

Since he couldn’t figure it out, he stopped trying. Kill the man in front of him, and all problems would be solved.

The meter-long black spike swung out in Denock’s hand with a booming sonic boom, surging power rose within his body, and without hesitation, he thrust it towards He Ao.