Life Game In Other World
Chapter 1389: The Location of the Secret Medicine (Large - Asking for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 1389: Chapter 1389: The Location of the Secret Medicine (Large Chapter Asking for Monthly Tickets)

When he heard He Ao’s words, the man shook his head, "I don’t understand what you’re saying?"

He Ao’s gaze remained unchanged, still fixed on him.

After a moment, following a brief pause, he croaked, "What exactly did Moli tell you,"

Then he said slowly, "Don’t even think about it, I won’t tell you any information related to that. Just coming out to meet you and helping you leave Denno City is already very risky. You can forget about getting the Secret Medicine for promotion from me."

"It seems you’ve already formulated those materials into the Secret Medicine?" He Ao looked at him, smiling as he took over the conversation.

Upon hearing this, the man suddenly froze, realizing he had misspoken, he raised his head and looked at He Ao, "Moli told you even that? No, that’s not right,"

The man shook his head, realizing his emotions were slightly off; he looked up at He Ao, forcing himself to calm down, "I don’t know what method you’re using to influence me, but forget it, I won’t say anything,"

With that, he set down his coffee and slowly got up, "If you don’t need our help, I’ll be leaving."

He Ao ignored his actions, continuing to ask, "I want to know, where is the ’Honorary Noble’s’ Secret Medicine, is it in Denno City?"

The man didn’t speak but maintained his stance as he continued to walk outside.

In the Kewort Group building’s underground vault?

Feeling the man’s emerging thoughts, He Ao was slightly stunned.

This guy is using his position to conveniently hide his stuff in the group’s vault?

At this moment, the man had already passed by He Ao’s body, with his back to He Ao, walking along the path He Ao had entered, heading toward the coffee shop’s exit.

"Your mocha coffee, without extra sugar."

And at this time, the boss also came over, holding a tray of prepared coffee, his body stiff, his arm taut as he placed it in front of He Ao.

"Thank you."

He Ao accepted the coffee and thanked him warmly.

"No problem, no problem."

The boss quickly waved his hand, then nervously glanced at the man slowly walking out, swiftly returning behind the bar.

Meanwhile, He Ao looked at the steaming hot coffee cup and slowly said, "Before I tell you, did you know Moli is already dead?"

The man walking out paused his steps.

"Do you want to know how Moli died?" He Ao’s fingers brushed across the rim of the coffee cup, continuing to ask.

The man, with his back to He Ao, showed a change in expression.

"He died before the assassination took place, like he was instantly killed by someone, without a chance to resist," He Ao continued, "Your superior didn’t tell you this?"

The man who was walking out finally turned around, slowly walked back, sat in front of He Ao, and picked up his coffee again, saying, "According to plan, once the event starts, I and Moli would have no contact; theoretically, I wouldn’t send any message to Moli, nor would he to me,"

He paused, continuing, "By tonight at the latest, our communicator will be directly cut off."

Until the organization arranges a new ’downline.’

He Ao ’read’ the words not spoken in his mind.

If He Ao were slower in his actions, the communicator would become useless.

This last ’contact’ time should be used as a fault tolerance, to prevent unexpected situations.

Through the man’s thoughts, He Ao obtained more information about this ’fault tolerance’ time.

During the time from the start of the operation to the cut-off of communication, only online can contact downline, all messages from downline to online will not be replied to.

Theoretically, the man in front shouldn’t respond to He Ao’s messages.

If He Ao tried to contact using Moli’s identity, he wouldn’t receive any response.

However, He Ao directly revealed his identity as Paxiu from the beginning, which meant that as an ’outsider,’ he didn’t need to abide by any previous rules set by this organization.

And the man in front, when receiving his information, also needed to handle it in an outsider’s manner, which made this ’meeting’ possible.

But from the man’s words, it could be seen that he was completely unaware of Moli’s death.

But if it wasn’t the direct online of this Moli doing the silencing, how exactly did Moli die?

Was it silenced by a higher-up online, or for some other reason?

Moli was dead before the assassination even started.

He Ao looked at the man in front, cautiously smiling and asked, "It seems you aren’t the one who can truly give orders to Moli?"

Hearing his question, the man’s expression changed slightly again, then he raspily said, "Don’t try to ask anything more, I won’t tell you."

The ’upper and lower’ relationship within the organization is not directly bound, but matched according to tasks.

Moli is not the ’fixed subordinate’ of the man in front.

In fact, before Moli arrived in Denno City, the man in front didn’t know Moli, nor did he know any information about this assassination task.

It was only after Moli came here that the man in front, as the head of the security department at the Kewort Group, was ’matched’ with Moli, entering the action planning.

And his task was only to convey the task relayed from above to Moli, cooperate with the whole task, gather resources, and arrange other actions.

In a sense, he was just Moli’s ’temporary partner’ and the upper echelon’s ’voice tube.’

And he didn’t actually know Moli’s identity from the start; unless He Ao told him, he wouldn’t even know his ’collaborator’ was called ’Moli.’

The information He Ao sent him wasn’t handled by himself but forwarded to his ’online,’ and he received authorization and support from a higher level, obtained complete intelligence, and only then arranged for the ’meeting.’

This is also why He Ao had to wait so long for the initial response.

Sorting through the man’s thoughts, He Ao looked at the ’calm-faced’ man in front.

At this moment, the other side seemed to have calmed down, but in reality, his thoughts were more chaotic than before.

He was also wondering in his heart whether Moli was silenced by the organization.

"Then do you know anything about your ’upper line’?" He Ao asked the man in front.

"I’ve told you," the man’s face was cold, "I cannot disclose."

The security department head of the Kewort Group in front of him was just an unemployed worker from Ains seven years ago.

When he was submitting his resume, he inadvertently saw a security company’s job ad and submitted his resume.

After going through an online interview process, he smoothly joined and received an anonymous identity and his first ’communicator.’

Since then, he has done more and more things for the organization: murder, eavesdropping, investigation...

Initially, he resisted, but his income also increased, and he gradually ’integrated’ into the organization.

During this period, under the organization’s arrangement, he entered many companies, acquiring a ’brilliant’ resume.

About two years ago, he ’changed jobs’ and joined the Kewort Group, quickly promoting to become the head of security in Denno City’s branch of the Kewort Group, becoming an envy of everyone, the ’executive of a conglomerate.’

Of course, he knew clearly what his ’status’ actually depended on, so he always worked loyally for the ’organization.’

When He Ao ’read minds,’ the man in front seemed to have finally sorted his thoughts; looking at He Ao, he suppressed his voice, saying,

"Since we’ve talked so much, let’s be frank. I can provide you with a passage to leave Denno City, and I can also tell you, your previous speculation is correct, I am indeed an executive of the Kewort Group, and the head of the security department of the Kewort Group,"

He raised his hand, his fingers brushing over the handle of the coffee cup, "Every night these past few days, transport convoys have been coming in and out of Denno City, transporting ore from the mines outside into the city. I can help you blend into the convoy and send you out into the wilderness."

He paused slightly, glancing at He Ao, "Since you were born a Wilderness Wanderer, I don’t need to teach you how to survive out there, right?"

Then he turned his gaze, looking out the window, "I have just one request. You need to keep things low-key, can’t make such a big scene anymore. If you get discovered in the convoy, neither of us will get away."

"And what are your demands?" He Ao shook the coffee in his hand, asking quietly.

"We just need you to keep your mouth in check," the man looked at He Ao, with a hint of warning, "Know what to say and what not to say."

"I have one more question," He Ao looked at the man, "Why do you want to assassinate the President?"

Upon hearing his words, the man’s eyes suddenly widened. He immediately turned his head, glanced at the empty surroundings outside, and the boss at the bar not far away, who was engrossed in something.

After ensuring no one heard He Ao’s words, he withdrew his gaze and looked at He Ao, "You madman, do you know what you’re saying? Can you just say such things out loud? Do you want to be hunted down by Ains’ people?"

He only handled the ’Paxiu’ line and didn’t know of any other assassins.

"Let me correct you," He Ao raised his hand, speaking in a slow voice, "I am currently being hunted."

The man’s expression stiffened, and he then spoke softly, "In short, what I can provide you is the pathway through the convoy. If you’re willing to go, follow me."

"Are the other assassins also using this convoy route?" He Ao asked in a calm voice.

"What are you talking about?" The man was slightly taken aback and looked up at He Ao, "If you’re unwilling to cooperate, don’t waste my time."

Completely unaware of information about other assassins.

He Ao slightly stood up, "Alright, then let’s go."

"Hope we never meet again, don’t know how Moli persuaded you to cooperate," Watching He Ao finally agreed to cooperate, the man let out a long sigh of relief, "Let’s go."

This ’Paxiu’ is really difficult to handle.

As they spoke, he saw He Ao turn to walk towards the front door of the coffee shop.

"The convoy goes this way." He waved his hand, and then turned towards the other side, seeming to head towards a small door leading to another street.

He Ao turned around and followed him.

Soon, the two arrived at the small door, and the man reached out to open it.

Outside the door was a street with few people, and across the street was a seemingly abandoned building.

"You go first." The man stepped aside, letting He Ao go through the small door first.

"You go first." He Ao said calmly.

The man looked up at He Ao, "Difficult Guy."

Then he passed through the small door, walking towards the street outside.

He Ao followed behind him, and just as he was about to step over the threshold, a series of bright red marks suddenly lit up beneath his feet.

It transformed into a circular sigil, inlaid with an open-eyed eyeball, with intricate patterns entwining the symbol, forming an array about a meter in diameter.

A twisted pollution surged with power into He Ao’s body, trying to control his movements.

At that instant, the man in front turned around, pulled out a small knife from his waist, and his body erupted with surging force, thrusting toward He Ao’s neck.

Despite many twists and turns, things ended up exactly where he had planned.

The easiest way to silence someone forever is always quite simple.

The original plan was to have the gang outside pretend there was an incident, break in to kill, and block the front door.

Then, under the guise of avoiding a big scene, lead this guy out through the back door.

These gangs were essentially supported by the Kewort Group and were under the security department, within his jurisdiction; after it was over, he could kill those in the know and replace them with a fresh batch.

But he hadn’t expected He Ao to fight through the streets, killing most of the gang members he had arranged for in his plan.

The remaining ones were scared out of their wits and had fled who knows where.

He had to rely on his ’eloquence’ to ’guide’ He Ao to the small door.

But he hadn’t expected He Ao to be impervious to both soft and hard tactics, even threatening to leave didn’t bother He Ao.

In the end, he could only bring up Moli’s matter to secretly persuade him back.

Although the process was a bit tough, the final result was still good; this guy finally agreed to follow him.

Even the act of letting him pass first through the door was intentional, just to lower the other party’s guard, making them think there was danger outside.

In reality, whether He Ao went first or not, as long as he reached this door, he could immediately activate the array and control this guy.

In an instant, the surging power supported his body, the sharp knife thrusting toward He Ao’s neck.

Thanks to the organization’s grace, in this brief burst, he could reach B-level strength, coupled with this controlling array, to deal with a heavily injured C-level Transcendent like ’Paxiu.’

If that couldn’t kill him, it would indeed be ghostly.

If not for the higher-ups asking for caution, he would’ve directly used the grace’s power to take this guy out.

Farewell, you troublesome fellow.

The blade drew closer to He Ao, and he himself drew nearer to He Ao.

The man gazed into those eyes, watching as they slowly turned to gaze at him, ever approaching.

This guy wasn’t affected?!

Just as this thought flickered through his mind, he felt his wrist being suddenly grabbed, then violently twisted.

The knife he thrust out turned into a silver streak in the air, flipped around, and pierced his own neck in a ’V’ arc.

Yellow glowing blood splattered out, his eyes wide, seemingly never having anticipated such an ending.

His body gradually withered, decaying at a visibly rapid pace.

And with the disappearance of his body, the array under He Ao’s feet also rapidly dimmed.

He Ao had noticed this array early on, letting the man go first to study its activation mechanism.

Then he found out, the array seemed to summon some kind of polluted power to descend and achieve a powerful controlling effect through this polluted power.

Of course, the array itself also had a certain ’imprisoning’ effect, but it was constructed very crudely.

Once he understood the structure, the rest was simple.

When He Ao stepped onto the array, he conveniently destroyed some of the key structures within, greatly weakening its effect.

The outcome of this battle was determined from the start.

Seeing the man’s body disappear, He Ao’s hand didn’t stop. Instead, he reached for the small knife held by the man.

At that moment, his body suddenly tensed, instantly springing to one side.

Boom——

A booming gunshot rang out from not far away.