Life Game In Other World
Chapter 188: Life Medallion (Long - , Please Subscribe, Add to Favorites, Request Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 188: Chapter 188: Life Medallion (Long Chapter, Please Subscribe, Add to Favorites, Request Monthly Tickets)

He Ao, following the guidance of the staff, walked from the airport to the mansion built by the Liu Family on the island, and during this time, the Speech Master chattered nonstop to He Ao, repeating the codenames and origins of the other ten Special Appointed Researchers besides themselves.

However, she was not aware of what each person’s Talent was, only able to provide a vague estimate of their levels.

According to her, among these ten individuals, only two were of D level, one being the extravagantly aesthetic Underpants Superman and the other a frail young man hidden in the corner, whose codename was quite interesting, ’Psychic’. It was uncertain whether this was his Talent.

The plane had arrived half an hour early, and it was now ten-thirty at night according to Central Earth time, but He Ao had just checked his watch, and the local time was four-thirty in the morning, eighteen hours behind Central Earth.

The ruins would open around nine in the morning local time, which was approximately three in the morning Central Earth time.

With less than five hours left until the start of the event at the ruins, the staff did not lead them to a rest area but directly to a certain hall.

"Say something, will you? Like what’s your codename, aren’t you going to introduce yourself?"

The Speech Master continued to circle around He Ao.

He Ao glanced at her without speaking; since she had information about the other ten individuals, it was impossible she didn’t know about him.

The Speech Master seemed to understand the meaning behind He Ao’s gaze, scratching her head, "Okay, I know you’re a mercenary, are you E level, or D level?"

Thump, thump, thump——

Her speech was interrupted by a series of rhythmic footsteps,

A middle-aged man with a stern face and wearing sturdy military boots walked to the front of everyone,

"I am the overseas supervisor of the Research Institute, Yang De. You can address me as Officer or Officer Yang."

This man’s presence was incredibly imposing, carrying a certain infectiousness that made everyone instinctively feel compelled to obey his commands.

He Ao focused on this man who claimed to be Yang De, sensing a familiar aura emanating from him.

It was somewhat similar to Pena’s aura.

However, unlike Pena’s cold and crazed demeanor, Yang De exuded a sense akin to a shield, firm and solid.

Yang De’s Talent Sequence might also be ’Noncommissioned Officer’.

"I know you do not like being ordered around," Yang De saw the attention of the crowd focused on him and nodded, "You think I want to control you? I don’t want to either."

A slight commotion arose from the audience.

"Those of you who are unwilling to stay here and listen to me can get lost right now. It would be good riddance, freeing up a few spots."

Yang De looked at everyone’s expressions and snorted coldly.

Everyone quieted down. Those who had been selected to come here were all of stable disposition, and nobody would walk away just because they felt offended and wanted to clash with the authorities.

Meanwhile, He Ao calmly watched Yang De’s every move.

Yang De was establishing his authority.

The purpose of establishing authority is to build credibility and win people’s trust.

This can be applied to quickly improve team cohesion and the leader’s control over the team, as well as... the transmission of knowledge.

The special appointed researchers who came here have different personalities, and most of them are unwilling to obey discipline, as can be seen from their various styled masks.

This kind of team is the most difficult to manage because whatever the leader says, the team members might not even listen.

In order for their information to be completely conveyed to everyone’s ears, it is reasonable for managers to establish their credibility.

However, there are many ways to establish credibility, and Yang De simply chose the simplest and most brutal method.

Of course, this method is also the most likely to offend people.

Seeing no reaction from the crowd, Yang De continued, "The ruins will open in a little over four hours. There will be ships to take you to the platform where the ruins open. The trip will take about an hour, meaning we now have less than three hours. I’ll get straight to the point."

He waved his hand and took off the coat he was wearing, revealing the combat suit underneath.

The combat suit was overall gray-white, with many pockets on the front and back, including the arms and legs, and it was equipped with hardy long boots and plastic elbow and knee pads. After showing it off, Yang De unveiled the bulletproof vest inside the combat suit,

"Later, each of you will receive one of these combat suits, which will come with this latest model of bulletproof vest. However, the vest can’t protect against much, so don’t put too much trust in it."

Then he demonstrated the two metal elbow guards on his hands, pressing a switch on one of the guards, and a small screen popped out, "This is a micro tablet computer; both hands have one. This computer is connected to six cameras on this combat suit—front, back, left, and right. You can use these cameras to watch what’s behind you or observe things that can’t be directly seen with the naked eye,"

Saying this, he paused and displayed the cameras on both shoulders, elbows, and back to everyone, "These cameras all come with memory cards, so even if the cameras are damaged, try to bring back the memory cards."

Then he turned his attention back to the small display on his elbow, "This microcomputer contains an encyclopedia of all the transcendent creatures recorded by the Research Institute. If you can’t recognize them, try scanning with the cameras, and the computer will automatically match the possible creature entries."

"In addition to the combat suit, the Research Institute has also equipped you with various weapons. You’d better choose the ones you’re good at; otherwise, if you carry weapons you can’t use, you’ll die even faster."

As he said this, he paused and lifted his right hand, a small rectangular metal tag tied to his wrist was displayed.

The metal tag was only as wide as one finger and as long as two fingers, a pale milky white throughout. As the tag swayed, He Ao could faintly make out a string of numbers on it.

"Next is the most important thing," Yang De looked at the people until everyone’s gaze was on him,

"This ’Life Medallion’, later each of you will get one, no matter what, you can’t lose this Life Medallion. In the ruins, you must never trust a ’person’ who has no Life Medallion or whose Life Medallion is not milky white."

If you come back without this Life Medallion, you might be shot on the spot by me. That’s it, go gather your things; you have less than three hours to familiarize yourselves with your equipment."

Yang De walked to the door, "I’ll be next door, if you have any questions you can come ask me."

The crowd dispersed to find the staff and collect their combat suits and Life Medallions.

He Ao also collected his set and then went straight to a small side door and entered Yang De’s office.

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"A belt to insert test tubes?"

Yang De raised his head, glanced at He Ao, then reached out to rummage around beside him, found a grayish-white belt, and threw it to He Ao, "It’s mine, giving it to you. Be careful once you’re in, if you die inside, no one will collect your body."

He Ao smiled, thanked him, took the belt, first went to the changing room to change into a combat suit, and then returned to the hall.

As soon as he came back, the Speech Master came over, "Do you know why the camouflage on our combat suits is gray and white? Because most of the cities in the ruins are gray and white."

He Ao ignored her and went to the side to select an appropriate weapon.

"What number are you? I’m 06," the Speech Master followed He Ao around like a shadow, showing him her Life Medallion.

He Ao hadn’t put on his Life Medallion yet; he pulled it out from within his combat suit.

This small metal medallion showed a translucent state before being worn and emitted a faint burning sensation that spread out.

On it was printed a shallow, not easily noticeable serial number, ’Special-3001’.

"You’re 01, wow, that’s impressive," the Speech Master also leaned in at this moment, "You actually managed to draw the first number."

The Life Medallions were randomly issued, and He Ao hadn’t expected to get 01.

He fastened the Life Medallion to his wrist, and as soon as it touched his body, its color quickly changed to a pale milky white, and a burning sensation emerged in He Ao’s heart.

A bit uncomfortable, but still bearable.

"You must feel the heat too, right?" the Speech Master chuckled on the side,

"This Life Medallion will feel warm as long as a living person holds it. It turns milky white when near a living person, translucent if next to a nonliving thing, and if it’s around some... things that are neither dead nor alive, or not ’human,’ it will show different colors."

He Ao glanced at her.

You had to admit, the Speech Master really knew a lot of information.

Was this her ability? Or was it her job?

However, He Ao just glanced at her and continued to select weapons.

He chose two fine steel daggers and a fine steel short sword to carry with him from the cold weapons section.

"Will you pay attention to me, please?"

The Speech Master cautiously brought her head closer, "Why don’t you talk?"

She felt like a little fan girl chasing after her male idol, who was always indifferent. She would walk away dejectedly, but occasionally the idol would talk to her and even perform a magic trick for her, giving her a glimmer of hope that she might gain his favor.

It was this hanging on the edge that made her feel terribly uneasy.

He Ao didn’t realize he had become some sort of cad in the Speech Master’s mind; he looked at her, "You can go find someone else."

With that, he walked toward the firearms section.

Everyone else would respond when spoken to, but you’re always hot and cold with me. As the old saying goes, what you can’t get is always agitating.

The Speech Master felt completely dominated by this man, and she followed him again.

He Ao was at that moment holding a high-powered pistol, testing the sight.

Seeing the Speech Master come over, he didn’t say a word and just put the fully loaded pistol into his combat suit, and found a few boxes of cartridges to put in his pocket.

Just as the Speech Master opened her mouth to speak, He Ao looked at her, took out the coin with a smiley face she had drawn on, "Want to see a magic trick?"

"Sure!"

The Speech Master nodded excitedly.

As usual, He Ao rolled up his sleeves, showed his clean fingers, and both hands.

Then he grabbed the coin with his left hand and tossed it up, followed by a grab into the air with his right hand.

"It’s in this hand; you definitely didn’t throw it."

The Speech Master pointed at his left hand.

He Ao opened his left hand, and it was empty. He then opened his right hand and revealed the coin in his palm.

He had actually thrown the coin up just now.

"Watch closely this time."

Then he raised his right hand high and tossed it upward.

The Speech Master stared upward following his hand gesture, but didn’t see the coin fall back down for a long time.

"You definitely didn’t throw it this time."

She looked at He Ao confidently.

He Ao opened his right hand; it was empty.

"It’s in the other hand."

The Speech Master immediately looked at his left hand.

He Ao opened his left hand; it too was empty.

"Then where did you throw it?"

The Speech Master was a bit puzzled.

He Ao smiled, took out a matchbox tightly bound with rubber bands vertically and horizontally from his pocket, and tossed it to her, "Open it and see."