Life Game In Other World
Chapter 437: Mr. Pete, the Clan Leader wants to see you. (Big Chapter for monthly tickets)

Chapter 437: Chapter 437: Mr. Pete, the Clan Leader wants to see you. (Big Chapter for monthly tickets)

"Do you know?"

He Ao glanced at the young man.

He dumped the tied-up young man from the car, then, while pointing his gun at him, picked up everything from the ground and threw it into the car, including the dead body of the Black Shadow.

The young man saw the corpse of the Black Shadow and shrank back, shifting his gaze away, not daring to ask who it was, but slowly began to narrate,

"The Andavi clan used to be the overlord of the nearby wilderness, said to be a family blessed by Divine Beings. Powerful Transcendents often emerged from their family, and all the Wilderness Wanderers revered them."

The young man glanced at He Ao and continued, "However, they are very mysterious and seldom get involved with other Wilderness Wanderer families and the Wanderer Camp affairs."

"Used to be?"

He Ao casually took Ennie’s small suitcase from the previous off-road vehicle and tossed it into the back seat of this new off-road vehicle, asking nonchalantly.

"Of course, now the overlord of this wilderness is our Merck clan. Our High Priest has already become a C-level Transcendent."

The young man spoke with some pride, then glanced at He Ao’s calm and expressionless face and sulkily said, "But still not as impressive as you, uncle."

He didn’t know how strong He Ao was or whether he could defeat the High Priest.

But whether or not He Ao could defeat the High Priest, right now, He Ao could easily kill him.

The High Priest couldn’t determine his life or death at this moment, but He Ao could.

But it seemed his attempt to suck up had missed the mark.

Without any expression, He Ao simply packed up all the luggage, tossed the young man into the passenger seat again, "Continue about the Andavi clan."

"There’s not much else about the Andavi clan," the young man climbed into the car,

"After the High Priest advanced to C-level, he found that the Andavi clan was just so-so, the strongest being only D-level. Lately, the High Priest seems to be considering whether to plunder the Andavi clan or not.

"The Andavi clan has existed for so many years; they must have stored many treasures."

"So you know where the Andavi clan’s stronghold is?"

He Ao got into the driver’s seat, closed the car door, "Take me there."

The young man blinked, looked at He Ao, "What do you want with the Andavi clan?"

His eyes slowly moved downward as if he was pondering.

He Ao calmly glanced at the young man, one hand on the steering wheel, the other hand swiftly drew out.

Bang—

The young man didn’t even see He Ao’s action when the gunshot sounded, the hot bullet grazing his scalp.

"If you take me to the wrong place, like leading me to your camp, you can bet whether your C-level High Priest moves faster, or my gun fires faster."

The young man looked at the gun muzzle near his face, still emitting a faint trace of smoke, and a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Look what you’re saying, I’ll definitely take you to the right place," he said.

He forced a smile, nodding slowly and deliberately.

He Ao didn’t speak, just calmly lowered his gun, started the vehicle,

and the car turned around, once more entering the downpour.

This off-road vehicle, originally belonging to the Merck clan, was larger than the off-road vehicle He Ao had just been driving, with a higher chassis.

It could adapt to more complex terrain.

Under the young man’s guidance, He Ao slowly turned off the smooth road and entered the dark wilderness.

Different wilderness environments are home to different powerful exotic beasts, and without a seasoned hunter familiar with the terrain to guide, it was easy to stray into the territory of a powerful exotic beast and become its ’midnight snack.’

The young man wasn’t messing around; he was very serious and careful with his directions because he was well aware that if they encountered a powerful exotic beast, he wouldn’t be able to escape either.

Soon, He Ao drove the off-road vehicle back into an area that seemed somewhat familiar.

Under the pitch-black night wind, tall wild grass swayed with the breeze, and amidst the grass, one could faintly see one or two white spots.

Those were Phantom Mushrooms.

This is the outer perimeter of the Phantom Mushrooms region.

A faint temptation appeared in He Ao’s mind.

This time, Ennie didn’t waste words and directly entered the mode of Martial Arts Training.

"There’s no way around it. To get through here, we must pass through the area of the Human-eating Mushrooms."

The young man glanced carefully at He Ao and said slowly.

"It’s fine, continue guiding."

He Ao’s expression remained calm.

The young man stared at He Ao’s face for a long time, trying to detect any unusual expression.

But what was returned to him was only He Ao’s unfazed demeanor.

Then he raised his head to glance at the rearview mirror and saw that Ennie also had her eyes closed. Although he didn’t know what she was doing, she seemed to be resisting the temptation of the Phantom Mushrooms as well.

At this moment, he finally realized that the two people in front of him were not afraid of the Phantom Mushrooms at all.

His natural advantage in resisting Phantom Mushrooms was gone.

However, he adjusted his emotions quickly, with virtually no change in his facial expression, and maintained a pleasing smile, "Go straight ahead, turn right at that rock."

The broad off-road vehicle trundled slowly and bumpily through the dark wilderness.

He Ao didn’t dare to drive fast, after all, the night road was dangerous, especially with the rain, and it would be troublesome if the car flipped over.

Of course, they couldn’t stop either. The longer they stayed in the Phantom Mushrooms area, the stronger its allure seemed to become.

Perhaps because the Phantom Mushrooms continuously preyed on surrounding life, at the edges of its domain, there were virtually no exotic beasts surviving, and He Ao and his group did not suffer any exotic beast attacks.

They travelled the entire way in silence.

He Ao looked out of the car window.

The animals that could have been active in the vicinity might have been completely preyed upon by the Phantom Mushrooms, leading to a life vacuum in the area.

Ever since he had fled from the caravan and come near the Phantom Mushrooms, he hadn’t encountered any exotic beasts.

At first, he thought it was because the road they took was relatively safe. Now it appeared that it was all the ’work’ of the Phantom Mushrooms.

The night was too quiet, quiet as if it were a dead zone.

The Phantom Mushrooms were a threat not only to humans but to any living creature that could move.

Under the young man’s guidance, He Ao slowly left the area where the Phantom Mushrooms were located, and gradually, sounds under the night sky reached his ears.

They were the chirping of insects and the sounds of some weaker wild animals running through the grass.

He didn’t know how much time had passed, but the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the sky revealed a clear moonlight.

And in front of He Ao, a faint light appeared.

The lights were nestled in a valley, with cliffs on one side and stonewalls surrounding the other three sides, forming a small ’camp’.

This outpost was different from the one He Ao had read about in that travelogue; evidently, the Andavi clan had moved their camp during this time.

That is just the way of the Wilderness Wanderer families, often moving their camps.

Once the prey in the vicinity had been hunted or if a powerful exotic beast appeared, they would relocate.

That way, they wouldn’t face what Ronald’s camp had gone through, with the migration of a C-level exotic beast forcing a painful move and the loss of significant strength.

But such a lifestyle also ensured that their clan’s population would not be too large.

However, the Wilderness Wanderer families were generally quite united.

Chirp—

Before He Ao even approached the camp, a crisp bird call rang out in the surroundings.

This was actually a signal from the hidden sentries, meaning ’a guest is arriving’.

He Ao slowly reduced the car’s speed.

This ’bird call’ was deliberately made for He Ao to hear.

If it were people from the wilderness or those who knew the unwritten rules of the wilderness, they would slow down upon hearing a bird call, waiting for the "owner" to come and greet them.

If it were people unfamiliar with the wilderness rules or those with ill-intent, they would not react, and then the "owner" might need to prepare for battle.

This could roughly distinguish one’s identity and whether they harbored good intentions.

Not long after He Ao reduced his speed, lights appeared in the distance, and a motorcycle hidden in the bushes burst out, blocking He Ao’s path.

The rider was a middle-aged man with light brown hair and some wrinkles on his face.

He glanced at the SUV and his gaze grew stern, "People from the Merck family, what are you doing here?"

He Ao opened the car door and stepped out.

The middle-aged man straightened his body.

From the surrounding bushes, a faint rustling sound could be heard.

He Ao courteously raised both arms, showing his empty hands, then walked over to the passenger side, dragged the young man out, and dumped him on the ground. He looked at the middle-aged man, "This car isn’t mine."

The middle-aged man looked at the tightly bound young man, then puzzledly at He Ao, "So who are you, and why have you come?"

"I’m just a man seeking refuge," He Ao spoke calmly, "looking for a temporary place to stay and to come here,"

He paused, "to find the Fountain of Youth."

The middle-aged man’s expression shifted slightly.

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An hour later,

After several radio inquiries to his family members, the middle-aged man escorted He Ao into the encampment.

The construction of the houses in the camp was quite simple, made of wood and a tarp to form a closed space – that was considered a house.

The people in the camp who were still awake curiously looked at these unexpected visitors in the dead of night.

The young man He Ao had captured was taken away by the middle-aged man.

However, before taking the prisoner away, the middle-aged man had someone pitch a relatively spacious tent for He Ao at a central location in the camp.

The tent had a sturdy alloy steel frame and was divided into two bedrooms, a kitchen, and a living room, each equipped with basic furniture – it was clearly a high-end dwelling.

This was a sign of respect for He Ao’s strength.

In the wilderness, strength was respected.

During the process of entering the camp, the middle-aged man had indirectly learned from the young prisoner from the Merck family about what He Ao had done.

Breaking through the Merck family’s encirclement, suppressing the Merck family’s sniper, and retaliating in an encounter where he was at a disadvantage in equipment compared to the sniper.

Such deeds were enough to earn the respect of the Wilderness Wanderers.

After seeing the tent the middle-aged man pitched for He Ao, the gazes of those around He Ao and his daughter changed.

Ennie had never been under such scrutiny before.

She stayed close to He Ao with guarded caution.

She was beautiful and performed well academically, making her the center of attention in school like a little princess.

But the gazes in the city were somewhat reserved; people abided by rules and maintained basic rationality.

The gazes in the wilderness, however, were truly invasive, as if they couldn’t wait to strip father and daughter of their clothes.

He Ao gently shielded his daughter, cutting off the intrusive gazes of the Wilderness Wanderers.

He smiled gently at the surrounding Wanderers, led his daughter inside the tent carrying their luggage, and pulled the tent flaps closed.

It was like this in the wilderness: whether man or woman, the Wanderers longed to be with the strong, as it meant their offspring were more likely to survive.

It was human instinct.

Of course, there were reserved individuals in the wilderness too, but because they couldn’t find strong mates, they left no descendants, and their genes disappeared.

That was evolution.

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"So we survived?"

After entering the tent, Ennie gently slapped her own face.

"What? You thought you were going to die?"

He Ao said with a smile as he packed up their gear.

"There were several times I really thought I was about to."

Ennie took a deep breath, then she looked around with some worry, "Is this the wilderness... Dad, are we really safe staying here?"

"The Andavi family probably follows certain rules."

He Ao sat on the living room sofa, looking at his daughter, "You go find a room to sleep in, I’ll stand watch tonight."

According to the travel journal He Ao found, the author managed to enter the Andavi family’s camp, gathered information, and even came out safely, which proves that the Andavi family isn’t entirely unapproachable.

The author also mentioned that the Andavi family was very hospitable.

However, He Ao was skeptical about this ’hospitality’. The rules in the wilderness are different; almost no family of Wilderness Wanderers is welcoming, although a camp might be, since they need to make money and can force a smile if necessary.

The harsh environment made it such that the personalities of Wilderness Wanderers were usually very direct, especially the families of Wanderers. If they didn’t ’fleece travelers’, they were already considered rational and orderly, let alone ’hospitable’.

But considering what He Ao had seen upon entering the camp, as well as the information in Ronald’s memories, it seemed that the Andavi family leaned towards being orderly, and wouldn’t lure people into their camp only to secretly finish them off.

After He Ao instructed his daughter to rest in the house, Ennie didn’t leave.

She glanced at her father, then slowly sat beside him and said softly,

"Dad, why don’t you get some sleep? I know you must have used some kind of medicine to suddenly become so powerful. Just last night, after the fight, you nearly passed out. Don’t push yourself too hard, I’m still depending on you. If something really happens to you, what am I going to do? It’s wild and remote out here..."

He Ao looked at Ennie’s cheeks.

Her eyes had gathered some tears, shimmering in the light.

She turned her head away, wiped her eyes with her hand, then quickly turned back, "Anyway, you rest for a while. I feel much better after practicing that breathing technique you taught me. I can stand watch during the first half of the night and I’ll call you if anything happens."

He Ao looked at his daughter’s face and showed a gentle smile, touching her head, "My Ennie has grown up."

"I’ve told you, patting the head will make you stupid," Ennie pouted her lips, "I’m already sixteen, of course I’ve grown up, I can even get a driver’s license."

He Ao laughed, leaning on the soft sofa and slowly closing his eyes,

As he relaxed, a wave of immense fatigue washed over him.

It was slightly weaker than last time, since he had mostly refrained from using Super Memory, but the overpowering exhaustion from overexerting his body still made him feel completely immobilized in an instant.

Ennie sighed as she looked at her father who’d fallen asleep on the sofa, snoring away.

She got up and, with some effort, laid her father completely flat on the sofa, then took a blanket from inside the room to cover him.

The rain started drizzling outside once more, pattering lightly on the top of the tent.

In the latter half of the night, He Ao opened his eyes, waking from his deep slumber.

This was the first good sleep he’d had since the mission began. Though he still maintained some awareness of his surroundings, he hadn’t been completely dead to the world, and his spirit had recovered quite well.

He looked at Ennie, who was propping up her face and staring blankly, and smiled.

On the table, her wrist gadget lay there, completely drained of battery.

He waved his hand in front of her eyes a few times before Ennie suddenly realized, sat up abruptly, and looked at He Ao, "Dad, you’re awake?"

"Go back to sleep for a while."

He Ao said with a smile.

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He Ao had Ennie go back to her room to sleep, and then he made himself a cup of instant coffee with the preparation left by the middle-aged man.

The raindrops were still falling outside, and He Ao sipped his coffee gently, accompanied by the sound of the rain.

When the first light of dawn filtered through the tent’s window, the closed door curtain was slowly pushed open, and a young Wilderness Wanderer boy looked at He Ao curiously,

"Mr. Pete, the chieftain wants to see you."