Life Game In Other World
Chapter 618: A Bullet (Super long - , ask for monthly pass)

Chapter 618: Chapter 618: A Bullet (Super long Chapter, ask for monthly pass)

The giant tentacle’s shadow collided with the pristine white bone sword, emitting a hard, sonorous metallic noise.

He Ao’s body halted, his gaze fixed on the tentacle before him.

It was a composite entity of flesh and high-strength alloy.

Compared to the humanoid monsters He Ao had encountered before, this tentacle’s mechanization was evidently higher.

And the force of the lash that had just come at him was substantial.

Even though He Ao had blocked in time, he had nearly failed to stop the strike, and had it truly landed on him, even He Ao would have been torn open, sustaining serious injuries.

This monster was strong.

It had already surpassed the limits of C-level.

And right after He Ao had blocked this stealth attack, the creature did not linger in combat but quickly retracted all its tentacles.

He Ao’s gaze followed the direction in which the tentacles had withdrawn.

"Minister He, what is this?"

Zhang Yusi stood by He Ao’s side.

"The monster that rules this area."

He Ao, with his sword pointing downward, stared into the deep shadowy abyss.

From the moment those Flesh Spiders dared not enter the hall, he had sensed something was off.

What could instill fear in a monster was likely another, stronger monster.

So he intentionally ventured beyond the metal door and lowered his bone sword, presenting a vulnerability.

And that entity lurking in the darkness had, as expected, not passed up the opportunity.

By this time, all the lights in the hall had been extinguished, with only the faint glow from the observation window casting light onto the neatly arranged dormant pods within the hall, shrouding the entire area in a dim hue.

And in the deepest part of this dimness, a massive, writhing shadow slowly ’crawled’ out from another passage.

It was like a huge worm crawling on the ground, its shadowy tentacles spreading out behind it like the bones of a fan, fluttering in the faint light.

It ’faced’ He Ao, seemingly sizing him up, then slowly ’stood’ up, its entire body shifting from a horizontal to a vertical posture.

From its back unfolded even denser tentacles, resembling the bristling quills of a standing porcupine.

During its entire process of standing, the monster’s surrounding tentacles continually stirred nearby, guarding against any sudden attack He Ao might launch.

"Step back a bit, and increase the distance," He Ao said in a low voice to Zhang Yusi, without taking his eyes off the creature. "You don’t need to attack until I say so, just focus on keeping yourself safe."

"Got it."

Zhang Yusi nodded without hesitation or question and quickly retreated backward.

In matters of combat, Minister He was the true expert. All she needed to do was follow his instructions.

He Ao, on the other hand, kept his gaze on the monster that had now fully ’stood’ up.

In the weak light, one could faintly make out its vaguely humanoid shape, with limbs and a head, but that was all.

The creature was nearly four meters tall with a blurred face, its back connected to innumerable mechanical and flesh-mixed tentacles, like a demon climbing out from hell, locking eyes with He Ao.

Of course, the oppressive feeling He Ao gave off was no less potent.

Especially after that first strike had been blocked by He Ao, the creature’s tentacles had remained hovering in front of its body, shielding it.

However, part of its tentacles remained concealed behind its back.

He Ao carefully watched those stirring tentacles, looking for a weakness.

The illumination here was extremely faint, and even with He Ao’s vision, he could only see the monster’s general outline.

The creature did not launch an attack immediately; it too seemed to be searching for He Ao’s vulnerabilities.

After a brief standoff, a colossal tentacle slashed through the murky void, thrusting towards He Ao’s head.

At the same time, He Ao leaped to one side.

As the tentacle was about to reach where He Ao had been, the solid alloy on its surface suddenly opened like petals, spinning wildly.

The void roared with the sound of the rotating steel ’petals’ cutting through it.

At that moment, He Ao’s entire body was already evading backward. It was too late to change his steps to the rear, and the spinning steel petals were about to touch He Ao’s body, seemingly ready at any moment to grind his flesh into shreds.

In that very brief moment, He Ao placed the bone sword horizontally in front of him and leaned back with all his might.

Seeing this, the monster gave the tip of that huge tentacle an upward force in an extremely short amount of time.

The solid bone sword clashed with the spinning steel, suddenly vibrating He Ao’s wrist and his body was ’flung’ away by that lifting force, rotating and flying into the air.

Whoosh—

The monster let out a violent hiss from its mouth, seemingly cheering.

Countless tentacles rushed upwards, heading towards He Ao, who was floating in the air.

At this moment, a slight smile appeared on He Ao’s face.

The pristine bone sword was violently thrown from his rotating body, turning into a stream of pure white light that passed through the gaps between the approaching tentacles, and after severing a few of them, it firmly embedded itself into the monster’s right lower abdomen.

All this developed too rapidly; the speed at which He Ao’s bone sword flew out of his hand was too fast, fast enough that before the tentacles could get close to He Ao, the sword had already pierced the monster’s body.

In fact, from the moment he blocked with the bone sword, He Ao had thought of this step. Part of the force he threw the bone sword with was borrowed from the monster itself; his rotating body was actually changing and directing the force’s path.

The moment he was ’flung’ by the monster, it wasn’t entirely the monster’s doing—part of it was his own leap.

And the instant the bone sword entered the body, the monster realized it had been tricked.

But by that time, it was already too late; in the short moment of its pain, He Ao had already ’Retrieved’ the bone sword from the air and struck the nearest tentacle with it, using the recoil to perform a backflip, landing lightly and stably on the lid of an opened hibernation pod like a feather floating in the air.

Then, reversing his grip on the sword, he leapt out again, rushing towards the monster without any pause.

The attacks that the monster was issuing were still, by inertia, tracing He Ao’s movements, totally unprepared for He Ao to advance instead of retreating. The tentacles were too slow to respond, and He Ao had already closed the distance to the monster.

As he was about to reach the creature, He Ao suddenly leaped up and, hugging closely to the monster’s body, sliced open its left shoulder with his sword.

Then he stepped on the belated tentacles behind him, flipped over the monster’s head with their aid, and landed behind the beast.

The tentacles that were following him couldn’t stop in time, and the foremost few even struck the monster itself.

Even though the monster swiftly checked its strength and didn’t suffer too much damage, the wound He Ao had just inflicted was nevertheless torn open further.

He Ao looked back, gazing at the monster from behind.

The gaze of Divine Sense clearly outlined the energy nodes within the monster’s body.

This monster had a total of five energy nodes, two of which had been destroyed, located in the right lower abdomen and left shoulder, precisely where He Ao had just attacked.

And at this moment, as He Ao flipped over the monster’s body, he also saw what the ’hidden’ tentacles behind it were doing.

The tentacles gathered behind the monster like a budding flower, seemingly wrapping around something.

And below this ’bud’ was the monster’s third energy node.

By now, the monster also realized that it had been toyed with by He Ao; it roared abruptly, raising its hands high.

The ’flower bud’ of tentacles on its back burst open suddenly, revealing a silvery-white muzzle.

To be precise, it was a silvery-white barrel, about forty centimeters in diameter and one and a half meters long, its tail swallowed and connected by a stout, hard alloy-covered short tentacle.

This barrel looked as if it had been forcefully grafted onto the short tentacle.

Indeed, on the barrel, there were obvious buttons designed for human operation, making it seem like a human creation, not something that the monster had grown itself.

This object appeared more akin to a fixed, small-scale close-in weapon system, except that it had been forcibly installed on the monster.

As He Ao watched the barrel, he also saw the brilliance gathering inside it.

As if the glow of death was converging at this moment.

Without hesitation, He Ao channeled all his strength to his legs; he explosively jumped to the side at a velocity several times faster than before.

The intense glow barely grazed his body as it shot forth, and his skin could distinctly feel the burning sting of needle pricks.

Striking a hibernation pod behind He Ao, the solid pod was instantly melted by the searing power, and after liquefying it, the brilliance continued forward, carving out a long molten metal river on the metallic floor.

He Ao looked down at the red-hot, continuously tumbling alloy.

The primary material composing the spaceship was sturdier than he had expected; this silvery-white barrel must be a Plasma Cannon, and it seemed even more powerful than the main cannon of a Seraphim-type Mecha.

No wonder this monster had fitted this cannon onto its body, hiding it as a secret weapon to use.

At this moment, the monster, having missed its shot, was somewhat dazed again.

The level of speed He Ao had just burst forth with had exceeded the limits he had previously shown, causing the monster to utterly misjudge the situation and miss with its most crucial shot.

Unfortunately, He Ao was not about to give it a chance just because it had missed with a strike.

To be exact, He Ao’s actions up to that point had been a calculated plan to create this opportunity.

On seeing the bulging and suspicious appearance behind the monster, he knew for sure this creature must have been up to some deceit. Therefore, he decided to use its strategy against itself, hiding a portion of his strength to mislead the monster’s judgment.

At that very moment, he concentrated all his power into his legs and burst forward with a speed almost incomprehensible to the monster. Then, with both hands on his sword, he gathered his strength into his arms and struck down with a slash.

The thick short tentacle’s outer layer, covered with a sturdy metal, was easily sliced through by the sharp bone sword, penetrating the inner side and shattering the support, cutting down a small section of the tentacle along with the massive barrel of the gun.

The silver plasma cannon, having lost its support, slipped from the air, the surrounding tentacles frantically surging toward this falling barrel.

What He Ao had just severed was the location of the monster’s third energy focal point.

After achieving victory with a single strike, He Ao did not linger in battle; instead, he leapt back before the tentacles could erupt in agitation, distancing himself from the monster’s flank.

He didn’t go for the small plasma cannon.

It was evident the monster cherished that plasma cannon if he tried to take the barrel, he would undoubtedly face the fiercest attack. By forgoing the barrel, he could also allow it to distract part of the monster’s attention.

Tentacles still attacked him from all sides, but these tentacles were not enough to pressure him. In the process of fighting and retreating, he also managed to put a convenient distance between himself and the monster.

At this time, the monster also caught the plasma cannon. A cluster of tentacles encircled the barrel, lifting it up and aiming it at He Ao.

It seemed that this barrel could still operate normally even after being detached from the monster.

Then He Ao raised his hand.

Retrieve objects from the air!

The clustered tentacles suddenly lost their purchase, balling into a mass.

He Ao glanced at the barrel that had appeared in his hand – it had a protruding handle that seemed to be used for support, perfect to be used as a carrying handle.

The barrel wasn’t light, weighing around four to five hundred pounds. Of course, it wasn’t particularly heavy; He Ao could hold it up with one hand.

Retrieve objects from the air didn’t work on stronger life forms, and using it on strong Transcendent items required a great toll.

Fortunately, this plasma cannon was neither.

Previously, the plasma cannon was attached to the monster, part of its being, but it had been chopped off by He Ao, and thus no longer belonged to a living creature.

Although it was tainted with some Transcendent attributes, it wasn’t very strong, so He Ao only needed to pay a small price to "snatch it over."

Of course, stealing is against the law in principle.

But the law doesn’t protect monsters.

Hiss—

The monster flew into a complete rage upon seeing He Ao seize its plasma cannon. It let out a severe hiss, countless tentacles blotting out the sky as they surged towards He Ao.

He Ao, holding the huge cannon, quickly glanced over the surface buttons, and though the text next to them was indecipherable, there were diagrams, and not many buttons - it didn’t take long to understand their functions.

He Ao lifted his hand, and the plasma cannon disappeared from his grasp.

The next second, Zhang Yusi, standing not far away, felt a heaviness in her arms.

She was almost knocked to the ground by the sudden massive weight.

Retrieve objects from the air could not only "take" items within range but also send them wherever he wished.

Zhang Yusi quickly adjusted her posture, embracing the huge cannon, and looked towards He Ao.

At this moment, He Ao, already brandishing his bone sword, charged at the monster once more. Before she could ask, she heard He Ao’s voice,

"Aim for the head."

He Ao lifted the bone sword, pointing at the monster’s skull.

In that instant, the monster diverted most of its tentacles originally attacking He Ao – some to defend its head, others to attack Zhang Yusi.

Zhang Yusi glanced at the monster and quickly surveyed the buttons on the plasma cannon before pressing the activation button. In that moment, a strong radiance converged at the muzzle.

The monster, no longer concerned with He Ao, redirected even more tentacles to attack Zhang Yusi and protect its head.

And in that split second, He Ao broke through the tentacle’s barrage and concentered the power into his wrist, hurling the bone sword with great force.

Caught up in multitasking, the monster seemed not to have anticipated that He Ao would repeat his move, especially since He Ao had narrowed the distance sufficiently to approach it.

At such a close range, the thrown bone sword was tremendously powerful and pierced the monster’s heart almost instantaneously.

This was the monster’s fourth energy focal point.

By then, the monster had finally realized that He Ao had deliberately pointed to its head, making it think that He Ao wanted Zhang Yusi to assault that area. He Ao used this diversion to strike at its heart instead.

After being toyed with several times, the monster’s rage had reached a zenith. It harnessed most of the tentacles in front of it and attacked He Ao with frenzy.

At such close proximity, He Ao had no way to dodge.

It was determined to make this detestable human pay!

Boom——

The flickering Plasma Cannon burst forth in an instant, and at that very moment, struck the monster’s fleshy head, erasing everything above its neck.

The smell of melted steel and charred flesh mingled together.

The monster’s massive body collapsed towards the direction where He Ao was standing, with a thunderous fall.

The head was the fifth energy convergence point.

He Ao raised his hand, and the bone sword returned to his grasp. With a flick of his wrist, he splattered most of the blood away, then inserted the bone sword back into the Scabbard on his back.

Tentacles that appeared exceptionally tough fell powerlessly from the sky, landing beside He Ao with a series of dull thumps.

He Ao turned around and gave a thumbs-up to Zhang Yusi, who was struggling to carry the huge cannon.

Distracting the enemy was his goal, and attacking the head was also his goal.

Indeed, the cooperation of Zhang Yusi was critical in that situation.

Because He Ao had only uttered one phrase and made a single move.

Zhang Yusi had to understand that the head attack gesture He Ao had just made was deliberately shown to the monster, and she also had to comprehend that when He Ao said "aim for the head," it wasn’t a description of a cooperative action but the final instruction for her.

Zhang Yusi needed to infer He Ao’s plan from this phrase and gesture, then perfectly execute it in sync with He Ao’s strategy.

Of course, if she didn’t understand, it wouldn’t matter; He Ao had prepared a fallback.

Upon seeing the thumbs-up from He Ao, Zhang Yusi’s originally weary face suddenly flushed with excitement, then she took two deep breaths, calming her excited emotions before walking towards He Ao with the Plasma Cannon.

"Minister He!"

She stood the Plasma Cannon upright beside her, breathing slightly heavily, her face bearing a smile as she looked at He Ao with wide eyes.

"Well done."

He Ao glanced at her; four hundred-plus pounds was, for a D-level, the limit one could endure for long-term carrying.

The barrel of the Plasma Cannon was one and a half meters; when He Ao had cut it off, some tentacles had been left on it. Erected upright, it must have been about one meter fifty-four centimeters tall.

This barrel standing beside Zhang Yusi almost reached her own height.

But considering that Zhang Yusi was wearing boots with internal heels, that might not actually be the case.

"Mm-hm,"

Zhang Yusi, looking at He Ao’s blood-stained side profile, shyly smiled.

Meanwhile, He Ao crouched down and began searching through the remains of the monster’s corpse.

Half of the monster’s body was flesh, and the other half had become completely metallic, intertwined with the flesh.

It was the metallic part that He Ao was now searching through.

He pulled out the bone sword, now clean of blood thanks to the cloth in the Scabbard, and started cutting open these mechanical structures.

In the battle just now, he had been careful not to damage these mechanical parts.

"Minister He, what are you looking for?"

Zhang Yusi asked curiously.

"Memory chip,"

He Ao pried open a structure, peering at the dense circuits and flesh inside, "Since this monster has undergone mechanization, maybe part of its memories are stored in a mechanical way, too. It’s been living here for so long, there might be maps in its memory data."

"Oh."

Zhang Yusi nodded, somewhat understanding the idea, though finding a memory chip in flesh sounded bizarre. Yet in this place, it seemed quite reasonable.

She turned on a flashlight to help He Ao illuminate the surrounding area.

Her gaze swept around and suddenly, in a mass of flesh, she discovered a reflective object. She went over, parted the flesh and picked up the reflective item.

"What’s that?"

He Ao, still rummaging through the mechanical components, asked casually.

"A bullet," said Zhang Yusi, frowning and speaking hesitantly, "it looks like it’s the latest 9mm rifle bullet custom-made by the Research Institute."

He Ao looked up at the bullet pinched between his fingertips.

Zhang Yusi hadn’t brought a rifle, nor had she fired any shots.