Life Game In Other World
Chapter 650: Hello, K (Super Long - for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 650: Chapter 650: Hello, K (Super Long Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

Slick tentacles wrapped around the woman’s body, one by one, lifting her high into the air.

At the tips of some tentacles that had wound around her ankles, needle-like spikes started to protrude.

"Vite, what do you intend to do?"

The woman struggled fiercely, but her strength was no match for the force of the tentacles’ grip; they only tightened more as a result.

It was like the jungle pythons that always tightly coil around their prey when devouring them.

Soon, the woman felt an intense sense of suffocation, as her chest was constricted.

"Don’t worry,"

Vite picked up a slice of pizza and took a bite; those fine needle-like spikes pierced into the woman’s ankles, "just a simple sedative,"

He brought his face close to the upside-down head of the woman, revealing a somewhat crazed and fierce smile,

"I don’t like the taste of dead flesh; the fresher it is, the better it tastes. So, sleep, just sleep. While you slumber, I’ll place you on a long table covered with ice blocks. And then, with a dinner knife in hand, I will cut off the most delectable parts of your body, slice by slice..."

Viscous saliva undulated between his gleaming white teeth, "then dip them in a bit of my special mustard sauce..."

The woman tried to speak as she struggled, but a heavy drowsiness swept over her mind layer by layer; her vision blurred, and she could no longer control her own tongue and mouth.

Thump—thump—

Just then, the sound of slow, deliberate footsteps tapping on the floorboards came from behind everyone.

"Excuse me," an elderly voice echoed in the silent courtyard, "is this Vite’s home?"

"Who are you?"

Vite turned his head, and more tentacles surged up from the ground.

"A father who has lost his child."

He Ao looked up at Vite with a walking stick in hand, continuing to move forward step by step.

Then he suddenly paused, and a tentacle that had anticipated his movements swept through empty space, passing in front of him.

He Ao bent down to pick up a butterfly knife from the ground; at the same time, another tentacle attacking from behind passed over his back.

"Does this knife belong to any of you?"

He Ao straightened up, looking ahead.

The woman, still suspended by the tentacles, was now barely conscious, only able to hear some muffled sounds.

Meanwhile, Vite had turned completely around, gazing at He Ao.

From the two seemingly ’coincidental’ evasions just now, he realized that the elderly man before him was not as simple as he appeared.

"Old man, have I seen you before?"

Vite watched He Ao, as more tentacles began to target him, "Do you need something from me?"

"I just want to ask, who let you play with fire?"

He Ao planted his walking stick on the ground, his steps halting as he calmly watched Vite.

As he spoke, he activated his Super Memory, and then placed a mark on Vite’s body.

Vite’s thoughts were chaotic, filled with disorderly noise and a strong sense of hunger.

Fortunately, he wasn’t completely mad yet; he hadn’t morphed into a monster entirely, so He Ao could still capture some of his thoughts through the mark placed with Super Memory.

"I remember you now, old man,"

After He Ao asked his question, Vite let out a sneer, "Looks like those incompetent fools have all been taken care of by you, huh? But coming to me directly... that’s a bit foolish, isn’t it? Has old age brought on dementia?"

Vite did not answer He Ao’s question, instead opting for outright mockery.

And He Ao hadn’t expected Vite to answer.

Under normal circumstances, when someone is asked a question, the answer surfaces in their mind first. The moment He Ao asked, he found his answer through the mark in Vite’s thoughts – ’black market’.

That was all the information Vite had thought of immediately – he got the job from a client in the black market.

He Ao lifted his gaze to watch Vite.

"Old man, you can’t dodge this time."

Vite chuckled, "I don’t like the taste of old wood, such a pity, so please go ahead and die."

Countless tentacles flew out from behind him, sweeping toward He Ao like a raging storm.

In contrast to the frivolity in his words, the tentacles he unleashed this time far exceeded the number deployed in his previous attack on the woman.

His regard for He Ao was far greater than that for the woman who was now hanging in mid-air.

At this moment, the woman’s body swayed in the air, her vision completely blurred, but through the hazy sound, she recognized the approach of an elderly man.

She wanted to make a sound, but a severe sensation of drowsiness almost stripped her of control over her body.

With effort, she gathered the last bit of strength in her body, bit her tongue, and the sharp pain coupled with the rich metallic taste of her blood granted her a moment of clarity.

She looked in the vague direction of the elderly man and opened her mouth, calling out in a faint and hoarse voice, somewhat confused,

"Quick... run... run..."

He Ao looked up at the woman and raised the butterfly knife in his hand, its folded handle unfolding like the wings of a fluttering butterfly.

He was entirely different from when he had first entered the yard, back then relying solely on Cito’s physical strength and his own combat instincts and foresight to evade Vite’s attacks.

Now, the power of Super Memory filled his body.

He lifted the cane with his other hand and dashed out like a phantom, the large butterfly knife dancing in the wind, slicing through the "tentacle chains" floating in the air like petals carrying the glint of a blade.

But He Ao didn’t sever all the tentacles, only consciously cutting those that were about to strike him and those blocking his path.

As blood poured from severed limbs, the writhing tentacles fell onto the lawn; in a blink of an eye, before Vite could react, He Ao was already before him.

He Ao once again unfurled the butterfly knife’s handle in front of Vite, the sharp blade in his hand circling like a nimble snake.

Vite had no time to be surprised by He Ao’s speed; his gaze was captivated by the intricate light of the butterfly knife.

And at that moment when his attention was most focused, He Ao gripped the handle, channeled his strength into his arm forming a Strengthening Circuit, and the blade’s light, like a flash of lightning, pierced through Vite’s heart, the sharp tip protruding from Vite’s back.

Bright red blood splattered on the neat collar of his suit.

He Ao withdrew the butterfly knife, took a half step back, and watched Vite.

Vite’s eyes widened, his expression shifting from focus to surprise to disbelief.

In fact, from the moment he had unleashed all his tentacles in the attack to now, only five seconds had passed.

Life and death were separated by just these five seconds.

He leaned forward, collapsing to the ground.

He Ao’s strike had shattered his energy convergence point.

The tentacles that had been tightly coiled and suspending the woman now fell from the sky.

He Ao turned and raised his hand, the sharp light of the knife slicing through the tentacles tightly coiled around the woman as she fell.

These tentacles disintegrated in mid-air, landing before the woman, serving as a cushion for her fall.

At that moment, He Ao lifted the butterfly knife, its light fluttered in his hand, folded, and eventually returned to being concealed within the handle.

The woman who fell to the ground regained temporary lucidity from the pain of the fall and looked bewilderedly at He Ao’s blurry figure.

He Ao then handed her the neatly folded butterfly knife, "Your butterfly knife?"

The woman laboriously raised her head, gazing at He Ao’s blurry figure, still not recovered from the sudden upheaval, while vague memories surfaced in her mind. She opened her mouth, "The knife... you... the knife..."

In the end, overwhelming fatigue knocked her out, and she fell into a deep sleep.

He Ao, crouching in front of her, looked puzzled at the person who had fainted before him.

The woman wore the tidy uniform of a red delivery person, but her demeanor and actions were unlike that of a delivery person. Furthermore, she had appeared in Vite’s courtyard, seemingly hostile toward him.

Vite’s identity was the boss of the Eagle Claw Gang, so the enemies of such a gang member were either from another gang, Saint Joen City Police Department, or the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Given that the woman had just urged him to escape, and judging from her stance toward justice along with transnational incidents, there was a high possibility she was from the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

However, the presence of the Saint Joen City FBI was minimal. In Cito’s more than half a century of life, he seldom heard of the FBI, especially in the last decade or so, there had been virtually no news at all. They didn’t seem likely to be capable of organizing a strike force against a Transcendent gang.

Or could she belong to some organization within the Saint Joen City Police Department similar to the FBI?

He Ao shook his head, he had encountered too little information thus far to reconstruct the woman’s identity.

After pondering for a moment, he quickly scooped up the woman.

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Outside the courtyard, Jia Xi, sitting in the SUV, lifted her head and stared blankly at the woman her grandfather held in his arms. "Grandpa, where did you find this sister?" she asked.

"I found her in the yard,"

He Ao put the woman down against the wall, then reached out to his granddaughter, "Jia Xi, give me the syringe."

"Okay."

Jia Xi quickly handed over the syringe, which she had been holding all the while, bearing the emblem of Stars Pharma, to He Ao.

All of He Ao’s actions on this journey had been very swift; only fifteen seconds had passed since he activated Super Memory.

Leaning against the wall, He Ao took a deep breath, gripped the syringe tightly, and then switched off Super Memory.

A massive sense of fatigue swept over him suddenly.

In that instant, He Ao felt his heartbeat briefly stop, then his whole body began to weaken rapidly, and his breathing became increasingly difficult.

He Ao gripped the adrenaline syringe firmly, and just as he was about to insert the needle into his body, a gentle force flooded his being, causing his nearly stilled heart to start beating again.

He came back to life.

He Ao put down the syringe in his hand.

He glanced at his personal attributes in his field of vision.

[He Ao (Cito)]

[Authority Level: Senior Player]

[Physical Condition: 1194 (7)]

[Skills: Talent Sequences 272: Super Memory (C-level), Basic Firearms Mastery (Soul part), Talent Sequences 72: Secret Mage (C-level) (Unavailable)]

[Mechanical Modification: None]

[Martial Arts: Qi Refinement and Spirit Transformation (C-level) (Partially usable)]

Physical Condition is 7, 3 points less than a normal person in the Copy World.

Of course, this physical condition is not the burst physical condition. Cito’s burst physical condition should be able to reach around 15-17.

This should be Cito’s physical condition at his prime.

But Cito was too old, all his organs were aging, and his muscular physique could not stop the march of his life towards its end.

Compared to his contemporaries, he was sufficiently healthy, but that still did not change the fact that he was an elderly man.

The fitness method he practiced resembled Regit’s Body Tempering Technique, but it was far from as effective, more like a modified, more acceptable super ’youthful version’ of a fitness method.

Under normal circumstances, this fitness method could help Cito extend his life and live safely into his late seventies.

However, the death of his wife and the disappearance and demise of his son and daughter-in-law dealt a heavy blow to his spirit.

In the month since his son disappeared, he had hardly exercised at all.

And this was what He Ao had always been worried about.

After ascending to C-level, each use of Super Memory consumed a portion of his body’s energy.

In the previous Fountain of Youth copy, Pete’s physical condition was only 4, but that was the number when he was weakened, his overall organs were still quite lively, and his potential life force was actually very strong.

But Cito’s body, old and feeble, with most of its organs already aged, might not be able to sustain the consumption caused by Super Memory.

Aging was an issue He Ao had to face.

That’s why he bought adrenaline.

The adrenaline injection solution developed by Stars Pharma could make a person temporarily energetic.

But its use might cause permanent damage to the body, resulting in an even weaker physique afterward.

In a sense, it was like mortgaging a person’s life and potential.

However, it should be enough to temporarily deal with the energy loss after using Super Memory.

Yet he did not directly inject the adrenaline, as he was waiting for something else.

On the first day of every copy, the system would have a healing effect that would allow He Ao to recover from severe injuries.

Cito’s injuries were not severe this time, so He Ao had not felt the healing effect.

But He Ao believed that this effect would not just disappear into thin air and would likely emerge when injuries reached a certain level.

Indeed, after his body weakened to a certain level, the healing effect appeared.

He Ao put away the syringe.

This healing effect was also the reason for his urgency tonight.

After all, it seemed to be limited in time, never appearing on the following day. If he came again tomorrow to deal with Vite, a C-level monster who had just crossed the C-level threshold and wasn’t very strong, he would have to pay the price himself, without the safety net of healing...

You have to make good use of the rules of the game.

And after getting rid of Vite, he would be able to have a brief respite.

Otherwise, the pursuit from the Eagle Claw Gang would likely not stop.

Once his body had recovered some strength, He Ao began to organize his memories of the information he had perceived in Vite’s mind using Super Memory.

The time had been short and the information not abundant, but judging from the fleeting thoughts in Vite’s mind, the ’commission’ Vite initially received did not explicitly include Cito and his granddaughter.

The commission at that time was simply to burn down the house and destroy everything left by Cito’s son.

However, after Vite sent people to follow them, he discovered the existence of Cito and his granddaughter, and they had moved directly into the son’s house.

After confirming the presence of Cito and his granddaughter, Vite decided to burn both the people and the house together.

In fact, the commission for this job was not very high, less than ten thousand federal coins, which looked like a fee for burning a house and did not include murder.

From this, it seemed that the ’client’ actually did not place much importance on Cito’s family.

However, Vite and this client seemed to have done business many times before and were very familiar with each other, so after discovering Cito and his granddaughter, he decided to offer their lives as a bonus.

"Grandpa!"

While He Ao was leaning against the wall sorting his thoughts, Jia Xi scrambled out of the off-road vehicle’s window and rushed to He Ao’s side, grabbing his hand and staring at him with wide eyes.

"Grandpa is fine."

He Ao reached out to ruffle the little girl’s hair and staggered to his feet.

At that moment, an autonomous cab stopped in front of them, which He Ao had hailed before entering the building.

Jia Xi closely watched He Ao’s face and, after making sure he was all right, asked somewhat puzzledly,

"Grandpa, why do we need to take a cab?"

"Because we only borrowed this off-road vehicle to drive here, and now that it’s been delivered, we can’t drive it away anymore,"

He Ao picked up the woman from the ground, placed her in the back seat of the autonomous cab, then stretched out his hand to ruffle his granddaughter’s hair, "Alright, let’s take this sister to the hospital, then head home! To Grandpa’s house!"

"Okay!"

Jia Xi nodded excitedly.

Then both of them entered the cab together.

He Ao first changed the destination to the nearest Stars Pharma hospital, then he carried the woman into the hospital.

At the outpatient desk, after the hospital checked the woman’s wristband, confirmed she had insurance, and that her account balance was sufficient, they processed her emergency admission and took her to the emergency room.

After stating that he had no family relationship with the woman, the hospital did not force He Ao to sign any documents.

With insurance, an identity, and an account, the hospital could directly send the bill to the woman and charge her credit card.

After confirming the woman was being treated, He Ao left.

Fortunately, the woman had medical insurance; otherwise, he would have had to take her to an underground doctor instead.

By the time He Ao had finished everything and left the hospital, Jia Xi was already yawning incessantly.

It was deep into the night, and children have greater sleep needs; Jia Xi had been awakened from bed and, after the night’s events had settled down, she started to feel sleepy.

He Ao hailed an autonomous cab and lifted his drowsy granddaughter onto the vehicle.

As Jia Xi lay sleeping on his lap, He Ao raised his wristband, took out a Bluetooth earpiece, and put it into his ear.

He logged onto Eve’s verification site, and after going through a series of complicated verifications, a voice that was gentle with a hint of liveliness sounded in his ear,

"Hello, K."