Life Game In Other World
Chapter 687: Invitation from Deres (Looking for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 687: Chapter 687: Invitation from Deres (Looking for Monthly Tickets)

Evolution Acolytes Headquarters Building

"Minister, these are our first-stage search results,"

Outside the shattered windows of the seventy-seventh floor, a man in Pollution Cleaning Department uniform handed over the file report to YiXiya, who stood amidst the ruins.

"Alright,"

YiXiya took the file, "You’ve all worked hard. Continue the search and tell the brothers not to act alone. Be careful of the polluted elements lurking in the dark."

"Yes!"

The man nodded vigorously and walked down the stairs.

YiXiya raised her head and looked up.

There was no ceiling to obstruct her view anymore, only a completely hollowed-out area where she could look directly up to the ceiling of the seventy-eighth floor.

After seizing the Evolution Acolytes Headquarters last night, YiXiya had people start from the seventy-eighth floor and directly destroyed the ceiling of the seventy-seventh, merging the two floors into one.

In those areas that were not completely destroyed, one could still make out some winding patterns, but these incomplete lines had lost their once mystical essence.

At this moment, theoretically speaking, aside from the members of the Pollution Cleaning Department, there should be no one else inside the whole Evolution Acolytes Headquarters Building.

All surrendered Evolution Acolyte members and still-living captive Polluted Monsters had been moved to the Pollution Cleaning Department Building for detention and interrogation.

However, since there were still large areas of the Evolution Acolytes Headquarters Building that had not been thoroughly cleaned, in order to ensure the safety of further cleaning operations and to prevent anyone from mistakenly entering this building and causing additional incidents, the Pollution Cleaning Department sealed off the building for subsequent cleaning.

Due to the importance of this headquarters building and the potential pollution it might harbor, it was necessary for someone with high status and strong capabilities to remain here to maintain order and reassure the public.

As the confirmed next person in charge of Saint Joen City, YiXiya was naturally the most suitable candidate.

Of course, this was not entirely the reason she volunteered to stay here.

YiXiya lowered her head and looked at her bracelet.

On the bracelet were her last night’s chat records with ’Elderly’, and she had sent a screenshot of the anonymous message ’look up’ to ’Elderly Cito’.

In response, he only replied with a simple sentence, ’Destroy the ceiling, and try to stay outside.’

She put down her bracelet and turned her head towards the broken window.

The scorching sun in the sky had been shrouded by clouds at an unknown time, and as the sunlight spilled over the city gradually faded, she seemed to hear the thundering roar before a storm.

Hum—

Just then, her bracelet vibrated slightly.

She raised her bracelet and glanced at it, then connected the call; soon, an elderly man with silver-white hair appeared in her sight.

"Director, is there something you need?"

She asked with some confusion.

"My girl, you’ve done a great job this time,"

Deres on the other end of the phone seemed very pleased, smiling at YiXiya, "Your appointment document is currently being stamped, and it should be announced this afternoon. The council is very satisfied with your performance,"

"They’ve specifically approved funding to purchase for you a vial of ’Talent Sequences 125: War Correspondent’ Secret Medicine which is already on its way, and the promotion ceremony will be sent along with it."

At that moment, Deres seemed to remember something; he looked at YiXiya and continued smiling, "’War Correspondent’ is the subsequent C-level Talent Sequence of your current Talent Sequence. It’s been quite a while since you were promoted to D-level, hasn’t it? Once you’re promoted to C-level, this old man will be able to leave this place in peace."

Even for YiXiya, upon hearing this news, she was momentarily stunned, then, with a bit of surprise, she said, "Thank you, Director."

She was well aware that if Deres hadn’t spoken favorably for her at the council, it would have been impossible for them to suddenly become so generous.

"It’s nothing,"

Deres said with a smile, "Your grandfather took good care of me too, and by the way,"

He paused slightly and became a bit more serious as he looked at YiXiya, "That ’informant’ of yours with impressive skills was a key ’hero’ in this operation. The council is also very interested in him. However, in the ’informant files,’ it seems that you haven’t left his contact information?"

"Mhm,"

YiXiya nodded, understanding that the Director was indirectly asking for the ’Elderly ’s contact information. After a brief pause, she continued, "That gentleman prefers not to let others know of his existence."

"Hmm, that fits his cautious personality."

Deres nodded lightly, "Then continue to keep in touch with him. He is very strong,"

he warned with a serious expression, "Always remember not to make him our enemy. In the Night Hawk incident, we already lost a large number of C-levels. If we truly had such an enemy, probably no one in the Pollution Cleaning Department could defeat him except for me."

"Understood."

YiXiya nodded vigorously.

Right after that, Deres hung up the phone.

At the very moment the phone call ended, YiXiya turned around without hesitation, sending a message using her wrist device while quickly heading toward the staircase.

"Director? Is something the matter?"

The young staff member by the staircase asked curiously.

"I’m going to check on the first floor,"

YiXiya said without looking up and after descending several steps, she suddenly stopped, turned her head, and looked at the young staff member, "Tell the brothers not to return to the division’s office building."

The staff member was startled but immediately nodded, "Got it!"

And as he responded, YiXiya had already disappeared behind the stairwell corner.

——

[My friend, if you are indeed interested in the ’Martial Master’ Talent Sequences, I am also willing to share some of my own insights with you.]

In the storage room of the underground parking lot, He Ao was still reading Night Hawk’s ’last words’,

[One of the core points in mastering the ’Martial Master’ is your understanding of combat or ’martial arts.’ The richer your combat experience and the deeper your understanding of martial arts, the easier it is to master this Talent Sequence.]

[And the deeper your mastery of this Talent Sequence becomes, the more profound your understanding of combat will be, all of which will eventually translate into your strength.]

[The power boost that ’Martial Master’ can gain may not be as much as the other C-level Talent Sequences associated with ’Martial Artist’, like ’Warrior’, but please believe me, it is a Talent Sequence that can create miracles.]

[It is worth mentioning that the pollution has likely caused great changes to my body, so although my body can extract a complete path of Talent Sequences from the ’Martial Master’, I do not recommend that you use these Talent Sequences. The unknown pollutants may blend into the extracted Secret Medicine, affecting you.]

[Also, I need to remind you once again that disclosing those materials could cause great danger. If you have not reached the C-level threshold or surpassed this level, I would not recommend that you try.]

[After reading those materials, you will understand just how terrifying the enemy you will face is. So, if you ultimately choose to remain silent, I can understand. However, there is another matter I need to entrust to you.]

[I have a friend named Kavi, who lives with his family on Moke Street. He is just an ordinary person, but a good man. He provided shelter and help when I was injured.]

[I do not know his current situation or whether he has left Saint Joen City. If you have the time, I hope you can check up on him for me. If he is in any danger, I hope you can offer him some assistance within your capabilities.]

[As a reward, inside the inner pocket of my coat, there is a D-level transcendent item called the Spirit Medium Conch.]

He Ao put down the piece of paper in his hands, looked at Night Hawk’s body, and moved aside the blood-stained coat to find the inner pocket, then he pulled out a conch about as wide as three fingers, made of material as fine as jade.

At the same time, a message entered He Ao’s mind.

This "Spirit Medium Conch," as its name suggests, mainly possesses the ability to "communicate with spirits."

With this conch in hand, one can more easily see souls and has a certain possibility of feeling a particularly deep-seated piece of information/memory stored within the soul.

Of course, the conch has other abilities as well; He Ao pried open the conch and saw two fragments hidden inside.

Every three months, the conch produces a shell fragment, up to three pieces; crushing a fragment would instantly establish contact with the conch’s holder.

That is the "origin" of why He Ao crushed that shell fragment.

However, the contact is not compulsory. The moment the shell fragment is crushed, the holder of the conch will briefly gain the "view" of the one who crushed the fragment and see what is around the fragment’s holder.

During this time, the conch’s controller can choose to cut off or maintain the connection; if the connection is maintained, both parties can sense each other’s approximate locations for a while.

If one chooses to exceed the time limit, the contact will be automatically maintained.

Just now, after He Ao crushed the shell fragment, the contact was automatically maintained since no one controlled it, so He Ao could follow the connection to find his way here.

There are two fragments left inside the conch; it seems Night Hawk only gave Kavi a fragment.

He Ao put away the conch; although it is only D-level, its effect is quite rare as a supportive one, in a sense, it’s equivalent to a somewhat inferior C-level transcendental item.

His gaze continued toward the will; only the last few lines of it remained.

[You should be able to get information after touching the Spirit Medium Conch, but keep in mind that the weaker the soul, the easier it is to communicate with, and the stronger the soul, the harder it is to communicate with. Moreover, when you peer into the souls of high-standing beings, there is a possibility that you will be observed in return.]

[Aside from that, the Spirit Medium Conch has a side effect: the longer you hold the conch, the more susceptible you become to the emotions of others, and your ability to communicate will gradually become uncontrollable.]

[Lastly, if you find Kavi and discover that things have taken the worst turn, I hope you will offer a bouquet of flowers for me and convey my apologies to his family.]

[He needn’t have been involved in this affair, but he showed me that even in the darkness, there are other lights that shine, and his parents must have also been heroic figures.]

With that, the "will" came to an abrupt end.

He Ao reached out for the storage chip beside him.

The will didn’t cover much, the first half hoping that the finder of the body and will would publicize the accompanying documents, offering the Secret Medicine formula from Furious Man to Martial Master as a reward.

The latter half offered the "Spirit Medium Conch" as a reward, hoping that someone who came here would help Kavi.

Not even half a word about himself was mentioned in the entire will.

He Ao looked up at the corpse of Night Hawk, observing the iron mask that covered his face.

He glanced around; there was nothing else left in the room.

He packed up the storage chip, then lifted the body of Night Hawk onto the bed, wrapped it with a bedsheet and quilt, and turned towards the door.

"Grandpa, what is this?"

Jia Xi, standing at the door, looked at He Ao with curiosity.

"A hero."

He Ao said calmly.

"A friend of Dad’s?"

Jia Xi pondered for a moment and asked softly.

"Yes."

He Ao nodded.

"Dad’s friend is a hero, huh?"

Jia Xi lifted her head, looking at the aged face of He Ao.

He Ao, looking at his granddaughter’s small face, squatted down to meet Jia Xi’s gaze, and said deliberately, "Because Dad is a hero too."

"Is Dad as amazing as Grandpa?"

Jia Xi, thoughtful, looked at He Ao.

"Dad is just an ordinary person,"

He Ao reached out with his hand that was holding the cane and gently stroked his granddaughter’s cheek, "which is why he’s a hero, and so is Mom."

Jia Xi gazed at He Ao, somewhat understanding, and nodded slightly.

Thud—

Just then, the sound of a small object hitting the floor came from beside them.

He Ao turned his head to see what had made the sound.

The Shadow Hound that lay on the ground, looking ferocious, remained in place, but one of its canine teeth had fallen from its upper jaw to the ground.

He Ao picked up the canine tooth.

This tooth, pure white and crystal-clear, seemed hidden in shadow at the base, its true form obscure.

At the same time, information entered into He Ao’s mind.

The tooth could be called "Shadow Fang," and carrying it allows one to move through shadows for a brief period.

This ability seemed similar to that of a Nightwalker, but this travel had none of the Nightwalker’s "invisibility" effect, nor the ability to traverse the night or the Nightwalker’s short-distance shadow flash.

The tooth could only take someone through the shadows, but it could increase the user’s speed to some extent.

After the canine tooth fell, the body of the Shadow Hound, which had nearly maintained its state from before death, began to decay quickly.

The canine tooth seemed to be the crystallization of its transcendental power.

He Ao put away the tooth, raised his cane in a slight nod of thanks to the body of the Shadow Hound, then left the room with Jia Xi, who was somewhat confused.

Back in the SUV, the first thing he did was insert the storage chip into the car’s main system, and had Eve copy the files to the cloud.

At this moment, a message from YiXiya came through. She briefly described a message she had just received from Deres, head of the Pollution Cleaning Department, as well as Deres’s inquiry about He Ao’s contact information.

He Ao quickly typed a response for her.

Hum—

Meanwhile, his wristband gave a slight vibration.

It was an incoming call from an unknown number.

After a moment of thought, He Ao chose to answer.

"Mr. Cito?"

An elderly greeting came through the phone.

"Mr. Deres?"

He Ao responded with a greeting.

"I am a year your senior; perhaps you could call me ’brother,’"

The sound of flipping pages came through the phone, "Younger brother Cito, would you be interested in visiting the Pollution Cleaning Department tonight? As a token of thanks, I have prepared a ’banquet’ for you."