Life Game In Other World
Chapter 86: The Hero Never Dies (Please Favorite, Follow, and Vote for the Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 86: Chapter 86: The Hero Never Dies (Please Favorite, Follow, and Vote for the Monthly Ticket)

The exotic beast, as expected, was here.

He Ao glanced at the red and black lizard, then shifted his gaze to the researchers beside him.

Everything had happened too fast.

The researchers hadn’t even processed what was happening when Aaron’s limbs were broken, and now, they watched in horror as blood flowed from the wrists of this previously oppressive man, spilling onto the immaculate floor and creating a terrifying contrast.

In the interest of confidentiality, Najia had collected all the communication devices the researchers could use to contact the outside world.

In fact, most of them had been ’invited’ to the lab by people sent by Najia.

They were virtually imprisoned here ’working’, naturally harboring resentment towards Najia and Aaron and longing for their freedom, but the scene before their eyes was too shocking.

As He Ao’s gaze fell upon them, they instinctively stepped back.

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"Actually," He Ao leaned on his crutch, "I’m a law-abiding good person."

The blood splashed on him from Aaron hadn’t even dried yet.

The researchers, frightened, huddled even closer together.

He Ao’s eyes swept over the researchers, pausing on several figures with bowed heads.

With a light leap, he landed among the crowd, like an eagle swooping into a flock of chickens, and then five people were thrown out.

Some were genuine researchers, others had a fierce look of gang members, and unlike the others, they all carried communication devices—they were Najia’s people.

He Ao casually picked up the devices from their hands, crushed them into dust, then his gaze swept over the five men, choosing the one who appeared to be the leading researcher.

He lifted the man up and walked over to the massive dome, "Are you in charge here?"

"Yes, yes," the researcher, dangling like a chick in He Ao’s grip, trembled as he answered, "I’m responsible for the research work here."

"Where is the device Najia installed to kill the exotic beast?"

He Ao asked directly.

Najia was a person with a strong desire for control, he liked to keep everything in his own hands. An exotic beast as dangerous as this, if it got out of control, could have unimaginable consequences, so he likely installed a device that could directly kill the exotic beast.

He Ao hadn’t expected the exotic beast to exist in this form, which was beyond his expectations, but opportunities always pass in a flash.

Of course, although he couldn’t be certain such a device to kill the exotic beast existed, he didn’t ask whether it exists; he asked where it was.

Posing a hypothesis as a confirmed question is, in itself, a kind of interrogation technique.

Of course, it is also common in sales, where most salespeople will ask customers ’what to buy’ rather than ’whether to buy’ or not.

This carries a hint of ’deception’.

The researcher, seeing He Ao so decisively asking this question, got a shock, and in his panic, believed He Ao already knew the lab’s secrets, after all, only he and Najia knew of the lab’s destruction device.

He Ao, noticing the man’s panicked eyes, got a rough idea.

He brought the researcher over to the struggling Aaron, facing him towards Aaron, whose clothes were soaked with blood.

"Idiot, don’t speak."

Aaron spat bitterly, "He’s no match for the boss, you speak up, and the boss will make your life worse than... mmm mmm mmm—"

He Ao shifted his crutch, and the handle of the short blade with a gun muzzle on it was flicked by him, stuffed into Aaron’s mouth.

"Over there," the researcher lowered his head, violently pointing towards an instrument, "in that locked cabinet there’s a button."

He Ao walked straight to the cabinet, then ripped open the door, revealing a button that required bio-verification.

He placed the researcher on the ground and gestured for him to proceed.

The researcher, cowering, glanced at He Ao, then pressed his hand against the button.

"Bio-verification successful, initiating protocol,"

a synthetic female voice emanated from the device.

He Ao’s gaze turned toward the huge iron cage under the transparent dome where the red and black exotic beast lay.

The exotic beast showed no response, its body rising and falling subtly, soundly asleep.

He Ao knew that this mission wasn’t going to be so easily concluded.

Clap, clap, clap—

Clear applause rang out from behind, "Old classmate, you’ve somewhat surprised me."

He Ao leaned on his cane and turned around, revealing a smile, "Aren’t you the same?"

——

Federal Bureau of Investigation Building

"Sorry, we might not be able to handle this matter as it’s an internal problem of Dawn City and out of our jurisdiction," said a woman in a business attire and pencil skirt, slowly placing a cup of coffee in front of Yi Jiali on the desk.

"You won’t get involved even if there is an exotic beast?"

Yi Jiali lost her composure slightly, "Aren’t the wilderness and exotic beasts also within the responsibility of the Federal Bureau of Investigation?"

"But you can’t provide concrete evidence to prove the existence of an exotic beast," the woman with brown hair said formulaically with a smile at Yi Jiali, "So,"

she slowly stood up, picking up the tablet computer from the desk, "I’m very sorry."

"I..." Yi Jiali opened her mouth but didn’t speak. Although she had anticipated the FBI’s attitude, when it was really laid out before her, she still felt somewhat stifled. She couldn’t help but question, "Aren’t you supposed to defend the law and justice?"

"But the resources of the Federal Bureau of Investigation are limited, Miss Lawyer."

The woman with brown hair held the tablet computer to her chest, "Our coffee is quite good, you can finish it before leaving."

"I understand."

Yi Jiali lay back on the sofa in despair, her gaze shifting to the huge screen embedded in the wall not far in front, which displayed the photo of a young man with a sunny smile. The accompanying text read:

[To our hero, Ande Stickwich]

Yi Jiali saw Ande’s face for the first time. It was the face of the ’hero’ who had donated a million federal coins to them.

It was Ande’s name that had made her resolute in coming to the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and now Ande’s smile seemed to be the one sending her away.

"Hero," she slowly rose, "after all, has died."

"A hero never dies, nor will they ever die."

A cool female voice came from the side. Yi Jiali looked up to see a stunningly beautiful woman with blonde hair and a graceful figure walking towards her from the elevator. She was dressed in a casual long dress, looking both valiant and gentle.

"Criminal Investigation Unit Two, Selena, Ande’s colleague."

The blonde woman extended her hand to Yi Jiali.

"Yi Jiali."

Yi Jiali instinctively shook her hand.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Selena sat down on the sofa opposite Yi Jiali with a smile.

——

"This button is fake?"

He Ao watched the dignified elderly man approaching from the direction of the elevator with a smile, his tone warm and calm, laced with a hint of joy, as if conversing with an old friend he hadn’t seen for years.

He Ao had anticipated Najia’s return, but he hadn’t expected him to come back so quickly.

"No, it’s real."

Najia approached step by step. If he hadn’t detected the trace of blood from He Ao’s clothes on the folding ladder, he wouldn’t have been so quick to realize and return.

"Umm umm umm..."

Aaron watched Najia approaching, struggling to open his mouth.

Najia didn’t look at him but kept his eyes on He Ao. As he walked, he slightly raised his hand toward Aaron. The palm of his hand slowly opened to reveal a gun barrel that glowed with blue light.

Aaron’s eyes widened.

The glittering laser cannon shattered his skull.

"It’s just," Najia continued to watch He Ao, tapping his own head, the sound of metal clashing slowly echoing, "I added a control program, that’s all."

"That’s something I didn’t expect."

He Ao gripped the cane in his hand tightly.

Click—

That was the sound of the catch on the cane being released.