Life Copy Game

Bright daylight shone into the simply decorated ward from the window. He Ao slowly sat up from the bed, lifted up the hospital gown on his body, and glanced at the bandages below that almost covered his whole body.

Des's medicine is still very effective. Although the injuries on his body are still there, the pain and the feeling of physical overdraft have been greatly weakened.

He Ao glanced at the bracelet on his hand. There were many unread messages on the bracelet, and he quickly flipped through it.

Finally, the headquarters buildings of the two major consortiums were collected, and evidence was being collected.

After the Beicheng city defense troops surrounded the headquarters of the two major consortiums last night, the He Aorang City Police Department followed suit to maintain order and conduct searches.

The city defense army specializes in fighting and killing people, and the city police department is more professional in searching and collecting evidence.

In the middle was a message from Nancheng Kewei. In addition to reporting to He Ao on the progress of battlefield cleaning, he also said that the food escorted by the Nolanka Group would arrive in the morning.

At the top is a message from Beicheng Meade. He said that the battlefield in Beicheng had basically been cleaned up, and most of Scott's surrendered soldiers had been broken up and reorganized. He also said that he found something on the battlefield that He Ao might like. , has been packed and sent over.

He Ao sent replies to these messages one by one, saying that he had seen the news. At the same time, he also sent a new message to the mayor's office, asking them to issue customs clearance permission for the Nolanka Group's grain.

Then he stretched slightly, picked up the brass cane leaning against the bed, stood up slowly, and walked towards the door of the ward.

The automatic door recognized his arrival and opened automatically, and outside the door, there was a yawning young man wearing the uniform of the mayor's guard.

When he saw He Ao coming out from behind the door, his hand movements froze.

"Good morning."

He Ao raised his cane and smiled at him.

"Good morning, Mr. Lynn!"

The young guard immediately straightened his body, saluted He Ao, and then watched He Ao go away.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, scratched his head, and laughed.

At this time, He Ao had already walked into the locker room not far away, raised his bracelet and dialed the number of City Police Chief Tucker.

While waiting for the call to be connected, He Ao also looked at the clothes in the closet.

Lynn's clothes are basically all of the same color, and his suits are basically gray. This is because Lynn prefers clothes of this color, and secondly, to maintain a consistent image in the eyes of the public.

He Ao picked up a gray custom-made suit that Lin En liked better and quickly put it on.

At this time, the call to Tucker was also answered.

"Mr. Lynn,"

Tucker's voice rang on the phone, "Are you awake? How is your health?"

"Fortunately, I can move normally,"

He Ao looked at the mirror and straightened his tie, "Have the matter been resolved between Ivis Space System and Copes Mining?"

"The situation is now under control,"

Tucker quickly replied, "We have connected all the computers to Beicheng's network, broken through their encryption system, and found a large amount of evidence of the two major consortia's crimes. We are currently sealing and collecting this evidence."

"Compile all the information and prepare to close the net. If we don't have enough manpower, we can borrow it from the city defense army."

He Ao straightened his tie and said slowly.

"yes!"

Tucker responded quickly.

"correct,"

He Ao picked up his cane and walked out, saying, "Help me arrange a car. I'm going to the city council later."

"Okay! I'll make arrangements right away."

The other person on the phone responded quickly.

He Ao reached out and hung up the phone, walked out of the bedroom door, and walked along the corridor toward the elevator.

The morning light passed through the ancient glazed windows, outlining leaf-like spots of light and shining in front of the old man's smooth silver-gray leather boots.

"Victory!" "Victory!" "Long live!" "Long live Mr. Lin En"...

At this moment, a bit of noisy noise reached He Ao's ears.

He Ao turned around and looked out the glass window of the corridor.

A dense crowd was gathering in front of the sea of ​​jasmine flowers, holding banners with handwritten fonts and various small signs, making noise and reveling at the same time.

"Is this a victory carnival?"

A slightly emotional voice came from behind.

He Ao looked back at the blond chief of staff who was walking behind him, and his eyes returned to the glass window, "When did you come?"

"I came last night, but I was afraid of disturbing you, so I waited until this morning."

The blond chief of staff said slowly, "These people don't look like they are from St. Yilan District. Most of them should be from North and South City. It can be seen that they are really grateful to you."

"I just did what I was supposed to do,"

He Ao picked up his cane and turned to look at the blond chief of staff, "What's the matter with you coming here so early?"

"The Beicheng City Defense Army hoisted a big thing over and said it was for you. They also said it was very dangerous inside, so don't open it easily."

The blond chief of staff rubbed his forehead, "Pile them in the square behind, my head is about to explode."

"What did he drag here?"

He Ao was slightly startled and said curiously.

He vaguely realized what Meade had sent.

"A big box, it looks quite heavy."

The blond chief of staff turned around and walked towards the elevator, "Let's go, I'll take you to see it."

Soon, the two took the elevator to the first floor and followed the corridor to the small square garden behind the White Jasmine Palace.

A huge silver container with a side length of about five meters appeared in front of He Ao.

This box looks very rough in workmanship, as if it was made temporarily, with many silver flakes affixed to it.

"It's mithril."

He Ao glanced at the silver sheet, walked over, stretched out his hand, and touched the surface of the box.

A cold breath penetrated along his skin and into his body.

really.

He directly raised his hand, turned on the switch, and opened the door.

The cold wind blew across his face for a moment, and the first thing that caught his eye was a small earth mountain made of cement and stones. Above this earth mountain, a silver jade spear was standing steadily. Insert into the mountain of soil.

Mead probably didn't dare to touch the spear, so he asked someone to use a machine to connect the spear with it.

He Ao walked up the mountain and came to the spear.

This is Scott's weapon, a spear he forged from the power of the abyss.

In other words, this is a weapon given to Scott by a high-ranking being from the abyss.

After this thing was shot away by He Ao, it didn't know where it flew.

Because he was afraid that Renser would notice something was wrong and run away, Heao went to find Renser immediately after killing Scott, so he did not go to find the spear.

But before he left, he also deliberately told Meade to carefully search the area where he and Scott fought, seal up and process everything that might be related to the abyss, and be careful of contamination leaking out.

It was much more convenient to arrange for the army to retrieve and process it than to spend time searching for it alone.

But in fact, He Ao didn't think that the spear would definitely stay at that time, and just asked Meade to pay attention to it.

Because this spear is actually the embodiment of the power of the abyss, not a physical substance. Theoretically, after Scott's death, the abyss behind Scott should find a way to recover this part of the power.

Obviously, there was a slight problem with the connection between the abyssal being and the spear, which resulted in the spear not being 'recovered'.

He Ao can probably figure out where this 'problem' lies.

After Scott's death, the abyssal being prepared to use Scott's soul to build an anchor point, but He Ao directly used soul power to break the connection, and Scott's soul quickly dissipated.

The connection between the abyss and the spear is probably through Scott as the relay point. Now that the relay point is completely disconnected, the spear can't connect either.

He Ao stretched out his hand and grasped the jade spear.

In an instant, the cold breath spread along the spear body and into his body. The whole world suddenly stopped, and countless twisted lines emerged from the void.

He Ao raised his head and looked behind him.

Under the sky of his still world, a huge figure was standing there, looking at him and the spear in his hand.

Compared to last night, this figure seemed a little clearer.

At this moment, this figure stared at He Ao indifferently, his invisible gaze traveling through time and space.

He Ao could clearly feel the meaning of that gaze.

'let go'

Invisible oppression acted on He Ao's soul across time and space, and crazy and chaotic murmurs began to echo in He Ao's mind.

Then He Ao looked at the figure and pulled out the spear with a 'poof-'.

The originally silent world suddenly turned cold, and the huge figure in the distance stopped moving, as if he did not expect that He Ao would 'disobey' his instructions.

More violent pollution tried to be transmitted to He Ao along with the invisible and cold atmosphere around him.

The wound that had been sutured began to seep out a little blood again.

But He Ao just calmly moved the spear in his hand closer to the golden cane beside him.

The moment the spear approached, countless fine jade lines appeared in the cane. Then, a bit of cold breath emerged from the spear and cane, converging into an invisible force field, hindering the approach between the two.

Seeing this scene, He Ao took hold of his cane, transformed it into a long sword, and then immersed his consciousness into it to carve out a strengthening magic circle.

Immediately, he took a deep breath and forced the jade spear and strengthened sword closer.

boom--

There seemed to be some slight sound in the void, and the invisible position surrounding the spear shattered. Then, a certain cold breath emerged from the spear, passing through the space that seemed to have stagnated, and blended into the golden sword. middle.

really.

He Ao breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the abyss existence seemed to be able to locate the existence of the spear, it was no longer able to control the spear after losing contact. After losing control, the spear essentially turned into almost ownerless energy.

In addition, the abyss energy seems to have some strong 'plasticity' and 'assimilation' in nature. When this spear is close to the long sword that has been integrated with the abyss energy, the energy in it will most likely be absorbed. Stronger and controlled sword absorption.

To put it simply, if the spear becomes ownerless, it will be 'eaten' by the sword.

That's why the spear itself resists contact with the sword at first.

Of course, He Ao was just guessing, and he couldn't be sure whether it was correct or not.

Fortunately, verifying this guess is very simple.

As He Ao brought the spear closer to the cane, the cold power continued to break away from the spear and merged into the cane. The originally slender jade spear also continued to shrink like ice cubes dissolved in water.

The huge figure in the distance stared at the spear that was constantly 'dissolving' in He Ao's hand, and his cold eyes slowly moved towards He Ao.

The whistling pollution in He Ao's mind became stronger and more explosive, and a cold wind surged out of the sky, seeming to swallow up everything around him.

He Ao, on the other hand, seemed not to notice, and still calmly approached the spear and sword.

In the end, the jade spear completely collapsed and turned into pure energy that merged into the sword.

He Aoneng could clearly feel that the power and level of the golden sword in his hand seemed to have made a qualitative leap.

The abyssal power in the jade spear seemed to be much more than he initially expected.

After completing all this, He Ao turned the golden sword into a cane again, punched it on the ground, looked up at the huge figure in the distance, showed a smile, and said slowly, "Goodbye."

The huge figure stirred for a moment, and the roaring pollution swept toward He Ao like a storm, and then

boom--

All the roaring stopped abruptly at this moment, and the still world shattered. The huge figure stared at He Ao and slowly dissipated.

It seems that the giant figure can project power in the dungeon world for a short time, and now it has reached its limit.

However, the projection time was much longer than last night.

"Mr. Lynn,"

At this time, the blonde chief of staff came over quickly. She looked up at He Ao, "Who were you talking to just now?"

"With a guy who was a little anxious and in a bad mood."

He Ao withdrew his gaze and responded slowly.

"ah?"

The blonde chief of staff was stunned for a moment, and then she quickly realized that He Ao might be talking about some higher-level extraordinary things. She did not continue to ask more questions, but took out a book and handed it to He Ao, "This is also Mi Sent by De."

He Ao took a look at the book. It was the "Lost City-States in the Catastrophic Era—Archaeological Records of the Relics in the Central Federation" that he took out from Scott's study last night.

After he took out the book yesterday, he put it outside.

This book is also the only one in Scott's collection that contains clues to the abyss.

"Well, this saves me from going back to get the book."

He Ao put away the book and smiled.

Meade seems to be a careless and reckless man, but he seems to be very careful in doing things.

"Mr. Linn, the car is ready."

At this moment, Sena, wearing a police uniform, walked out of the back door and looked at He Ao.

Then he hesitated and asked slowly, "There are a lot of people at the front door now. Should we take the side door?"

"Need not,"

He Ao shook his head, "Just go through the front door."

"OK."

Sena nodded, turned around and walked towards the White Jasmine Palace.

He Ao also turned to look at the blond chief of staff, "I'm going to the city council. I'm sorry to trouble you."

"OK."

The blond chief of staff nodded slightly.

——

city ​​council building

"Didn't you sleep well?"

The cigar man looked at the man in the white shirt in front of him, stretched out his hand and handed over a cut cigar.

"I haven't felt this nervous and excited in years,"

The man in the white shirt took the cigar, lit it, and took a deep breath. "The last time I had this similar feeling was when I first elected members."

"After this time, we will never feel this way again and can enjoy life to the fullest,"

The cigar man looked at the door of the parliament in front of him with a smile and threw the cigar in his hand into the trash can. "Let's go, everything is ready. To borrow a word from Lynn - victory belongs to us."

"Hahaha."

The man in the white shirt also threw away the cigar in his hand and followed.

——

White Jasmine Palace

The black car slowly drove out of the sea of ​​jasmine flowers and headed towards the crowd-filled street ahead.

The carnival crowd fell silent the moment they saw the car, and then even more fanatical shouts rushed out from the crowd.

"Mr. Linn!" "Mr. Linn!" "Long live Mr. Linn!"

Members of the mayor's guard on the side immediately rushed forward to stop the crowd.

"No need to stop them."

He Ao glanced at the members of the mayor's guard and said slowly.

"But, if there is any danger..."

Senna, who was driving, hesitated.

"fine."

He Ao shook his head and reached out to lower the rear window.

"OK."

Sena hesitated, nodded slightly, and then turned on the intercom to ask the surrounding members of the Mayor's Guard to step aside.

The mayor's guards who were blocking the crowd seemed a little confused when they received the order, but they still retreated.

The crowd that was originally blocked rushed to the car without any hindrance.

Then the entire crowd fell silent for a moment. After losing their resistance, the crowd lost their direction and didn't know whether to rush or not.

At this time, a woman holding a boy was squeezed by the crowd to the window of He Ao's car. The boy looked at He Ao sitting in the car and slowly raised his hand.

At this moment, all the members of the mayor's guard who were watching from behind clenched their guns.

He Ao also looked at the boy's raised hand. He stretched out his hand and patted the boy's palm.

Two palms, one big and one small, collided in the air, completing a high-five.

"hey-hey."

The little boy closed his palms excitedly.

But He Ao did not retract his palm, but still raised his hand and looked at the people outside the window.

The dark car drove forward slowly. When the first person carefully stretched out his hand and high-fived the old man, more and more people stretched out their hands and collided with the old palm.

The crowd is no longer crowded, but consciously gives way to a path. Whenever someone wants to squeeze forward and squeeze out of the queue, they will be pulled back by the people around them.

Palms slowly stretched out along the street to give the old man sitting in the car a high-five.

Soon, some members of the mayor's guard lined up and joined the crowd in extending their palms.

The people who were originally on the other side of the car also quickly moved to the side where the old man was.

The early morning sunlight shines on everyone's clothes. Under the light, there are exquisite and beautiful fur skirts, loose and ill-fitting cheap suits, and white stubby gowns stained with rust.

There was no one to preside over order, but everything was so orderly.

The old palm collided with every young, rough, or decayed palm. No one spoke. Everything was so quiet, but it seemed that everyone standing under the morning sun had completed their relationship with the old man. A secret conversation.

The sun shines on the paint surface of the black car, reflecting faces that may be nervous, expectant, or excited.

People stared at the old man and watched him go away, as if they were looking at a trustworthy and respected elder in the family.

The long light and shadow of the dark car extended together with the overlapping shadows of the people, and merged together in the morning light.