Chapter 109.2: Realm of Mortals (12) (2)

Chapter 109.2: Realm of Mortals (12) (2)

F**k Brother, why did you jump on your own? Is it me who should jump or you?! Caught by the strong wind that rose when the car drove over, the drunkard almost fell into the river. Luckily, he was already holding onto the guardrail and wasnt standing very close to that guy. With much difficulty, he stood on the edge of the spot that was crashed.

He blinked a few times, then raised his hand and fiercely rubbed his face. As his dizzy head was slapped by the cold rain, he slightly came back to his senses.

Huh? He saw the murderer and Teenager Deeply In Love beating each other up, then he looked back at the taxi in the river, cold sweat pouring down all over his body.

Tang Cuo saw the nameplate attached to his chest, with his name and position written on it Market Extension Department, Chen Jun.

Wasnt this the corporate slave Chen Jun who missed his meal due to his busy workload and was fired because he vented his anger on his boss?

Tang Cuo remembered that in the message he sent to his friends, he was in a bad mood and wanted to get drunk.

It now appeared that this drinking incident would eventually teach him the value of life.

After Tang Cuo sorted out all the ins and outs of the matter, he inevitably felt that everything was a tad absurd.

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The cheating scumbag wanted to kill because of his failure to keep his girlfriend, but he accidentally killed an innocent passer-by.

The innocent passer-bys brother was a vicious serial murderer who happened to kill the scumbags ex-girlfriend.

The time of these two killings was the same, and the escape route after the killing was also the same, which meant, they were like two legs of the same person, one running in front while one tagging at the back. In the end, the murderers taxi hit and killed the scumbag.

A man who killed because of impulse also lost his life because of another persons impulse.

Although the evil murderer survived, he would be judged by the law and spent his remaining time in endless remorse and torture.

This was karma. And karma was always right.

But the life that had been lost wouldnt come back again. Thinking about it this way, Tang Cuo couldnt feel good. The dungeons of Yong Ye City always held lots of maliciousness towards the players, and the evil that players carried out back in the mortal realm would always be magnified ten times and blatantly shown before their eyes.

If he had to expose his sentiments, Tang Cuo felt that from the moment they stepped into Yong Ye City, the so-called karma serving process had already started. The sins people actually shouldered were far more than those written in their Survival Assessment Reports.

After a series of fights, Tang Cuo successfully adjusted his Soul Instability Index to 0 and drank some potion to restore his HP, but he had always had low blood sugar, so his face stayed slightly pale and turned even colder.

Soon, he found the scumbags cell phone tombstone and went through a quick, neat battle.

The battles at the three gates almost started simultaneously.

Jin Cheng had been playing relentlessly, and the further he went, the stronger the monsters got, and the difficulty was comparable to that of Sun Wukongs journey to the West. Zheng Yingying and Meng Yufei smoothly avoided most monster doctors that were making their rounds, and after a few insignificant brawls, they reached the directors office. The two stood at the door, holding their breath and counting down three seconds.

Three, two, one!

Instead of rushing in, they stuffed two lighted firecrackers through the gap below the door. These were obtained from a player they encountered when walking upstairs. They killed the monster who was about to catch the player and took some firecrackers in return, which was fair.

Following two loud explosions, there was a low roar and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground coming from the room. Meng Yufei immediately kicked the door, while Zheng Yingying picked up the fire extinguisher in the corridor and took a step back.

He quickly ruled out each of them by the method of elimination, until only one last one was left.

The light pink sky and the baby blue sea covered the entire screen. This was a painting that had a calming effect, where the brush strokes were very soft and the subject was simple but not monotonous.

There was only one memo in the phone, and a modern poem was hidden in it.

[Its the pen that blooms in despair,

Its the flower that resists the predestined journey,

Its the gleam of love that wakes up,

And illuminates the scene above zero degree.Quoted from the poem by Bei Dao. This is an abstract poem that describes the authors understanding of life, which carries with it an optimistic, casual attitude.]

Tang Cuo claimed he was illiterate and never read any poems except those in the textbook, so of course, he didnt know where this poem came from. But he could still understand its overall meaning.

Mo Mo was open-minded and optimistic. It seemed his brother and he were two completely different people.

What a pity.

Feeling a hint of sorrow, Tang Cuo drew his sword and neatly slashed the tombstone where the poem was displayed. With a smash, the tombstone broke into pieces, and Tang Cuo struck once more to split open the tomb.

A light immediately appeared, and amidst the flying dust, like the previous two times, a figure emerged in the light.

Tang Cuo was ready to fight, and before the light even fully scattered, he made a move first. As his [Sword of Judgment] glowed with the holy light, he fiercely slammed down, but the blade seemingly struck a metal object.

Clang! The [Sword of Judgment] was firmly held back.

At this moment, Tang Cuo finally saw the Bosss face, and his heart shook a little.

My great Warden. Tang Cuo instantly pulled away and his hand that clutched the sword naturally dropped down, his thumb silently stroking the [Nightingale] ring on his hand.

His expression was undisturbed but his eyes were stern, which firmly gazed at the person that was walking out of the light.

K27216, Tang Cuo. Xiao Tong, with [Ruleless] in his hand, walked out of the split coffin in no hurry, his lips arching into a smile: We finally met.

The honourable Warden mustve forgotten, we just met earlier. Tang Cuo replied.

Seeing his incredibly calm and righteous face that looked like that of a hero, Xiao Tong found it immensely interesting, so he couldnt help asking: Are you born with this?

Tang Cuo understood what he was asking at once, and he said with an unflinching expression: Maybe.

Xiao Tong smiled and crossed his hands behind his back, still holding tightly onto [Ruleless]. He leisurely walked to Tang Cuo and tilted his head to look over: You dont need to be so guarded against me. If I wanted to hurt you, you would be dead by now. Jin Cheng shouldve told you that you have no chance of winning against me.

So what does the great Warden want to do?

To make a deal with you.