Life Game In Other World-Chapter 1730 - 1729: The Old Loach

Surveillance Room

He Ao lowered his gaze, watching the surveillance in front of him.

The camera was aimed at an elderly man who seemed amiable, situated in a clean and tidy metal ’detention room’.

At first, he was sitting on the bed, seemingly dozing.

As the timeline progressed, he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

Then he went to the door and knocked on it gently.

No sound came from outside the room.

Then he opened the communicator next to him, entered a series of passwords, and with a soft click, the door opened naturally.

He Ao turned his gaze to another surveillance screen nearby.

On the screen, the elderly man naturally opened the door and walked out of the room, while outside, the guard stationed at the door turned his head to chat with another guard in the distance.

The elderly man turned his back to the guard at the door, using the guard’s burly body to shield himself, quickly slipping into the corner behind the guard.

He Ao turned his head to the next screen, only to see the elderly man entering the corner, precisely avoiding the glance of the patrolling staff, then swiftly walking past the staff from behind and turning into the next corner.

The rest of the scene was almost a replay of the previous scenes. The elderly man precisely hit all the blind spots in the field of view, then walked past behind each staff member, and whenever a password was needed, the elderly man accurately entered the correct password in one go and smoothly passed through the gatekeeping.

In this manner, until he walked out of this underground prison, the elderly man encountered no obstacles, as if he was leisurely strolling out of his own home, leaving the place that held him.

Until he passed through the gate and stood at the gateway, he turned back to the location of the hidden camera, revealed a smile, then turned around and walked into the crowd.

It was evident that this ’smile’ was left for He Ao.

He Ao raised his hand slightly and rubbed his brow.

Dealing with prophecy is truly disgusting, slipping like an eel, purely, and untaintedly disgusting.

"When he walked out, the guards in the surveillance room were in a daze," the middle-aged man raised his hand, pointing to a surveillance in the corner, which was showing the scene in the surveillance room, "we have already questioned him and found he had a brief memory lapse of the events that happened during that time."

"Did he perform the lottery-burning ritual before?" He Ao asked casually.

The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback, then picked up his phone and dialed a number.

After a brief pause, he picked up the phone, looked at He Ao beside him, and said hoarsely, "Yes, he burned the lottery."

It seems the elderly man had long anticipated that he would ’come’ here.

He Ao took a deep breath, stood up slightly, clapped his hands, "Alright, I know. This event is a major incident no matter what, you should go to the Discipline Office to receive punishment."

The middle-aged man paused slightly, lowered his head, "Yes."

"Of course, the enemy being too strong is also a reason," He Ao sighed, "you should convey these words to the Discipline Office as well."

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrow, suppressed his voice, and quickly said, "Yes."

The surveillance video on the screen had already begun replaying, and He Ao quietly watched the elderly man moving on the screen.

Originally he was just suspicious, now the other party personally helped him confirm it, this Dawn Leader is probably the ’Prophet’.

Actively approaching He Ao, getting caught by He Ao, then using the paper to fabricate a mastermind, letting He Ao chase after it, meanwhile conveying the message he wanted to pass to He Ao.

A very effective ’under the lamp’ operation.

Moreover, all these operations only seemed thrilling but were actually not dangerous.

After all, the core of this plan was that He Ao couldn’t see his hidden memory.

As long as the memory didn’t have issues, this plan almost wouldn’t go wrong.

If He Ao were in the elderly man’s position executing this, there would definitely be some risk, as he couldn’t be certain of what trump cards the other side had.

But for a ’Prophet’, this outcome was almost certain, he could directly determine through ’prophecy’ that at that time, He Ao would likely fail to see through his hidden memory.

In this exchange, he succeeded in ’deceiving’ He Ao and achieved his own goals.

Of course, essentially, he exploited He Ao’s ’suspicion’ towards the Dawn Leader.

After all, He Ao had already met the leaders of the three major organizations and became an Angel, establishing absolute prestige in the Main World.

And that elusive Dawn Leader, every appearance was just to hand over more power to ’Hu Wen’.

With the authority shifting, He Ao naturally harbored suspicions towards the Dawn Leader deep inside, thinking that the Dawn Leader was either incapable or hiding some kind of power.

Therefore, the ’old leader’ crafted the identity of the ’Paper Prophet’, portraying himself as a puppet being controlled, with the real villain being the mastermind.

And He Ao, already harboring similar suspicions, naturally believed this story.

He Ao’s gaze quietly watched the moving figure on the screen.

There are so many heroes under Heaven, and the abilities in this world are so unpredictable and unfathomable.

Any slight negligence and oversight can lead to a major failure.

However, in this world, as long as you tread, you will leave traces.

This ’old gentleman’ certainly gave He Ao a brilliant performance of a scheme, while also giving He Ao a wake-up call.

But on the other hand, it also exposed information about himself, providing He Ao, who was at a loss, a precise breakthrough, significantly shortening He Ao’s investigation time.

In fact, He Ao didn’t determine the elderly man was the Prophet, his original plan was just to come here and examine the elderly man’s memory carefully.

And the elderly man’s direct escape likely indicated that He Ao had the capability to find out his memory issues.

After all, He Ao successfully got promoted to Secret Wizard, and relying on his affinity and talent for Mysticism Knowledge, He Ao might be able to spot the flaws in the technique hiding his memory.

But at this moment, there was actually another choice.

And that was to take a gamble.

In fact, He Ao himself wasn’t confident he could see through those techniques of hidden memory, after all he couldn’t master those mysterious academic styles out of thin air.

If he chose to stay and let He Ao examine him, but He Ao still couldn’t find any issue with his memory, the Elder’s maneuvering space would be much larger, further eliminating suspicions against himself.

He Ao thought that such a ’future’ certainly existed, and the probability wasn’t small.

But the Elder ultimately chose the most cautious approach — risking exposure and running away directly.

After all, if he was exposed, he would have to face He Ao directly.

He Ao speculated that this Elder was clearly a loss-averse type, unwilling to take risks to gamble on a high-reward future.

Unless he was very certain about this future and wouldn’t encounter any danger.

Of course, as a ’prophet’, he could easily grasp such a future.

So, he would only do things he was completely confident about.

A loss-averse, crafty and sinister prophet meant that it would be incredibly difficult for He Ao to catch him.

Of course, there was also another possibility, which was that the prophet might have influenced the Elder in a dream, further ’manipulating’ him to mislead He Ao.

However, He Ao thought this possibility was low.

He Ao looked at the screen showing the outside surveillance footage, and at this moment, the Elder was looking back at the camera with a smile.

Someone being manipulated usually wouldn’t produce such a genuine smug and provocative smile.

More accurately, the information came from He Ao’s recent direct attempt to modify this guy’s memory, but he couldn’t find any mystical connection between himself and the guy.

Before this guy left the underground detention center, that mystical connection existed; clearly, the connection had been unilaterally blocked by some force.

Prudent yet eager to express himself and gain attention, what a contradictory mindset.

He Ao raised his phone and glanced at the time on it.

It was already past midnight.

He had less than a day left.

——

Western Lands

As dawn spread its light from the sky, Lin Chichi yawned while looking at the young man in front of her, handing over a tablet, "Sir, this is all the information we’ve collected about that Dawn Leader, which also includes part of his own ’testimonies’."

During the days He Ao captured the Dawn Leader, Lin Chichi didn’t sit idly by; she followed the surface information of the Elder and searched for all the relevant intelligence, digging out additional information about this Elder.

The Elder’s information wasn’t easy to find; no records of this person could be found in the databases of any country. However, because she was the first to come into contact with him, she had more time to investigate and managed to uncover some information.

"This guy has used many aliases," Lin Chichi rubbed her small face, seemingly having stayed up all night, as she opened a slideshow on the desktop, "but according to our research, the name closest to his real name should be this one, Noctis, used in records from about fifty years ago."

"Noctis?" He Ao raised his eyes slightly, looking at Lin Chichi, "Doesn’t that sound like the pronunciation of some island nations north of Tia Empire? What’s the meaning? Light? Brightness? Sunrise?"

In earlier large-scale memory modifications, He Ao had come into contact with different memories, gaining deeper understanding of various cultures in the Main World.

"Sir, you even know this?" Lin Chichi was slightly surprised, then continued, "He seems to be a national of the Scatla Republic, a small island nation deep in the ocean northeast of Tia Empire, which was submerged by seawater about fifty years ago. I had to use some effort to find the language of this country,"

Her finger rested on the keyboard, switching to the next slide, "In the language of this small country, his name should mean ’Sunrise’, but it also has an extended meaning."

As the new slide was displayed, Lin Chichi looked at He Ao, "Future."

"His name is ’Future’?" He Ao raised the tablet in his hand, beginning to rapidly read the information, "It sounds like a very vibrant name."

"Indeed," Lin Chichi sighed, "and then his country was submerged by water, and unfortunately, their country was in the sphere of influence of Tia Empire, not Central Earth,"

She looked at He Ao, "As you know, Tia Empire lacks ’kindness’, no aid was provided, they only coordinated surrounding countries to accept refugees, but those were also small island countries, unable to accommodate so many people."

She switched to another slide, "His parents took him to a nearby small island to escape, shortly after, they passed away. From some descriptions, it appears he grew up on that island, and his upbringing wasn’t pleasant."

"Later, he arranged for Dawn’s people to conduct a mass murder on the island?" He Ao raised an eyebrow as he read the file in his hand, pointing to a page in particular.

"We can’t be sure it’s related to him," Lin Chichi nodded, "but there indeed were several transcendent criminals from Dawn who conducted a massacre on that island, especially in the region he grew up, where all those suspected of having contact with him died in the massacre."

"Did that criminal later die a violent death too?" He Ao leafed through the rest of the documents.

"Yes," Lin Chichi nodded, "when Moonlight people found him, he had already twisted into a monster, and they could only eliminate him, turning him into a polluted sealed item."

"Where did he go after reaching adulthood?" He Ao asked slowly.

"He first went to a small island nation south of Tia Empire," Lin Chichi navigated through the slides, "where he seemed to work as a sailor for a while, about three years or so, after which he left the island, with ten years unaccounted for, but those years he apparently didn’t live well. He reappeared at about thirty years old in the Republic of Alano,"

She brought up footage of a street brawl, playing it on the computer, "He joined a gang in the Republic of Alano, got injured in a gang fight but received no compensation from the gang. Even the medical expenses seemed to have been out of his pocket, after which he left the gang."

"Was that gang also later wiped out by the transcendent of Dawn?" He Ao calmly stated, looking through the documentation, "It seems his time in the gang wasn’t pleasant."

"Yes," Lin Chichi nodded. She continued, "After he left Alano, his information becomes fragmented, he apparently reached Tia Empire, then visited Western Lands. About eighteen years ago, we completely lost track of him."

"Can you find someone who had direct contact with him?" He Ao quickly inquired.

"No." Lin Chichi slightly shook her head, she looked at He Ao, switching to a new slide, "During our investigation, we also discovered something else, which is that all recorded people who clearly had contact with him, or were likely to have interacted with him, like those islanders or Alano gang members, all eventually met untimely deaths."

She paused, puzzled, and said, "He left no one who had any actual contact with him."

"Killed them all?" He Ao glanced at the partially read tablet, raising an eyebrow.

Lin Chichi nodded slightly.

He Ao stared at the tablet in his hand, lost in thought.