life copy game

Chapter 1624 The Coke Man (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)
But seeing the rain, He Ao felt an unusual sense of heat.

It was as if some kind of flame was burning around us.

He raised his head and looked around.

The surrounding buildings were all normal, just like always.

He turned to Finn and asked, "Are you hot?"

"Is it alright?" Finn thought for a moment, then looked at Heo and whispered, "Actually, I was just about to ask you, aren't you hot wearing such thick clothes? I've never seen you wear these clothes before."

He Ao was still dressed in the same clothes he wore in the snow outside: a thick sweater and a thick jacket.

“I just arrived in the summer, and I’ve never worn thick clothes before,” He Ao said casually.

He felt that strange burning sensation.

It wasn't the stuffiness from his clothes, but rather the surrounding air that seemed to be scorching him.

It's like standing next to a fire.

He reached out and touched his skin, which was still warm and moist, with a slight coolness.

The surrounding environment was actually on the cooler side, about the same temperature as outside.

That burning sensation is a feeling that acts directly on the 'psyche'.

Realizing this, He Ao ignored the burning sensation and squatted down, slowly opening the door on the left. The door hinge was very smooth, and there was almost no sound when the door opened.

Finn also came over and stood beside him.

Through the light filtering through the crack in the door, the two could vaguely see the torrential raindrops outside.

Between the rear building and the main building, there is a wide passageway. On the far left of the passageway is a low building, which is where the kitchen and warehouse are located.

Bright lights shone from the windows of the low building, where all the teachers were preparing the welcome dinner for the new students.

At this moment, in front of that low building, an Ashman in a blue uniform, just like the security guard in the gatehouse before, was standing in the raging rain, slowly walking forward.

The pattering raindrops fell in front of the door, accumulating into a wide pond that vaguely reflected the dark and gray buildings.

“This security guard will be patrolling the area all the time,” Finn said quietly.

“We can wait for him to walk past,” He Ao whispered.

“Going out will make noise,” Finn said quickly. “They can hear everything.”

Just as they were talking, the security guard who was slowly approaching suddenly turned his gaze and looked in their direction.

However, all he saw was an empty crack in the door. He lowered his head and continued forward along the patrol route.

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“I’ll go out in a bit, you wait for me here,” Heo said quickly, leaning against the wall behind the door. He looked at Finn’s puzzled expression. “I can control my footsteps, he can’t hear me.”

"Okay." Finn glanced at Heo curiously, then nodded.

As he spoke, He Ao glanced down at the crack in the door; there was no shadow blocking the light outside.

Then he leaned forward and looked out through the crack in the door. The security guard had already passed by the door and walked to the other side, his back to the door.

Heo gestured for Finn to shush, stepped onto the dirty, absorbent carpet behind the door, slowly opened the door a crack, and squeezed out sideways.

He Ao glanced at the departing security guard, then immediately turned around and quietly grabbed the outer edge of the wall, wedging his fingers into it as he quickly climbed upwards.

He could have jumped directly to the window, but that would have made too much noise.

Finn, standing below, leaned against the edge of the door crack and breathed a sigh of relief as he sensed that Heo had disappeared.

Then he lowered his head and his gaze fell on the low building on the far left.

The side door of the low building had opened at some point, and a figure in a gray uniform was slowly walking out of the building, looking up at the surroundings, his gaze about to sweep over the wall.

Seeing this, Finn disregarded everything else, stepped out from behind the door, ran forward for more than ten meters, and waved to the figure in the gray uniform, "Teacher, is there anything I can help you with?"

The figure in the gray uniform was instantly drawn to it.

But just then, a cold voice rang out behind him, "What are you doing here?"

He turned around with difficulty and looked behind him.

The security guard in the blue uniform had somehow appeared behind him, his eyes, as bright as sparks, fixed on him.

“I was helping my classmates with the orientation,” Finn said hastily, as the sudden downpour hit his cheeks. “I just happened to walk over here and saw that the teacher seemed to need help.”

As he spoke, he glanced back.

The 'teacher' who had walked out of the low building had already led a child back into the building.

Clearly, the other party has found a 'child' to 'help'.

“This is none of your business,” the security guard in the blue uniform said calmly, staring at Finn, his eyes flashing like sparks. “You’re breaking the rules.”

"Heh, heh heh." Finn chuckled awkwardly, his gaze lingering briefly on the classroom window to the side before quickly sweeping past it again.

At that moment, the security guard also looked up and looked around.

The wall behind the main building was completely empty, without any figures or traces.

He lowered his head and looked at Finn again.

—30 seconds ago—

As Finn stepped out of the side door and shouted, He Ao was peering out of the dean's office window, his gaze passing over the red sofa and landing on the two 'figures' in front of him on the outside of the desk.

They were slender with long, thin limbs, and their entire bodies radiated heat, like burnt embers.

Their bodies were covered with countless cracks, and dense sparks filled the cracks, as if their bodies were still burning.

They were standing on either side of the office door, like two guards protecting the door from the inside.

He reached out and grasped the long spear on his back, then gently pulled open the window amidst the commotion below.

At that moment, the two figures also heard the sound of the window opening and looked out. Their movements were extremely fast, rushing towards He Ao like phantoms.

He Ao's body instantly passed through the open window, rushing out like a sharp sword. His spear thrust forward, piercing through the body of a charred figure in front of him in an instant. With a slight sway, the figure collapsed abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his body, his spear twirling in the air before piercing the fiery figure behind him, causing a sudden jolt.

The fiery figure instantly collapsed, turning into scattered charcoal.

He Ao lowered his head and looked at the two piles of charcoal on the ground.

As he watched, the charcoal rapidly turned into scattered dust, drifting in all directions.

These two charcoal people had no complex consciousness; they seemed to be simply dominated and controlled by some kind of force.

Could one of them be a former orphanage director?

But in reality, these two charcoal men look more like some kind of 'security guards' or something similar.

Moreover, they are capable of 'fighting' and 'killing', and do not seem to possess any kind of mandatory rule.

He tucked the spear back into his back and his gaze swept across the office.

This office was exceptionally luxurious, with various exquisite oil paintings hanging on the walls and a large bookshelf that filled one wall.

On that heavy desk, there were also several sculptures with a classical feel.

At first glance, this office looks more like the office of a moderately wealthy person than the office of an orphanage director.

Loren had never been to this office before, so this was the first time Heo had ever seen the scene inside.

In Loren's memory, the orphanage director was an old man with gray hair, a crew cut, and a neatly trimmed, white beard.

He appears to be physically strong and has a certain air about him. Although he has a somewhat amiable demeanor, he is hardly benevolent.

He glanced at the ashes scattered on the ground.

The two charcoal men didn't resemble the dean in build.

While pondering, He Ao walked to the bookshelf next to him and took out a book.

But before he could even open it, the book turned to ashes in his hands.

He picked up the next book, which immediately turned to ashes as well.

He Ao's gaze swept across the entire bookshelf, taking a quick look at the contents.

Most of the books on the bookshelf are management books.

He Ao withdrew his gaze and looked at the red sofa chair behind the desk.

The chair's surface was smooth and soft, seemingly made of genuine leather, and there was a turntable underneath that could be rotated freely.

He Ao walked to the sofa chair, sat down, turned his body slightly, and glanced around.

Finding no mechanism, he looked down at the desk, but found nothing underneath either.

dong dong dong-

Just then, light footsteps came from outside the door.

Immediately following was the sight of the office door latch being turned.

The next instant, the office door was pushed open.

A gray figure dressed in a blue security guard uniform appeared behind the door.

He raised his gaze and looked around the entire office, which was empty except for two clumps of black ash scattered on the floor, and even the windows were closed again.

He slowly walked forward to the edge of the window, reached out, opened the window, and leaned out to look outside.

On the ground below, only the security guard in the blue uniform was still patrolling back and forth.

He looked away and closed the window.

I walked towards the office door.

Outside, He Ao, clinging to the fourth-floor wall, glanced down at the closed window below, then at the security guards patrolling below.

His body slid rapidly down the wall.

click -

The security guard in the dean's office left the office and closed the door.

He Ao slid down the window and landed in front of the door after the patrolling security guards passed through the small door. He pushed the small door open and entered the porch.

click -

As the small door closed, He Ao breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly scraped the mud off his shoes on the carpet in front of the door, then hurried down the empty corridor, leaving the small porch area behind.

After he left, a pair of eyes filled with sparks suddenly appeared outside the small door's window, scanning the porch area from the outside in.

There were a few damp droplets in the porch, but no footprints; it was clean and empty.

After a brief moment of observation, he looked away and continued his patrol.

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He walked down the quiet corridor, looked towards the edge, and called out, "Finn, Finn?"

If nothing unexpected happens, Finn should be back near the corridor waiting for him.

"What are you yelling about? That kid's dead!" The fat man hanging on the wall shouted when he heard He Ao's voice.

"Loren, I'm here!" Just then, a somewhat weak voice rang out from the other side of the corridor.

He Ao turned around and walked toward the source of the sound.

What caught his eye was a blond boy hanging on the wall.

"That security guard is breaking the rules," Finn said angrily, looking at He Ao's somewhat bewildered expression. "I was just behaving normally, why did he arrest me!"

“Perhaps they acquired some kind of special ‘sensitivity’ as security guards,” He thought.

According to his recollection, it was unlikely that the orphanage security guards would punish Finn for his enthusiastic help.

Although some of the security guards at this orphanage do have a habit of deliberately punishing the children.

"Huh?" Finn was puzzled by Heo's words.

“These security guards, perhaps they possess some kind of special ‘intuition’ that allows them to judge rule violations.” He Ao looked at the lock holding Finn. “Wait a moment, I’ll find a way to get you down.”

This is not a true orphanage, but rather an anomaly formed on the basis of an orphanage.

Its operating rules are also different from those of a real orphanage.

"Oh, okay." Finn clearly still didn't understand, but he didn't dwell on it.

He looked up at the lock fastening Finn.

He first raised his gun and poked the latch with the tip.

The latch remained firmly in place, without even a scratch.

The sturdiness of this latch far exceeds Grade C.

It seems to be a product of the rules of this orphanage.

"Hey, it's no use. You can't open it with your little gadget," the fat man Cato's voice came again from not far away. He was positioned so close that he could see half of He Ao's movements. "You have to press the button on top. Press it and it'll open!"

His voice was loud, "Listen to me, untie me first, and then I'll teach you!"

He ignored him and instead looked at the button above Finn's buckle.

After a brief moment of thought, he raised his hand and took out a folding knife from his pocket.

He focused his consciousness on the folding knife, avoiding the fat man's line of sight and slightly increasing the distance.

Then he gently tossed the folding knife into the air, and the folding knife streaked across the sky like a streak of light, striking the button.

click -

With a soft click, Finn's latch opened.

Then, in the next instant, a strong suction force acted on the folding knife, pulling it directly to the opposite wall, where a pair of clips extended from the wall and secured the folding knife.

Finn, who had fallen from the wall and landed on the ground, stared in disbelief at everything before Heo slowly approached and helped him up.

click -

The folding knife next to it also slipped out of its clip on the opposite wall and fell to the ground.

He Ao reached out and picked up the folding knife.

Sure enough, the buckle wasn't so easy to 'unlock'.

The core of the button is 'swap'.

The person who presses the button will release the person who has been 'punished,' but he himself will need to be hung on the wall in place of the person who was punished.

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