Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

Now, leave the settlement room and teleport home!

It’s been some days since I last rubbed Xiaobao’s belly, and Lu Wenwu couldn’t wait any longer!

With a flash of white light, a man and a dog returned to their familiar home.

It was late night on Blue Star Divine Continent at this moment.

The proud Master Cat was not napping and was now sitting on the coffee table in the living room, seemingly waiting here on purpose, waiting for their return.

A pair of beautiful feline eyes stared at the returning man and dog, without any visible emotional change.

Lu Wenwu walked forward with a chuckle and vigorously rubbed Xiaobao’s cat head.

”Aha! My dear treasure! It’s been a few days, did you miss me?”

”Meow!”

Xiaobao let out a dissatisfied meow but, unusually, didn’t swipe with a cat paw, only pushed away Lu Wenwu’s mischievous big hand.

Then, it kicked with its soft little paw at the tablet specially used for official communication on the table, signaling Lu Wenwu to look over.

Lu Wenwu lowered his head, his gaze following the small white bamboo, landing on the screen, discovering dozens of missed calls and many unread messages on the tablet.

There was one every hour on the dot, very punctual.

Lu Wenwu scratched his head in confusion and dialed a return call.

One second later, the call that had just been dialed was answered immediately.

”What’s up, Ming? What’s so urgent? I just came out of the dungeon.” Lu Wenwu asked while smoothing Xiaobao’s fur, scratching the cat’s head, ”Don’t you know my situation? Besides, you have a key to my house, just come over if you need anything.”

However, the voice on the other end of the line was not Liu Ming’s familiar voice, but a stranger’s strong, competent female voice:

”I’m sorry, Mr. Lu, Team Leader Liu Ming was attacked in a terrorist assault three days ago. He’s now out of life danger and recuperating in the Imperial City First People’s Hospital. Your liaison has been temporarily changed to...”

”Plop!”

The tablet was casually tossed onto the coffee table, the user already vanished without a trace.

”Mr. Lu? Hello? Mr. Lu? Are you still there? Hello? You...”

”Pa!”

A small cat paw slapped the tablet, hanging up the call.

Lu Wenwu himself had disappeared, only leaving behind the wide-open villa door, wind howling into the house.

Xiaobai looked at Mao Mao with disdain: ”Meow!”

”Woof woof!”

Mao Mao responded, wagged his tail, and immediately trotted to close the door.

Very aware of his role as a little brother.

Once the living room was warm again, Xiaobao was satisfied, made a light leap, and lay down on the soft mat at the top of the cat climbing frame, tucking in his paws and pretending to nap.

Outside the community, two fellows hidden in the shadows for a long time were sprawled on the ground, but surprisingly no one noticed this scene.

Around them, the branches of green trees were toppled, leaves mostly blown away, only a step away from breaking.

The kind of thing city maintenance and sanitation workers would curse together after seeing.

One of the stocky fellows looked terrified at the light stream whose trace was no longer visible, his pointing finger trembling slightly.

”Did you... did you see that person’s face just now? Damn, the evil qi coming from that person almost scared the life out of me! Must be at least an A+ level expert!”

”I agree with your latter half, but I didn’t see the face at all.” His skinny teammate also had a lingering fear expression, ”We’re two B-levels tailing an A-tier neighborhood; it would be strange if we could see clearly, right? Check if the high-speed camera caught anything.”

”Speaking of which, why didn’t they send someone stronger from above? If we get discovered, aren’t we just a waste of resources?” The chubby man checked the footage from the high-speed camera, muttering under his breath.

The skinny man formed his right hand into a sword finger, and sharply smacked the chubby man on the head: ”You fool! The stealth gear sent down is only usable for B-level players at most, did you think Divine Continent’s counter-surveillance wasn’t serious?”

”I was just saying.”

The chubby man opened the footage with grievances.

It barely captured a blurry image of a tall man’s half-face, looking both familiar and unfamiliar.

”This face... why does it feel like I’ve never seen it before? Is there such a character among A-tier players?”

The skinny man scratched his head hard, very puzzled, his right hand swiping through photos on the terminal, searching for a matching face.

”Think fast, who ran out in such a hurry... Hmm? What’s up with you, dazed or something? What’s with the random behavior spree?”

The skinny man looked aside at his companion, only to find the man’s plump body shaking violently.

His chubby cheeks quivering, upper and lower teeth chattering, his small eyes filled with terror.

”Bro... brother... we almost didn’t make it just now!” The chubby man’s trembling hoarse voice even carried a hint of a sob, ”Quick... help me... I’m scared... Legs are soft already...”

”Why are you acting crazy?” The skinny man held his brother with disdain, ”Who’s that to scare you into such a state? You’ve got two drops of pee about to come out! With this courage, how will you seize a merit opportunity?”

The chubby man said with a face full of terror, ”That was... that was the Violent Dragon! The one who merced the Grand Elder from afar! Can we handle such a person?”

”...Are you sure you’re talking about that Invincible Tyrannosaurus War God, the one we’ve been tailing for a year who hasn’t stepped out even once? The one who reduced the pollution in Divine Continent by five percent from a newbie checkpoint?”

”I... I am sure!”

”...”

”Damn, that scared me. Brother, what’s going on with you?”

”My legs are weak too...”

”So what do we do now...”

”Report immediately, then leave this place right away, head out of Imperial City, the farther the better.”

”I think I should change my pants first.”

...

Imperial City First People’s Hospital, Advanced Inpatient Department.

The heavily evil aura-infused Lu Wenwu ran into Director Ye at the entrance, who had just come over to do an overtime operation, preparing to head back to his dorm for a rest.

He looked much younger now; his gray hair had turned jet black and thick again, his spine straighter than before.

Ye Hongyuan looked nothing like sixty-something but rather like a man in his forties.

Thanks to Lu Wenwu’s previous help, three years later, Director Ye, who once held a chainsaw sword in one hand and a mountain-cracking axe in the other, slaughtering among the infected, had also become a C-level player.

Probably because he was always busy saving lives, Ye Hongyuan’s progress in player level and cultivation wasn’t fast.

But supported by the official, the old man wasn’t doing poorly among C-tier players, and was not far from C+.

Coincidentally, the surgery Liu Ming had three days ago was personally conducted by this skilled surgical director.

A transcendent personally treated him, plus the supplementary healing items from the dungeon mall, managed to bring back Liu Ming, who was then critically injured and dying, from the brink of death.

Lu Wenwu very nearly never saw this friend who frequently came for egg pancake support again.

After bumping into Lu Wenwu at the hospital entrance, the old man didn’t head back to his dorm, instead personally led him to the inpatient department, bypassing complicated visitation procedures.

In the intensive care unit, Lu Wenwu saw Liu Ming, covered with various tubes, connected to numerous devices and a ventilator.

He was out of life danger, conscious, but still physically weak.

Seeing Liu Ming’s miserable state, Lu Wenwu said nothing, immediately took out a box of top-grade healing potions and over a dozen top-grade healing pills and pushed open the door intending to feed them to Liu Ming.

But was swiftly stopped by Director Ye.

Ye Hongyuan scolded, ”You foolish boy, I know you have means, but shouldn’t you understand the principle of ’deficiency doesn’t tolerate supplements’? These are the top-grade potions for high-tier transcendents, pouring them down a weak ordinary person’s throat, do you want him to die faster? Also, curb the killing intent on you to not affect the patient’s recovery.”

Recognizing his mistake of a layman directing an expert, Lu Wenwu immediately corrected himself.

He took a deep breath, containing his evil qi invisibly, and asked in a low voice, ”Elder Ye, who exactly injured Xiaoming?”

Anger flashed beneath Ye Hongyuan’s glasses: ”Do you know about a cult called the Salvation Resistance Army?”