Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

According to Director Ye’s account, Lu Wenwu quickly understood the whole process of Liu Ming’s attack.

Three days ago, Liu Ming made a routine visit to Lu Wenwu’s home.

He restocked Xiaobao’s dried fish supply, disposed of the garbage collected by the cleaning robot, and seeing that Lu Wenwu hadn’t returned from the dungeon, he decided to head back to headquarters to continue working.

Unexpectedly, halfway back, he was suddenly ambushed by two low-tier Transcendents.

The opponents weren’t strong, merely equivalent to D-level.

They weren’t players but low-tier Transcendents cultivated by the Salvation Resistance Army.

This organization staunchly opposed the dungeon system, always dedicated to cultivating Transcendents through traditional means.

But there’s no denying, the results through traditional cultivation methods are notably slow.

The kind of power a player gains after a few dungeon runs might take a conventional cultivator ten to twenty years of hard training, or even decades if they lack talent.

As such, these Salvation Resistance Army folks are purely hypocritical.

They mouth off about how bad the dungeon system is, while still using the system’s power to grow stronger.

Initially, the two who came to attack weren’t planning a terror attack to assassinate civil servants of the Divine Continent.

They intended to capture Liu Ming and use him as a breakthrough to interrogate Lu Wenwu’s precise address.

But little did they expect, Liu Ming was surprisingly strong, finding cover on the spot and drawing his gun to fire.

Though he was a desk worker, he was also an excellent agent of the Player Administration Bureau, definitely outstanding among ordinary people.

Using his firearms and other agent equipment, Liu Ming leveraged the terrain advantage and firepower suppression to withstand the first wave of forced capture.

Then, the attackers, realizing a forceful capture was futile, pulled out a large-power item without hesitation.

It could kill all low-tier organisms in range within a short time, including themselves!

If Liu Ming hadn’t pulled out the Secret Silver Cross gifted by Lu Wenwu in a critical moment, his soul would undoubtedly have been taken by the Salvation Resistance Army for soul searching!

Outside the intensive care unit, Lu Wenwu remained silent, the evil qi around him growing thicker.

Though not a breath leaked out, Ye Hongyuan could clearly feel the temperature here getting colder.

It was a kind of sinister and icy coldness from the heart, as if standing in an ice cave during the freezing winter.

"Salvation Resistance Army..." Lu Wenwu’s lips suddenly curled slightly, the smile increasingly evil, "I didn’t go looking for you, yet you come to provoke me..."

Ye Hongyuan’s expression was solemn, speaking in a deep voice: "Don’t do anything impulsive. The Salvation Resistance Army isn’t as simple as you think. You might not even know, they’ve been looking for you for a year now, considering you a thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh."

"Supposedly, one of their big shots fell because of you. I don’t know the specific details, but it’s definitely true. Unless necessary, I suggest you don’t even leave the neighborhood."

Lu Wenwu patted Director Ye’s arm, leaving a sentence before turning to leave.

"Don’t worry, I won’t be impulsive."

Watching his menacing back, Ye Hongyuan couldn’t shake the feeling the young man was fooling him.

Heaved a long sigh, he used the terminal on his wrist to dial the Player Administration Bureau’s number.

Outside the Imperial City First People’s Hospital, Lu Wenwu took out the World-Saving Resistance Army True Disciple Token he got from a lucky draw, along with Liu Xun’s plaque.

As the Soul Power surged from within, Lu Wenwu drew the Soul Hook from the void with his right hand.

The sharp spearhead stabbed fiercely, piercing both items together.

Suddenly, Liu Xun’s soul, which had been dissipated in the dungeon, appeared abruptly.

It was merely a phantom triggered by soul essence, not even a residual soul.

Yet it was this phantom that instantaneously activated the True Disciple Token, long since lost its effect.

An address coordinate surfaced in Lu Wenwu’s mind, and the plaque and token shattered.

"Hidden outside the Imperial Capital Safety Zone... Setting up a secret base under the lamp, playing in the dark?"

Lu Wenwu licked his lips, about to leave when he suddenly saw a shadow quickly running from afar.

Upon a closer look, it turned out to be Mao Mao!

"Why aren’t you sleeping at home?" Lu Wenwu squatted down, scratching its dog’s head.

Mao Mao grinned cutely, wagging its tail and saying: "Feeling that the master might need Mao Mao’s help, woof!"

"Haha... Just in time."

Lu Wenwu noticed several figures rushing toward him, and his smile grew wider.

When he stood up, Mao Mao had already vanished without a trace, transforming into a bewitching Fire Totem of Huodou.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a figure like a flaming comet shot up from the ground, making a brief change in direction mid-air, then dashed towards the exterior of the Imperial Capital Safety Zone at terrifying speed.

The few people who were charging towards Lu Wenwu stood there dumbfounded, looking up at the sky.

Judging from their uniformed clothing and badges, they were officials.

One couldn’t help but murmur to himself: "The higher-ups must really think highly of us. Can we few brothers stop such speed?"

"The higher-ups never intended to stop him." The squad leader glanced at him, "Otherwise, do you think the Guardian Array is stopped or blind? Let alone this level, even an S-tier Peak Powerhouse would be suppressed by the array’s power."

"Didn’t intend to stop?" Another team member looked perplexed, "But isn’t this the guy we’re supposed to focus on observing and protecting? Never mind if we brothers can protect this master, doesn’t it seem like he’s planning to leave the Safe Zone, and the higher-ups are worried about those rebel bastards sniping him halfway?"