13: What a perfect and peaceful day

Tang Gao proactively chose to challenge again, but he didn't click the start button.

Instead, he lay in a void, resting, a smile on his lips, and a few tears welling up.

“Damn, I’m really tired.”

Previously, Tang Gao believed his willpower was excellent, but today, personally honing the Piercing Attack characteristic had worn him out completely.

After resting for a while, Tang Gao got up, looked at the start button in front of him, took a deep breath, felt his condition slowly recover, and his eyes became firm.

“Again!”

…

Tang Gao moved left and right, skillfully dodging all bullets, his eyes fixed on the Martial Warrior Captain, his peripheral vision locked on the muzzle.

The battle blade in his hand struck like lightning, beheading the Martial Warrior Captain just before he could draw his long blade.

This only took about one and a half seconds.

The attack speed of the other Cultivators was far inferior to that of the Martial Warrior Captain, requiring one second of preparation time to cast a Spell or activate Qi attacks.

“Left.”

Tang Gao took a step to the left to dodge an ice spike, while simultaneously swinging his blade to behead a nearby Battle Cultivator.

“Right.”

Tang Gao advanced two steps to the right, slightly tilted his head to dodge a direct thrust from a long spear, then swung his blade, unleashing a blade glow that grazed the long spear and split the Spear Cultivator in half, blood splattering.

Tang Gao’s eyes were calm; while dodging attacks, he delivered fatal blows, slaughtering all remaining enemies.

“Bang, sizzle…”

Behind him, the Martial Warrior Captain’s head had just landed, and a large amount of blood gushed from his neck, staining the ground behind Tang Gao, forming a large pool of blood that flowed to Tang Gao’s feet.

Tang Gao stood in the pool of blood, his eyes indifferent, his Heart-Nature having become strong and gentle, a kind of tempered confidence radiating from within, and the battle blade in his hand dripped with blood.

Tang Gao ignored the screams of the surrounding pedestrians, calmly opened his skill panel, saw that the evolution bar had reached its peak, and murmured, “It’s full.”

With the experience of the first success, the efficiency of accumulating for the second time was much higher, and the third evolution had also been completed.

Tang Gao looked at the pedestrians around him.

Pedestrians screamed and scattered, some stumbling into others in their haste, some fleeing on all fours, some tightly holding their loved ones as they ran, some pale with fright amidst the screams, frantically pulling out their phones to call the police…

After so many instances of Reincarnation, Tang Gao also discovered some mechanisms of the dungeon.

Only he could retain his strength improvements and memories.

The only thing enemies could retain was memory, and their state reset to the initial point.

Pedestrians wouldn’t even retain memories; they always remained in the initial state when the mission began.

This meant that if he was ruthless enough and continued to hone himself, like sharpening a sword for ten years, he would eventually become an supreme expert.

However.

This was a torment.

Unless necessary, a completely unnecessary torment.

Tang Gao enjoyed progress, but he also knew that with his current Heart-Nature, he wouldn’t last long in this Reincarnation.

Tang Gao knew he was approaching his limit.

After evolving [Piercing Attack], [Speed], and [Attack], he had already neared the limit of his Heart-Nature.

If he continued to endure, he probably only had room for a little less than a thousand more times.

He couldn’t continue honing like this for thousands more times.

His Heart-Nature was still a bit weak.

Tang Gao felt a slight regret.

At the same time, after so many battles, Tang Gao was also very confident, even knowing that he no longer needed to evolve Defense; he only needed to stack Attack.

Defense was for mistakes.

As long as he didn’t make a mistake, it would be fine.

It was a very simple matter; there wouldn't be a single mistake.

Tang Gao calmly chose to challenge again: “One more time.”

After this dungeon ends, I’ll go home for dinner.

…

The Martial Warrior Captain lay in a pool of blood, his eyes hollow as he watched his teammates fall one by one, wondering how many more times this Reincarnation would occur.

Perhaps, Hell was nothing more than this.

The Martial Warrior Captain’s consciousness plunged into darkness, knowing his teammates would soon join him.

Tang Gao swung his blade, flicking the blood off the blade onto the ground, scattering a spray of blood droplets.

He slowly walked to the back of the transport vehicle.

Tang Gao knocked on the transport vehicle’s door, found no sound inside, felt slightly strange, used the tip of his blade to pick up the key from the waist of a corpse on the ground, inserted the key, and opened the door.

After an unknown number of Reincarnations, the Blood Rage Servant inside the transport vehicle no longer forcibly broke out of the vehicle.

Previously, Tang Gao was busy training his skills and had no time to concern himself with the Blood Rage Servant’s situation.

The door opened, and rays of sunlight streamed through the gap, falling upon the Blood Rage Servant inside the vehicle.

The Blood Rage Servant was curled up in the corner, exuding an aura of reclusion.

Feeling the warmth of the sunlight on him, he raised his eyes in surprise and shock, looking at the square-faced Cultivator standing in front of the back door of the vehicle.

He had tried countless times to break out of the vehicle, but the entire world would reset, and he would always return here, no matter how many times he tried, he would be trapped in the back compartment, unable to move.

The Blood Rage Servant despaired, completely lying flat in the back compartment, suspecting this was some strange Spell from those evil Cultivators of the Three-Leaf Clover Group.

Tang Gao watched him curled up in the corner, his face calm as he swung his blade down.

“Pfft!”

The Blood Rage Servant’s startled and shocked head rolled out of the back compartment, rolling to Tang Gao’s feet, and blood also flowed out of the back compartment, staining Tang Gao’s shoes and forming a new pool of blood on the ground.

Tang Gao tilted his head slightly, somewhat surprised, yet feeling it was within reason.

“Huh? Killed in one go?”

Tang Gao’s somewhat tired brain churned, and he suddenly recalled, realizing, “Oh… the combined strength of these guardians is stronger than him.”

If the Martial Warrior Captain hadn’t been caught off guard and instantly killed by a sneak attack, he probably would have had a way to suppress the Blood Rage Servant; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been chosen as the captain.

These Cultivators were weak in Defense, but should have strengths in Attack.

The Martial Warrior Captain lying on the ground, he should be a Tier 2, right?

Never mind, it’s not important; I’ve killed him thousands of times already.

There’s no challenge at all.

Tang Gao opened the System panel, intending to submit his score, but his finger paused above the option.

He looked down at his blood-stained shoes, slightly lifted them, then put them down; the shoes in the pool of blood looked very unsightly.

“Forget it, I’ll get a perfect rating before I withdraw.”

His obsessive-compulsive disorder couldn’t stand it; if he could get a perfect rating, he had to get a perfect rating.

Tang Gao chose [Challenge Again].

…

Tang Gao easily killed the Blood Rage Servant through the transport vehicle, pulled out his blood-soaked battle blade, flicked the blood onto the ground, used the tip of his blade to pick up the phone from the corpse, and calmly dialed the local police number:

“Hello, Guardian? I’m reporting that Sanye Group conducted illegal live human experiments and transported an out-of-control Blood Rage Servant to Liang City Commercial Street here.

It’s okay, it’s okay, I’ve already killed him.

What? You’re asking how I know he was out of control?

Oh, I killed all of them, that’s how I know.

What? You want me to wait here for you to arrive?

No, no, I still have to go home for dinner, you can handle it yourselves.”

Tang Gao didn’t hang up the phone; he threw it on the corpse, wiped the battle blade clean on the corpse’s clothes, then returned it to his waist.

The surrounding pedestrians stared blankly at the scene before them.

In their eyes, this square-faced Cultivator suddenly went berserk and charged, killing eight Martial Warrior Captains in a blink of an eye, and even piercing someone inside the transport vehicle through its armor.

The entire process didn’t even exceed three seconds.

The next second.

Screams echoed throughout the entire Commercial Street.

Tang Gao listened to the familiar screams, looked at the safe and sound crowd, smiled calmly, and chose [Submit Score].

What a perfect and peaceful day.