What Are These Prices!

"That was a precise shot."

A somewhat thin and scholarly middle-aged man squatted beside the incinerator, using a hand covered in a pure white glove to push aside blood-soaked hair, looking at the bullet hole that had accurately pierced the center of the eyebrows.

"That new kid seems to be a talent-type sniper. His shooting scores are all excellent."

Beside him, a pot-bellied man with rough skin, wearing a shirt and brown suspender jeans, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"Weina, was it a gun you used the first time you killed someone?"

Smith didn't turn around but asked softly.

"Yes," Weina took a deep drag from his cigarette, the red glow climbing up the pure white cigarette stick, and smoke billowed from his nose. "It was my first mission, and I encountered a contaminated lunatic."

"How many shots did you fire?"

"Eight shots. The first seven didn't hit vital points. The last shot shattered the guy's head."

"But this kid only used one shot," Smith twisted the corpse's head again, looking at the shattered back of the skull. Fine, pure white mycelium threads were wriggling within the broken skull.

"If he doesn't have some experience we don't know about, then he's a born hunter."

He slowly turned around, threw the blood-stained white glove in his hand onto the corpse, and pressed the red button beside it.

Then he walked towards the small exit door nearby.

The stretcher beneath the corpse began to move, slowly tipping the corpse into a large silver pipe. This pipe was connected to the fiercely burning incinerator behind it.

The corpse seemed to sense the aura of destruction, and its body trembled.

Immediately after, its bent head slowly straightened.

Its shoulders twitched, like someone having a seizure.

"Who are you going to assign Mu Xiu's case to?"

Weina watched Smith turn and walk out, exhaling smoke as he followed behind him.

"Selina and that kid, I guess. After all, they found the clue, and this case happens to be in the overlapping area of field work and criminal investigation."

Smith answered casually.

As he spoke, he had already walked out of the small door, and the pot-bellied Weina also reached the doorway.

The corpse, slowly sliding towards the metal pipe, suddenly trembled violently. Its shoulders contracted, and the head hanging from its neck abruptly sat up.

Bang—

A booming gunshot exploded immediately after.

The scorching bullet accurately pierced the corpse's neck. The strong force caused the corpse to rapidly fall backward, sliding into the silver pipe.

Click—

The pipe's gate suddenly closed, and surging flames swallowed everything.

"So what the hell was that thing?"

Weina put away his pistol, unable to help but curse.

"The mycelium of the 'Ghost Mushroom'," Smith said, walking ahead without turning his head. "It tempts creatures in the Wilderness to eat it, and then uses the flesh and blood of these gluttons as a breeding ground to reproduce new 'Ghost Mushrooms'.

After completely devouring the host, it will use its mycelium to replace the muscles, controlling the corpses of these poor people to enter their groups, attracting more of their kind to devour the 'Ghost Mushrooms' that have grown on him.

This guy is relatively lucky; he died before being completely devoured. In the final stage of being parasitized by the 'Ghost Mushroom', he wouldn't want to be alive."

"These Wilderness wanderers really have everything on them."

Weina took a deep drag on his cigarette.

"But they are also human."

Smith suddenly said.

Weina fell silent, and the two gradually walked away.

A gate lowered from above, sealing the small door. The metal nameplate on the door reflected a faint cold light under the lamp.

[Incineration Room (Contaminated Mutation Type)]

He Ao and Selina waited quietly in the special office of the Field Operations Department on the third underground floor.

"Feeling better?"

Selina looked at He Ao, who was lost in thought. She thought He Ao was still caught in the aftermath of his first kill and hadn't come out of it.

But this kind of thing couldn't be solved by persuasion. If He Ao continued like this, she would have to consider arranging psychological counseling for him.

Hearing Selina's concern, He Ao moved his gaze away from the character attribute panel and smiled at Selina, "Much better."

He hadn't had time to check his character attributes until now. Finally, he had time to open it and take a look. As he expected, after entering the instance world, the character attribute panel had changed.

[He Ao (Ander)]

[Authority Level: Normal Player]

[Physical Fitness: 15 (13) (Normal person in instance world is 10, normal person in main world is 5)]

[Skills: Talent Sequence 272: Super Memory (Soul Bound) (F-rank)]

[Mechanical Modification: None]

[Martial Arts: Qi Induction (F-rank) (Cannot be used)]

[Character Ability: Basic Firearms Mastery]

Ander's name appeared after He Ao's name. The original 15 for Physical Fitness turned gray, while the 13 in parentheses turned yellow. This 13 should be Ander's physical fitness.

The skills remained unchanged. Super Memory was soul-bound, and He Ao could still use it. The Martial Arts Qi Induction turned gray, with the note 'Cannot be used' next to it.

Below Martial Arts, a new section was added, [Character Ability]. It seemed to refer to the character's strongest ability or an ability that had reached a certain standard.

Ander's ability was 'Basic Firearms Mastery'.

Ander's marksmanship was indeed excellent, and He Ao expressed his approval.

Who, when playing shooting games, hasn't fantasized about having divine marksmanship that could land headshots with every shot without cheating?

Anyway, He Ao really liked this ability.

"Are you really okay?"

As he was thinking, Selina's question came from his ear again.

He Ao looked at this beautiful and serious blonde older sister. In fact, they were just simple superior-subordinate relationship. She didn't have to be so concerned about a subordinate. She only needed the subordinate to successfully complete the mission.

This is a good person.

During the novice mission, He Ao knew that Selina was a somewhat stubborn good person.

This could also be seen from the fact that when she was performing the mission just now, she only disabled the resistance of those Wilderness wanderers and did not directly kill them.

So He Ao closed the character attribute panel and answered Selina seriously, "There's really nothing wrong. If there's really something wrong, it's that it still hurts a little below my chest."

That was where he was pierced by a steel rod when the airship that 'Ander' was on was attacked. He Ao was pulled out of the hospital by Selina too quickly, and some places hadn't fully healed.

"Then you won't hurt anymore immediately," Hearing this, Selina smiled instead. She pointed to the silver bracelet He Ao was wearing on his hand, "It's almost time."

"Hmm?"

He Ao was a little confused when the bracelet suddenly vibrated. He raised his hand.

He didn't know how to operate the bracelet, but it didn't matter. At this time, as long as he relaxed and didn't think about anything, Ander's body memory would skillfully unlock the bracelet.

Some operations actually don't require the brain, just like no matter how complicated the alarm clock closing method on a mobile phone is set, people can always complete the entire operation of closing the alarm clock while asleep.

However, the operation mode of this bracelet was also quite simple. After He Ao verified his iris and unlocked the bracelet, a message popped up directly and was projected onto the back of his hand.

But the projected text was not very clear.

"Here, try this." Selina handed him an ultra-thin silver pair of glasses.

After He Ao put on the glasses, the subtitles on the bracelet instantly disappeared, and clear and accurate information appeared on the glasses.

The header of this message directly made He Ao's body stiffen.

[Thank you for using the services of Huiermei Medical Group. Your total medical bill for this time is 435791.73 Federation currency. The detailed cost list is as follows:]

[Surgery fee: ...]

[Anesthesiologist: ...]

[Assistant Doctor: ...]

...

Oh no, it's the feeling of a heart attack.

He Ao no longer had time to look at the detailed bill. After all, his weekly salary was only eight hundred Federation currency, and his monthly salary was no more than three thousand six at most. And he had a surgery that cost four hundred and thirty thousand Federation currency?

What kind of prices are in this dungeon world! Damn it!

He suddenly felt that his wound no longer hurt.