Kieran couldn't help but shake his head when he saw the room, which was only big enough to fit a single bed, and he had to turn his body to get through the corridor.
He didn't want to stay a second longer.
The floor was rotten, and even though Kieran was moving carefully, his steps would squeak.
There were no windows in the room, and the mattress on the bed had a damp, moldy smell.
The only source of light in the room was an oil lamp that extended from the wooden wall. However, the oil had long since burned out, leaving only a dry wick.
Grabbing his backpack from the bedside, Kieran checked the room again, and after making sure there wasn't any valuable information, he turned around and walked out.
The dark, narrow corridor was only lit by an oil lamp at the entrance.
The stench of feces and the stench of not being cleaned for a long time filled the air. A few drunk men were lying on the corridor, snoring loudly. Both sides of the room were lined up in rows, and drunken curses and sharp screams sounded like shrews because of the price discrepancy.
The drunkards, who had been awakened, let out one or two loud jeers of derision, and then went back to sleep.
They didn't care where they were lying, and they didn't care about their surroundings.
"A man defeated by despair."
Kieran commented in his heart as he carefully walked past the drunkards' feet.
He wouldn't lower his guard just because they acted harmless.
He wouldn't trample on their pride just because of the lifestyle they chose.
When he walked past the last drunkard, Kieran was already standing at the entrance to the surface. A light breeze blew at his face, slightly dispersing the stench in the corridor.
Kieran couldn't help but quicken his steps.
Right at that moment, the last drunkard that Kieran walked past suddenly jumped up. The dagger in his hand flashed with a cold glare, and it was aimed at Kieran's back.
It wasn't just sudden, it was extremely fast.
However, for Kieran, who never let his guard down, such an ambush wasn't enough.
Kieran didn't even have the intention to dodge, he launched a kick behind him.
When the dagger was still quite a distance away from him, Kieran's foot had already landed on his opponent's chest.
Crack!
The attacker's chest visibly caved in, and his entire body flew backwards.
However, the moment the attacker's feet left the ground, Kieran turned around and grabbed the attacker's arm, pulling him back and gently placing him on the ground.
Kieran would not show any mercy to his enemies. Otherwise, he would not have killed them with a single strike.
Kieran did this simply because he didn't want to alarm the people around him.
After a quick search of the assailant's body, Kieran's expression turned grave.
Other than the dagger, he had nothing else on him. Thinking back to the timing that he had grasped earlier … he was a professional!
"Because of Herbert?"
Kieran's eyes flashed.
This was the only possibility he could think of.
Herbert, who pretended to have amnesia, was under the government's supervision. Kieran was attacked the moment he entered the dungeon world. Although the attacker wasn't strong, it was enough to say that he was in a bad situation.
When the thought came into his mind, Kieran didn't hesitate anymore and quickly walked up to the surface.
Compared to the foul stench underground, the environment above ground was a lot better.
Although there weren't many decorations, it was still considered clean. There was also a counter full of keys, telling Kieran that he was in a hotel.
Of course, it was the cheapest kind.
The waiter or owner of the hotel was sleeping soundly on top of the counter.
Kieran didn't startle the waiter and quietly walked out of the hotel.
However, before Kieran could size up his surroundings in the shadows and confirm where he was, a team of 10 appeared further away.
They had the same uniform and weapons, even when they were running, they gave off a sense of uniformity.
"The army!"
With a single glance, Kieran knew the identity of the team.
At the same time, he also had a general idea of the purpose of the team: they were here for him!
What happened next proved Kieran's guess.
The team quickly reached the front of the hotel. Three of them stayed outside and the rest rushed in.
After a while, the men who rushed in carried the body of the attacker out.
They didn't carry the body casually, instead, they made a simple stretcher out of a bed sheet and covered the body with a blanket.
It seemed like the attacker was in cahoots with the team.
Only in this way could the corpse of the assailant enjoy such treatment.
It seemed like the leader of the team waved his hand at the three men who stayed behind and the whole team gathered and left quickly.
Throughout the whole process, there wasn't a single extra word spoken, using hand gestures instead of voice.
Elite!
Kieran's heart skipped a beat.
Although the strength of these men wasn't worth mentioning in Kieran's point of view, the forces that they represented were not to be underestimated by Kieran.
What did the elite army represent?
The country!
Even though his strength had grown even stronger, Kieran wouldn't be arrogant enough to fight a country alone!
Especially when he was up against a country that was already starting to develop firearms.
Imagining hundreds and thousands of cannons firing at the same time, Kieran couldn't help but furrow his brows.
He had a feeling that the situation was much worse than he thought.
The only thing that made Kieran feel fortunate was that he was still in Herl City.
The plan that he had before entering the dungeon world wouldn't go to waste because of an unfamiliar city.
"Hope it's not the worst kind!"
Kieran muttered in his heart as he looked at the familiar clock tower further away. Then, he quickly headed towards a certain direction according to his plan.
…
A famous person once said that when something could turn for the better or the worse, the final result would always be the worst.
That was exactly what Kieran was facing at the moment.
When he saw a group of fully armed men in uniform standing in front of the Herl City police station, Kieran halted his steps.
The uniform was something that Kieran had seen before, so he was very familiar with it.
"The army has taken over the police station?"
The outcome before his eyes made Kieran squint his eyes.
His initial plan was to look for the new chief officer in Roshen and ask about Herbert and the others.
However, given the current situation, it was questionable whether the new chief officer was still safe or not, let alone asking for information.
After all, the army should be coming for him because of Herbert.
As long as one wasn't ill-informed, they would know about his relationship with the new chief officer.
Judging from the army's style, for the sake of safety, locking up the new chief officer would be unavoidable.
It was already the best case scenario for Kieran.
If the commander of the army was a ruthless bastard, the new chief officer would have lost his life.
His initial plan would no longer work.
Kieran quickly adjusted his plan.
Before entering the dungeon world, Kieran had prepared an emergency plan just in case.
However, before Kieran made his move, a group of men appeared in front of the station.
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