Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

"you are very funny."

Standing two steps ahead of Chen Mo, Heathcliff slowly smiled on his solemn face.

But looking at the smile on his face, Chen Mo's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Had he already found out?

own true identity...

"What... what's interesting?" Although he vaguely sensed that Heathcliff might already know something, Chen Mo still bit the bullet and pretended to be stupid: "Mr. Heathcliff, what are you talking about? I don't understand .”

"Hehe...it's nothing."

Heathcliff still had that weird smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes.

And Chen Mo was sure that Heathcliff would not be able to reveal his identity in full view, at least not yet, so he stared back without flinching.

After staring at Chen Mo for a moment, Heathcliff suddenly put away his smile, turned around without saying a word, squeezed out of the crowd, and left the arena.

Just as he was leaving, a message signed by GM was sent to Chen Mo's personal mailbox.

【This is my playground, since you come in, you have to abide by the rules I set】

Taking a quick glance at the content of the message, Chen Mo couldn't help but secretly sighed.

Sure enough, it was discovered...

But thinking about it is also true, how could a freak-level genius scientist like Akihiko Kayaba not know that a bug was mixed into the game he developed?

But thinking about it this way, he became more interested in Shenying's technical department.

What kind of talent is it that can cheat in SAO...

And when Chen Mo was thinking, seeing him standing motionless on the spot, Yuna leaned half of her body out from behind him, tilted her head and asked, "What did Mr. Heathcliff ask you for just now?"

"It's nothing, it's just some unimportant things... let's go."

Shaking his head, Chen Mo didn't answer Yuna's question directly. Chen Mo raised his foot and walked out of the arena. At the same time, his right hand flashed in front of his eyes as if inadvertently, and deleted the message from the game GM.

Chapter 23 After all, the old man is not a devil

The second day of the PK between Kirito and Heathcliff.

Outside the wilderness on the fifth floor, on the plain made of yellow sand and gravel, two figures were galloping towards the labyrinth area.

Asuna stared at the back of the black-clothed figure leading the way in front of her, and Asuna's eyes were a little complicated.

As a player in the strategy group, and one of the best, she also has the title of [Flash], and even Kirito's speed value can't match her, but the black-clothed sword in front of her has only met a few times. He is a soldier, but he can easily throw her behind.

And not only that, but there was another thing that made her more concerned...

"Mr. Chen Mo."

After running behind the other party for a while, Asuna finally couldn't help asking: "You said Kirito-kun would be in danger, but he should be leveling up in the labyrinth area with Godfrey and the others right now." , The labyrinth area on the 55th floor is not difficult for them... I don't know what the danger you are talking about is going on?"

Hearing the inquiry from behind, Chen Mo turned his head slightly to look at Asuna who was full of doubts, then turned his head, and kept saying: "It's not because of the labyrinth area, the specific situation is a bit complicated, anyway you and Just come here..."

In the original book, Kirito was attacked on the fifth floor and almost died at the hands of a criminal player named Kladiel. Although the entire SAO plot has changed because of him, it is always good to be safe.

Although Asuna was not satisfied with Chen Mo's vague explanation, since Chen Mo didn't want to say anything, she really couldn't force her to ask anything, so she could only frown slightly and follow behind him.

The black coat made a loud cracking sound in the wind, and two figures, one black and one red, crossed the plain, and finally stopped in front of the maze of tall gray rocks.

"walk into."

As soon as he stopped, Chen Mo raised his head and stared at the direction of his eyes, and then rushed into the canyon in front of the entrance of the maze again.

"Hey...Mr. Chen Mo...don't run so fast...I'm going to lose track!"

Just as Asuna stopped, before she had time to catch her breath, she saw Chen Mo start running again, and immediately yelled a few times with a bitter face. At the same time, she didn't care about rest, and quickly followed Chen Mo's back.

Although he heard Asuna's shout, the speed under Chen Mo's feet still did not slow down.

In the original book, Tongren was killed at noon, but now it happens to be noon.

Hurry up... go faster...

Looking around in the canyon, Chen Mo kept speeding up his pace, and his figure almost pulled out a black afterimage. Finally, he found Tongren in the middle of the canyon.

At the moment in front of Kirito, there is another man.

Wearing a red and white KOB guild uniform, his face is full of distorted joyful expressions, and the player's logo has also turned blood red. In his hand, a long sword is piercing into Kirito's arm, and he is constantly stirring vigorously like torture.

Fortunately, we caught up!

After witnessing this scene, Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly pulled out the equipment column list in his hand, and a gray dagger appeared in his hand amidst the silver light flashing.

Although he didn't deliberately learn any throwing skills, Chen Mo still threw the short sword in his hand by virtue of the brute force of a high-level player and the hand-eye coordination ability brought about by long-term training in sword skills.

"call out--"

There was a sharp piercing sound, and a black light flashed. After penetrating through the entire canyon, it accurately pierced into the vest of Klatir, causing the blood bar on the top of his head to drop suddenly.

Almost at the same time, Klatir, who was attacked, and Kirito, who was lying on the ground in a paralyzed state, both turned their eyes to the direction where the dagger was flying.

The eyes of the former showed the cold and crazy look after a good thing was disturbed, while the eyes of the latter flashed a light called hope.

Under the completely different gazes of the two, the black-clothed swordsman who threw the dagger in the distance slowed down, and then a red and white figure quickly passed by him, rushing towards him like a gust of wind.