Jackals Are Predators, Aren't They?

"Ha! A mere Otto is worth all this apprehension? Gray Serpent, you're really getting old! Unlike me, I'm forever young and confident!"

The Jackal made an arrogant and domineering comment to his colleague without any politeness.

"As expected, the only one who can support the Stigmata Project and assist the Venerable Lord in accomplishing his great cause is still me, Lord Cleo!"

The confident Jackal issued action orders to his subordinate, Catherine, the director of the British Museum, and made a few small requests.

She then put down her phone and continued searching around the lab.

"Stan? Stan, where have you been? Did you go wandering around somewhere again?"

Meow~

The Jackal, feeling troubled and somewhat impatient, suddenly heard a familiar meow. He turned around abruptly and saw the silhouette of a kitten leisurely wagging its tail, standing in the shadows of the corner of the wall.

"Whoa! So this is where you were. Where did you run off to? Never mind, this time I can use you. Don't wander off. I'll take you to teach those Schicksal Valkyrie a lesson!"

The Jackal crouched down, picked up the cat, and walked deeper into the laboratory.

Through the dim, multicolored light, one could see that the narrow space of the laboratory was filled with neatly arranged glass liquid experimental chambers. Various chillingly twisted bodies floated within them, occasionally trembling eerily, creating a truly terrifying scene.

After receiving the order, the Raven rushed to the London city day and night.

There's no other way; the money's been paid, so efficiency has to be improved, otherwise it wouldn't be fair to Gray Serpent for the price they offered!

With her long, slender, and curvaceous thighs, graceful waist, and a large, well-proportioned chest, the young girl, dressed in casual trousers and a long-sleeved shirt, and wearing black-rimmed glasses, attracted a flurry of admiring glances as soon as she stepped out of the airport.

However, the Raven is not proud of its appearance, especially during missions, where its striking beauty often becomes a burden rather than a help.

"Hey, little crow, I'm here~~"

"Huh? Miss Hu... Li, you actually came to pick me up in person?"

"Fox my foot! I just got here too, I was just waiting for you. Who do you think you are? You want me to pick you up? Go ask around at the key duplication shops on the street, do you think you're worthy?"

"... Okay, it's definitely him. Let's go."

For the sake of money, the Raven tolerated the Jackal's foul mouth.

This old woman has a history of never saying anything nice.

The Jackal curled its lip in disinterest, summoned the driver, and left the airport.

They arrived at the safe house that had been prepared in advance.

Raven immediately put down the suitcase, pried open the combination lock on the surface, and found a high-tech fingerprint, iris, and voiceprint lock inside. After a series of unlocking procedures, a futuristic-looking black gun lay horizontally inside the open suitcase.

"Oh? You even brought out the Seven Thunders of Sin Cleansing? It seems Gray Serpent is truly terrified!"

The Jackal, with one hand on the Raven's shoulder, stood behind her and calmly began to bite into an apple.

Raven rolled its eyes inwardly.

"It's for safety purposes. It's best not to fire if possible, otherwise it will need to be repaired again."

"I'll be the one doing the repairs, so what are you worrying about? Listen to me, if you get to see that little Otto this time, just blow his head off and be done with it!"

"Thank you! To assassinate the Archbishop of Schicksal on Schicksal's own territory? Do you think this is North America, Otto is named Kennedy?"

"Tch! This is boring!"

The Jackal curled its lip in disapproval.

Of course, she also understood how dangerous this was, and that the guy couldn't be killed with a single shot. Once one clone was gone, a new one would appear, just like the Gray Serpent.

Therefore, the Seven Thunders of Sin Cleansing are really just a safety net; you don't need to use them unless absolutely necessary.

But Jackal was confident that he could handle everything, and that it wouldn't come to that!

Raven closed the suitcase and said:

So what's your plan?

"I've just fooled those fools with Schicksal all day long. What kind of plan do I need? You're superfluous. Just obediently serve me tea and water, watch me operate, and then we'll all leave together!"

"I hope so. I can't wait for it to end peacefully!"

"Ha! Trust me, Jackal! When have I ever failed? Besides, I brought some useful tools with me this time, and it's currently gathering information smoothly!"

The Jackal patted its chest with a smug look on its face.

The Raven blinked, looking confused.

"It?"

"You'll see it soon. Before that, go prepare two dinners for me, one for me and one for the cat!"

"...OK."

The boss is the one who pays, and Gray Serpent is in cahoots with Jackal, so Raven can give him face.

Hopefully, the Jackal won't be like those children, unwilling to eat the food they've cooked!

The Raven, somewhat resentful, went into the kitchen.

Jackal then took out a locator, wanting to check Stan's location.

"Huh? It's broken? How come it's located next to me?"

Meow~~~

The Jackal turned its head and saw the outline of the cat appear in the shadowy corner of the room.

"Hey? You finished investigating so quickly? Speaking of which, this meow sounds different from before, soft and quite pleasant. If it's always like this, I'll double your cat food!"

The Jackal said with a smile, squatted down, and watched the kitten walk gracefully towards him step by step.

Meow~~~

The kitten made a soft, adorable meow again, unlike before.

The Jackal smirked and, without any suspicion, reached out to stroke the cat's ears.

Stan also obediently rubbed his hand against her palm, bringing a pleasant and comfortable feeling.

After a while, the Jackal stretched out his hand with satisfaction, but suddenly his smile froze.

"What is this thing?"

A sliver of red light appeared on her retracted palm. Upon closer inspection, it was a transparent red gemstone, but it also had a strange melting appearance, as if it were seeping into her palm.

"This is..."

The Jackal murmured something, and before it could even think, it collapsed weakly to the ground.

In the kitchen, the Raven, who was cooking soup, twitched its ears and then rushed to the door, cautiously peeking out to observe the activity in the living room.

But then they saw the Jackal lying on the ground, holding a small gray cat with black paws in his hands, teasing it happily and laughing joyfully.

"So she was just playing with the cat? No wonder there was a sudden thud... So, the helper she was talking about was this cat?"

He truly is a mad scientist!

The Raven shook its head helplessly and went back to making soup.

Chapter 126 Are Jackal predators?

Jackal, whose real Cleo, is a naturally beautiful, brown-skinned woman born in Mesopotamia. A scientist in the traditional sense, she is indifferent to life, arrogant, and cruel. Now, as she hoped, she has taken on a truly revolutionary mission:

—To fight for Anqi's interests for the rest of my life!

Stan, outwardly a cold yet adorable gray-furred long-tailed cat, is actually a Fusion Warrior cat with a story of bloodshed, hatred, and passion. Now, it has a powerful and mysterious new identity that it has always desired:

—The cunning, dangerous, and all-pervasive Thousand-Person Ruler!

This is truly a win-win situation for everyone.

At least that's what Anqi truly thinks!

In the stillness of the night, the cat lay lazily on the sofa, gently swaying its long black tail. Its languid and harmless posture made one want to get close to it.

At the same time, the beautiful woman with brown skin gently removed her clothes, and in front of the bright full-length mirror, her cold and awe-inspiring golden eyes were filled with a satisfied smile.

"Hmm! So this is what it looks like? It's even more likable than I expected!"

The Jackal's hands moved from her thighs to her rounded legs, then slid over her undulating waist, and finally to the enormous treasure chest. The silky, warm feel of his hands made her reluctant to let go.

She twisted her waist slightly, and her nearly hip-length brown curly hair swayed, revealing glimpses of her beautiful, mouthwatering skin on her back. Combined with her charming yet slightly dangerously confident smile, it was truly intoxicating.

"Holy crap! You have this hobby?"

Raven came downstairs carrying a change of clothes. Her revealing outfit, consisting of only underwear, clearly showcased the allure of her beautiful body under the indoor lights.

For a moment, the snow-white and brown skin complemented each other, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

Then the Jackal glanced sideways, tossed his long, curly hair aside, and said arrogantly:

"My beauty goes hand in hand with my wisdom! There is not a single part of this perfect body that I should be ashamed of!"

The Jackal even boldly opened its arms, displaying everything to the Raven with a calm yet arrogant smile.

Forced by this inexplicable aura, the Raven instinctively took a step back.

"As long as you're happy."

"Hmph! Shame is nothing but a foolish concept that humans have created for themselves. Being bound by such a thing shows that you are nothing more than a woman!"

"You're so brave, what if a man sees you like that?"

"Gouge out his eyes, crush his brains! Grind him to dust! Let him vanish into nothingness!"

The Jackal raised his delicate fist and said matter-of-factly.

The Raven was speechless for a moment, then rolled its eyes and said:

"Alright, alright, you can continue enjoying it. I agreed to take a shower first, so I won't keep you company."

The Raven went into the bathroom.

After removing the last two pieces of armor, Raven stood in the hot shower and let out a long breath.

Then, she couldn't help but weigh her things in her hand, and frowned, saying:

"Really? He seems... a little older than me?"

A subtle sense of frustration arose in my heart.

However, Raven was a seasoned veteran with strong willpower and confidence. He quickly put aside his minor concerns and instead focused on analyzing the Jackal.

"Narcissism isn't really a big problem. In fact, it's normal for arrogant people to be narcissistic, since they can't stand others and can only like themselves. But exhibitionism is no good—hmm, I need to keep an eye on it in the future. Those little guys can't have similar weird habits, or they won't be able to make friends in the future."

Raven naturally shifted the focus from personality analysis to education. She had no choice; she didn't have any friends with education backgrounds, and she had to figure out how to educate the children taken in by Changkong City to help them succeed.

Although, given their condition, they may not live to see the day they become successful.

"Drip, drip!"

The sound of the flowing water seemed to resonate with her inner thoughts, especially in this solitary environment, where it was inevitable that she would think of those terrible things that she wouldn't normally want to think about.

"Where there's a will, there's a way! Cheer up, there's always something we can do. It's too early to draw conclusions!"

As the Raven spoke, it patted its cheeks to perk itself up.

Just then, a subtle sensation came from her waist that made Raven's legs tremble.

Turning his head, he saw Jackal, its body soaking wet, standing there, reaching out to stroke the Raven's waist.

What are you doing!?

"Hmm! It's been so long since I've looked at you closely. I just realized that you've grown into a wonderful woman without me even noticing!"

The Jackal looked at the Raven's terrified reaction with the same aggressive gaze one would give a small animal, a dangerously amused smile on its face.

Raven's face darkened, he clutched his chest with one hand and slapped away the Jackal's practiced hands with the other.

"Hey! I'm not interested in that! Don't bother me!"

One million.