Chapter 97: The Twisting of Fate (Bonus Update for Mid-Month Votes)
Han Su hadn't given much thought to unexpectedly running into Xu Ji. After all, he had his principles. He'd taken money from the Xu family before finally accepting the Ghost Truck capture mission, so naturally, he had to send Xu Ji packing.
After watching him get into the car and leave safely, Han Su frowned and left the library.
A question seemed to dangle in his mind like a thread: the gods buried in the dust of history—knowledge, machinery, Chaos, Sea Beasts, giants, bronze...
Why did they feel more and more like the Ancient Castle?
But if the Death Cultist was telling the truth, and the Ancient Castle housed these gods, then their apparent status was far too different from the way the Death Cultist had described them...
...Or was it the Ancient Castle's doing?
...He'd always instinctively linked the Ancient Castle to the monsters. But what if they weren't one and the same? What if they weakened each other instead?
He had a vague sense that this might be the case, but there was too little to go on. He could speculate, but not reach a conclusion.
Still, dealing with the Death Cultist had only deepened Han Su's doubts about the tasks Miss Ai had assigned him. Without wasting time, he completed the other two as quickly as possible.
The second task was to transport an antique.
It was a vase of unknown origin, stored in an old villa. Strange objects hung everywhere: a mysterious Wooden Frame, strings of garlic, and mysterious symbols apparently dug up from some pile of old papers.
Han Su put the vase in a specially made box, carried it out, and handed it to the security personnel. That was the task done.
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