Cloud Patterns

After listening to Zhou You's account, Luo Liangde shook his head and sighed.

"You're a pitiful one too. Still, you're lucky—you encountered something strange and actually survived."

Zhou You merely said that he had crawled out from a pile of corpses. As for the tall, thin figure in the apartment, he deliberately glossed over it. Whenever details were needed, he fobbed them off with amnesia.

Perhaps the story was simply too full of holes, or perhaps Luo Liangde had grown accustomed to such things. In any case, he did not press the matter and instead asked again.

"Kid, do you have anything that can prove your identity?"

—Without realizing it, he had already changed how he addressed him from "little brother" to "kid."

Zhou You merely smiled and took out the metal tag he had found at the very beginning.

"A dog tag? Hah, didn't expect you to be someone with an identity."

Luo Liangde looked somewhat surprised upon seeing it. He turned it over carefully before continuing.

"Transmutation Plain. That place is in the Eastern District. It's far from my home, so I'm not very familiar with it."

Hearing a key word, Zhou You asked curiously.

"So far apart... are there a lot of underground people?"

"A lot, my ass!" Luo Liangde blurted out a curse. "It's just that those big shots up there don't want everyone getting wiped out in one go, so they spread people out far apart—that reminds me, I nearly forgot something. Um, could I ask you something?"

His expression changed in an instant. He suddenly rubbed his hands together and said with an awkward grin.

"I remember there was a briefcase beside me at the time. Did you happen to see it?"

Zhou You glanced to the side.

Sure enough, following his gaze revealed