The engine hummed beneath the cabin, making the floor tremble faintly. Heat rose from below and mingled with the sour stench of vomit, the reek of blood from the corpse, and the damp smell of sweat. It was deeply unpleasant.
Yet Xia Lun's heart burned with excitement.
Code 18 could grant eternal life. If he got his hands on it, the problem of his dwindling lifespan would be solved!
That thing was destined for him!
Greed spread through him like wildfire in autumn. Then Xia Lun took a deep breath, and reason returned.
"Carson, if you came to retrieve Code 18, why didn't you know Code 18 was the Wheel of Moxie?"
Carson considered his words, then sighed.
"Blue Wilderness Company has a core asset with an extremely high security classification. It's an exceptionally unusual Bioelectric Object. If the price paid is high enough, it can predict the future with nearly one hundred percent accuracy."
Roman's eyes widened. "A high enough price? What kind of price? Does it have anything to do with the people going missing in the city? There are so many urban legends..."
"No comment," Carson interrupted, his face hardening. "Miss Roman, what I'm telling you is classified company information. If anything about it appears in the papers, a specialist cleanup team will come for you."
"Got it." Roman raised an eyebrow, then lowered her head and fiddled with her camera.
Carson paused as though trying to remember where he had left off. After a moment, he continued.
"But sometimes, that super Bioelectric Object predicts the future on its own. That's what happened with Code 18. All I know is that a Bioelectric Object called Code 18 will appear on Farpoint, and that it's important. Nothing more."
Xia Lun narrowed his eyes. The greed in his heart