An Unexpected Haul
Late at night, in the Southern Continent.
Tetenik, 251 Victory Avenue.
The crimson moonlight shone down, casting a thin veil over heaven and earth.
It was late at night, and there were almost no pedestrians on the street. Even the patrol teams seemed to be hiding somewhere, slacking off, and could not be seen.
Inside a room on the second floor of the "Victor" Inn across the street, facing the street.
Pali Beria Lorry suddenly opened her eyes, rolled out of bed, went to the window, poured herself a cocktail, and waited patiently while drinking it.
At 12:30, the light in the Bedroom of house number 251 suddenly went out.
Her gaze flickered, seemingly oblivious, as she continued to enjoy the refreshing night breeze, occasionally picking up her wine glass for a few sips.
It was twenty minutes later when the glass of wine was completely empty.
Pali calmly got up, jumped directly out of the second-floor window, and landed Feather Fall on the ground, making almost no sound.
She moved with a slight sway, like a ghost, across Victory Avenue, and under the cover of darkness, silently arrived at the door of the Detached House at number 251.
According to the intelligence provided by Simon, this is a secret liaison office for members of the "Rose School".
To avoid being discovered by the official Beyonder, most of the time only the contact person lives here, a Sequence 7 "Werewolf".
As one of the only two communication points on the Tetenik, it would undoubtedly attract the attention of a large number of members in a short period of time should an accident occur.
This is also why Pali came to this place.
Only by cutting the grass can we scare away the snake.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to find Gibson quickly, and once he was Advancement and left, no one knew when she would be able to get new clues again.
Amidst a jumble of thoughts, Pali pulled a piece of Wire from her pocket, skillfully inserted it into the keyhole, and cautiously began to probe.
She is not the original entity, but she shares the related memories.
Opening ordinary door locks is a breeze.
With a few clicks, a crisp "click" sounded from inside the door lock.
Pali slowly turned the handle, and the door opened almost silently a crack in front of her. She stepped inside and repeated the same action, closing the door again.
Then, she parted her red lips slightly and whispered a word in the Devil Language: "Die!"
This is a spell from the "Filth" realm, wielded by "Devil," capable of instantly killing or bringing an enemy to the brink of death.
The target is just a Sequence 7, and the result is most likely the former.
No sooner had he finished speaking than Mason, the contact person for the "Rose School," was suddenly awakened from his sleep by excruciating pain in the bed in the Bedroom connected to the Living Room.
He felt as if an invisible hand was squeezing his heart, and with the continuous force, he felt dizzy, his eyes bulged out, and he was almost suffocating.
"Who... is outside... trying to... kill me...? What... ability is this...?" Fragmented thoughts surfaced in Mason's mind.
He tried to transform into Werewolf, using his physical strength to forcefully break free from the strange state before him, only to sadly discover that he simply couldn't do it.
Just then, Mason heard footsteps approaching and instinctively stared with his bloodshot eyes, which were almost popping out of their sockets, toward the Bedroom door.
Soon, he felt an invisible hand gripping his heart tighten suddenly, and as his vision went black, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
On his deathbed, he heard the sound of a handle being turned, footsteps growing closer, and a woman's figure flashed faintly in his almost completely darkened vision.
He looks to be in pretty good shape.
A woman I abused, but who miraculously survived and is now seeking revenge? Mason tried to pinpoint a target, but quickly gave up. There are probably a hundred or even eighty similar cases.
In my current state, I simply can't hold on until I guess the answer.
I don't care who you are... I've had my fill of good things these past years... I'd love for me to become an evil spirit and continue to torment you, you damn bitch...
As the last thought flashed through his mind, his chest stopped heaving completely.
"Not being able to Spirit Channeling is a bit of a problem... The main body didn't ' Teleportation ' over, probably because they're busy, or they feel it's unnecessary..."
Pali stood in front of the contact's Corpse for a minute, and after confirming that the real person would not appear, she began searching for her loot.
Seven or eight minutes later, having found only a few dozen pounds in Cash and nothing else, she returned to her Bedroom in a huff and kicked the bed in frustration.
A "thump" sounded from inside the room, with a faint echo.
A thought struck Pali. She frowned and yanked the incontinent contact off the bed along with the things on it, then suddenly reached out and lifted the bed frame.
"A locked room?"
She saw a dark staircase, its bottom unseen, seemingly leading straight to hell. There was no sense of danger... Most likely, there weren't any members of the "Rose School" below, or perhaps she could easily handle it with her abilities...
Even if we take a step back and assume there's real danger, the main body will "Teleportation" to save me... I'm his only clone, and I'm still very useful...
With that thought in mind, Pali didn't hesitate any longer and quickly jumped in.
She raised her right palm, letting a pale blue Flames Burning on its surface to serve as a light source, and proceeded step by step down the spiraling stairs into the depths.
Seven or eight minutes later, she leaped Feather Fall down and landed on the ground again.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
As a dozen or so eerie blue fireballs flew toward the surrounding wall lamps, the previously pitch-black underground chamber suddenly became bright.
Pali looked around and immediately frowned deeply, regretting that she had let the guy up there die too easily. He should have died under the torture instruments here!
Her gaze swept over the skeletons, she sighed almost imperceptibly, turned and walked towards the only room in the room, blasting the door open with a fireball.
In an instant, a dazzling golden light flashed under the illumination of the eerie blue Flames.
The room was piled high with Gold Coins!
A rough calculation suggests there are at least several thousand coins. Go to Bing search to see the latest chapter!
"This contact point was sometimes used as a temporary warehouse, which is why the ' Rose School ' went to the trouble of building such a deep underground chamber?"
After a moment's thought, Pali guessed.
Suddenly, a voice sounded behind her:
That should be the case.
"However, the frequency might not be too high, or it might have been abandoned, otherwise the higher-ups wouldn't dare to turn this place into a place of pleasure."
"He wasn't here earlier... but as soon as he sees a benefit, he comes faster than anyone else..." Pali thought to herself, turning around to look at the main body with disdain.
Lorry, seemingly unaware of his clone's gaze, waved his hand, transferring the Gold Coins to another Dimension, and explained with a smile:
"The identity of the contact person is neither important nor unimportant. Their role may be crucial, but they certainly don't possess any secrets."
"Our target isn't him, so there's not much need for Spirit Channeling. Your original plan was fine, and the chances of success are high."
Keep up the good work, I look forward to hearing good news from you.
Having said that, he placed his hand on his chest, bowed to his hardworking clone, and then stroked the White Bone Ring his figure quickly became ethereal. Sigh... Watching her main body leave so abruptly, Pali couldn't help but give him a look of disdain, muttering a curse under her breath, before turning and heading towards the stairs.