I Command You to Become a Cult Leader
Chapter 364

The Third Industrial Revolution

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"What a coincidence, Victoria. You're still awake too?"

Vanessa forced a smile, looking cautiously at Victoria, who was glaring at her.

Victoria looked exhausted, her long blond hair somewhat disheveled. She reached up to smooth it, only for her fingers to get stuck.

Pulling her fingers free with an expressionless face, Victoria looked a few shades grimmer.

"What are you doing here?"

"Uh, didn't you say I could come to you anytime-"

"I did say that." Victoria turned to glance out the window. "But it's three in the morning."

Vanessa immediately felt rather embarrassed.

Having Maeve draw the ritual at Elliot's had already taken quite some time. By the time the ritual was completed, things went wrong, and she walked over here, it was already late at night.

Looking up information about the long-haired monster was certainly important, but in Vanessa's experience, Victoria might currently be even more dangerous than the long-haired monster.

"I've heard that powerful Supernatural people don't need to sleep at night. Today, I finally witnessed it for myself. So this is your true power."

Vanessa spoke ingratiatingly.

Victoria gave a displeased snort, turned away without responding, and summoned maids to help comb her blond hair.

Vanessa quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She was about to search the bookshelves when she suddenly stopped and looked at an open book on the low table.

That was the book Victoria had been reading today. Vanessa grew curious for a moment. What sort of books did Victoria usually read?

Would it be classic treatises on Occultism, abstruse ancient languages, or simply the knight novels currently in fashion?

She cautiously craned her neck to take a peek.

"Introduction to Steam Engineering??"

Vanessa's eyes widened. She really had seen this book before, back when she was in school.

This book had

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