Chapter 251: Chapter 188 Akebin’s Intent (Two in One)_2
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“I… have I actually beco an ordinary person now?! What the hell is this?!”
Gan Ziwen cursed inwardly.
“Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Noah.”
Polaris said respectfully.
[Noah’s affection for you has decreased! It is now indifferent!]
“…”
Polaris looked bewildered, watching Noah pack up his easel and leave without a word.
“What happened? Did I say sothing wrong…?”
Polaris took a deep breath, clueless about how he had offended Noah, and could only drop the Gan Ziwen he was holding in frustration, causing the latter to howl in pain.
“Take him away.”
At that mont, the dozen Investigators ran over and bound Gan Ziwen tightly.
“Shelter salutes you, friendly Circus collaborator!”
One of the Investigators saluted.
The other Investigators all had the sa thought – that Leader Mona was so wise to have found such a powerful Transcendent organization to cooperate with, making their jobs as Investigators easier and more efficient.
Gan Ziwen was carried away like a pig to the slaughter, with only one thought in his mind—
“It’s over…”
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The Vice Leader of the Lost Na Guild, Landon, had been waiting for Gan Ziwen, but he hadn’t shown up.
Suddenly he received a ssage from Gan Ziwen, and his face changed distinctly.
“Wanted by the Circus?! And lost a fight to that ‘Polaris’, now taken to the ‘Undying Prison’ by the Shelter?!”
Landon was indescribably frustrated.
This was the guild’s only Transcendent player!
The Leader “Naless” had even planned to cultivate Gan Ziwen intensively, and now he was completely ruined!
“—What were you thinking, coveting God’s Love Guild’s little bit of money?! The think tank asked you to find Jack, but no, you had to go against him! You didn’t cling to the leg of such an important NPC, such a great opportunity, and instead you made a ss… Now look at you! You can deal with it yourself!”
After venting, Landon didn’t give Gan Ziwen a chance to reply, and simply turned off the communication device.
He smoked several cigarettes in a row to calm himself down and finally, with a heavy heart, gave orders to the gathered guild mbers:
“—We depart, to take down the wild BOSS!”
“—Vice Leader, aren’t we waiting for Gan Ziwen? He’s a Transcendent…”
“—Wait for what? He’s off to jail! By the ti he gets out, the wild BOSS will have been killed hundreds of tis over!”
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“Leader, there’s half an hour’s journey left before we reach Miss Maggie’s destination, ‘Suwa Village’.”
Golov’s voice ca from outside the carriage curtain.
Chen Lun closed the ga forum, with a sowhat strange expression on his face.
‘A player has found Akebin? The one with him must also be a mber of the Murder Club…’
He shook his head, already anticipating the player’s fate.
Mid Sequence Transcendents of Sequence Six like himself could only temporarily avoid conflict, let alone a bunch of players who weren’t even Transcendents.
They were just delivering themselves to defeat!
“Alright, I understand. Please stop the carriage for a mont.”
Chen Lun replied to Golov.
He then turned to look at Maggie.
“You go ahead with your business, Maggie. I’ve got sothing I need to deal with montarily.”
“Sure, Leader!”
Maggie nodded.
After Chen Lun got off the carriage, he imdiately summoned the black wings on his back, and with a powerful flap, he soared into the air, flying toward the direction of Akebin.
Soon, he arrived above a desolate small village.
‘That is…?!’
From high above, he saw what seed to be an unfinished ritual array. The large symbols were interspersed with dense tiny ones. With his own Mystery Studies knowledge, Chen Lun could only make out a superficial understanding of it.
‘It seems like a large-scale activation ritual… Could this plague really be the work of Akebin? No…’
Chen Lun conducted a quick Divination in midair and received a negative premonition.
‘He is not the pri culprit; there is another who ignited the outbreak of the plague…’
The Silver Staff in his hand spun a few tis before settling steadily in his grasp, showing no deflection.
‘Strange, it seems safe below… I haven’t spotted Akebin, nor have I seen any players…’
After a mont’s thought, he descended to the ground.
Once in the wheat field, Chen Lun noticed that the vicinity was deserted, but there were signs of a battle.
He posed hypotheses, confird them with divination, and roughly deduced what had occurred a few hours earlier based on the remnants at the scene.
‘Just as I thought, that group of players from the Lost Na Guild really dared to make a move… but without exception, they all t their end.’
Chen Lun shook his head.
He opened the forum and scrolled through, but he didn’t see any posts related to the incident.
‘Probably too embarrassed to make it public… or maybe they don’t want to reveal information to attract other players.’
Chen Lun left the wheat field and entered the village, noting that every household had their doors firmly closed.
He thought for a mont and randomly chose a few houses to gather information.
The villagers seed very wary of outsiders. When they heard Chen Lun knock, they did not open the door, choosing instead to converse with him from inside their hos.
The conversation was normal, but when Chen Lun inquired about Akebin, the villagers’ deanor suddenly turned cold, and they unanimously claid they didn’t know.
This response only made Chen Lun more suspicious.
It appeared the villagers did not hate Akebin; on the contrary, they were covering for him at every turn.
Only when Chen Lun finally knocked on a villager’s door did he discover why.
It was an old man, holding a lively and lovable little girl by the hand.
“Sir, may I ask what you need with Dr. Akebin? He is our village’s benefactor. Please, do not harm him… Thanks to him, my granddaughter was cured of the ‘Red Dance Disease’!”
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