530: Chapter 530: Rain 530: Chapter 530: Rain [34 years old: The Mysterious Person left, and you pondered alone for an entire month.
You dug out an email that the old professor had sent you a month before he passed away.
The majority of the content was persuading you to give up on this matter, warning that it would not only bring danger to you but also to your family.]
You were imrsed in your research at the ti and did not notice the additional implications in the professor’s words.
Perhaps the professor had sensed sothing then.]
Your wife found a letter in the corner of the bedroom in her parents’ apartnt that seed to be left by her mother before she passed away.
The writing was full of ssy scribbles, but the words inside were very clear.
Your mother-in-law hoped that you could live, live well—that was her greatest wish.]
That night, you cried, and your wife stayed with you until dawn.
You finally could not help it and told your wife everything that had happened during this period, but you concealed the part about occult knowledge.
You didn’t want your wife to get involved in this maelstrom.
You talked for an entire day.]
Your wife supported your decision to investigate your parents’ cause of death and was willing to help you to the best of her ability, but you fell silent upon seeing her haggard and gaunt cheeks these past few days.
You were not only a child of one family but also the husband of another.]
You t the Mysterious Person again, and you gave up the idea of cooperating with him and taking the opportunity to investigate.
You stopped your experints and sold all the experintal materials to him at a low price.
The Mysterious Person regretted your decision but still completed the transaction with you.]
You brought your focus back to your family, but you did not give up on the investigation.
Through the black market, you got to know a detective agency with transcendent powers and commissioned the professionals with a high fee to investigate your parents’ and the old professor’s deaths.]
[35 years old: The detective agency’s investigation proceeded thodically.
Your life seed to have returned to normality, apart from the occasional distorted nightmares, everything was as usual.
You visited your parents’ graves every year and occasionally collected so information on your own.]
You learned that the cultists who killed the old professor were from a cult called the Witch Church, worshipping the Evil God known as the Witch of Desire.
The detective agency also provided you with so information about the cult to demonstrate their professionalism.]
Through the detective agency, you beca aware of the transcendent world and even purchased a Secret dicine of the Talent Sequences No.
6: The Hermit.
You did not consu this Secret dicine but stored it instead.]
You and your wife donated your parents’ inheritance as well as your savings over the years, establishing a small charitable foundation nad after your parents.
This foundation primarily helped children, providing food for holess children and financial support for kids who could not afford to go to school without high-interest educational loans.]
As life got back on track, your wife’s smile returned to her face.
You knew she had been worried about you these past years, and she was happy to see your recovery.]
You were both no longer young, and you decided to have a child.
The past was unchangeable, but at least you still had a future.]
[36 years old: Due to your exceptional performance in scientific research, both you and your wife beca associate professors.
You started being invited to various conferences to give presentations.]
The detective agency suddenly sent you a notice to terminate your contract, and swiftly compensated you with five tis the deposit as a breach of contract fee, making you realize sothing was wrong.]
At the sa ti, a ntally ill gunman broke into the venue where your wife was attending a conference, and your wife fell in a pool of blood while she was speaking.]
You lost your last family mber.]
The Mysterious Person found you again, expressing admiration for your talent, and offered to work with you to resu the initial Gene Potion experints.]
You understood what was happening.]
[37 years old: After laying your wife to rest, you entered into a partnership with the Mysterious Person.
You were not afraid of death; you were just afraid of dying without purpose.]
You took the ‘Hermit’ Secret dicine, and the process of becoming Transcendent was painful, but you endured it.]
The Mysterious Person provided you with a high-end, expensive laboratory and equipped you with various excellent assistants.
He even provided you with so occult knowledge references.]
The research on the Gene Potion was still ongoing, and here, you saw the old professor’s initial research materials.]
[38 years old: With your involvent, the research progress accelerated swiftly.
The Mysterious Person paid you a salary of up to a million federal coins and additional project progress bonuses, but he never disclosed who their financial backer was.]
The laboratory provided all your necessities, but you could clearly feel that you were being watched.]
You found a way to evade surveillance and reconnected with the detective agency.
Through their channels, you bought a follow-up Secret dicine of the Talent Sequences, No.
27: The Layperson.]
You consud this Secret dicine, and the pain was more intense than before; you nearly couldn’t persist.
After this advancent, your ntal state worsened.
You often dreamt twisted and bizarre dreams.]
However, in this state, your research progress actually improved.
You always managed to find inspiration in the strangest places.]
You donated all your remaining money to the charitable foundation.]
Toward the end of the year, you heard so news about the Witch Church.
They seed to want to hold so sort of ceremony in Dawn City, but it had failed.]
At the end of the year, you saw a strange parade on the street, with people wearing black and white masks.
You didn’t know what it ant.
It seed you hadn’t actively engaged with the outside society for a long ti.]
[39 years old: Your ntal state got even worse; even while awake, you would have so hallucinations.
Your sleep decreased, and you beca unusually alert and emotionally unstable, often irrationally irate.
But you controlled yourself and didn’t harm anyone.]
You had almost entirely cut ties with your forr friends, and all work at Vitland University had ceased; everyone around you thought you had lost your mind, including the assistants in the laboratories, yet the progress of your research had advanced significantly.
You hadn’t gone mad, at least not during certain tis of the day; you still maintained clarity and would visit your parents’ and wife’s graves at a set ti, sitting withered before them.
You didn’t know where this strange ntal state ca from, perhaps those twisted supernatural powers, but now you no longer cared.
You had acquired a Class D Secret dicine, a follow-up Talent Sequence from the “Layperson,” Talent Sequence 54: Almsgiver.
You couldn’t wait to drink it.
Surprisingly, following this advancent, your ntal state had stabilized sowhat, not deteriorating as it had after the previous one.
You were lucid for longer periods and had ti to learn about so external matters.
You learned that the strange black-and-white smiling mask ca from soone nad ‘K’.
That seed to be a mysterious Transcendent, a secret existence, or perhaps a secret organization.
He seed to be oppressed by all the syndicates, so all symbols related to him were taboo in the city, at least in Vitland.
You knew that he seed to be a being willing to help the desperate, and you took note of the information about ‘K’.
In the esoteric knowledge provided by your laboratory for reference, you acquired so sacrifices rituals for the Evil Gods, including those of the Witch of Desire and the Grim Reaper.
You had found a way to control your madness: by extracting a portion of your power to create gene potions, a thod that allowed you more lucid ti.
The Gene Potion was gradually being perfected, and most projects could proceed without your presence.
Towards the end of the year, sothing major seed to have happened; the stock price of Stars Pharma, the Federation’s leading dical super-syndicate, suffered a trendous fall and seemingly dropped out of the Federation’s top ten market value.
During those days, you saw the Mysterious Person seed quite pleased.
[Age 40: Everything seed to be coming to fruition.
After years of effort, the Mysterious Person seed to think you were no longer a threat, a reliable individual, and he expressed his intention to introduce you to higher-ups, the true benefactors of the Gene Potion.]
You finally had the chance to et those who were behind the scenes, those who had caused the death of your family and the old professor.
You had handed all the data and observations you had collected in the laboratory over the years to a detective agency.
And told them, in the event of your death, to release all that information, to turn it over to the Federal Bureau of Investigation so they could begin an investigation.
anwhile, you had planted Trojans on every computer in the laboratory; on the morning of the eting, the Trojans would destroy all the data in the computers and, by altering the storage temperatures, catalyze the deterioration of those semi-finished gene potions, instantly ruining all of them.
The most critical information of the entire experint, apart from what was in your mind, was stored on the laboratory’s computers, which inherently had Trojans written by hired hackers.
No matter how they were copied, they would be annihilated as soon as the Trojans activated.
You had made all the preparations.
The Mysterious Person had arranged to et you in a secluded café in the West District.
You had brought the potent explosives you had made and headed there, but within the appointed ti, you did not encounter anyone.
You realized sothing was wrong, but it was too late; several gang mbers rushed upon you, you knocked them out and quickly left, but discovered you were surrounded.
It was a trap.]
[Your mission is: Clear the shadows under the night sky of Vitland City.]
[We wish you an enjoyable ga.]
The pitter-patter of the rain slowly reached He Ao’s ears as he slowly opened his eyes.
A damp sensation ca from his clothes; he was currently kneeling on a ssy pool of blood.
Distorted lunatic ramblings echoed in He Ao’s mind.
He Ao touched his chest, where trickles of warm blood were flowing out from his wet clothes.
He reached inside his garnt, tore through flesh with his fingernails, gripped the hard object inside, and yanked it out with intense pain.
A sharp bullet fell out and dropped into the pool of blood.
He Ao, leaning against the wall, staggered to his feet as blood gushed from his wound.
He glanced at the bullet on the ground; it was a high-intensity sniper round, a weapon designed to target Transcendents.
A direct hit to a vital spot could kill even a Class D Transcendent instantly.
The sounds of ssy footsteps ca from behind.
The pitter-patter of raindrops joined the curtain of rain.
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