"Phew... Last night, my physical body soaked in the bathtub while my thoughts wandered the starry sky with the Principal. I’ve never felt so comfortable revisiting my life experiences.
If only ti weren’t so tight, I’d love to stay there forever.
No, I can’t be this lazy—I must invigorate myself."
Just as William had departed from the campus by train... Whoosh! A faint tremor traveled along the ground, keenly detected by William’s sharp perception, and he could imdiately confirm that the vibration was caused by Teacher Zede’s fist.
"The power station direction?"
William was already prepared to bid farewell to Teacher, Reagan, and Zion one after the other;
if Teacher Zede happened to be at the power station, he could take care of both matters at once.
[Power Station]
The closer William approached, the more intense the tremors beca, as if Zede was using his fists to strike so hard object to test its hardness.
William, leveraging his special status, quickly navigated around the research building and, led by a researcher, arrived at the building’s lowest level, where a modernized [Underground Prison] was under construction.
Or rather, as a contributor to the recapture plan, Zede actively requested this ’reward’ from the organization.
His original underground office at the academy was completely destroyed due to the collapse of Twin Mountains,
Zede was not too accustod to freedom;
he preferred to be slightly restricted with the occasional sensation of ’freedom.’ In his view, this made one cherish freedom more and was more conducive to accomplishing aningful things.
Therefore, using the ’reward’ as a pretext, Zede proposed to the organization the need to rebuild the prison.
However, since the Omphalo-Centric-Academy was almost entirely destroyed, the reconstruction work was quite burdenso, and Desline was overwheld.
The Power Station took on this job to create a better cell for Zede deep in the research building, wishing to take this opportunity to thoroughly study Zede’s physical body.
The vibrations William felt were from Zede testing the prison’s safety by punching it.
As the only Silver Circle gentleman of the Power Station, Ludwig Reagan was also in attendance throughout, just in case. With William’s arrival, the three gathered around a modern-designed round table.
"Teacher, are you planning to head to the Old World Circus with
now, or?"
"Let’s go later... My new ho has just been built, and I want to live here a little longer. Moreover, my injury has not healed yet, and going to the circus in the best condition will leave the best impression on them."
Zede, too, rolled up his sleeve, revealing an arm still covered with bite marks oozing with blood.
William turned to the other person at the round table, "What about you, Reagan? Are you planning to stay in Zion or when do you plan to leave?"
Reagan spoke in a nonchalant manner, "I don’t mind, I can stay and help out here, or going directly to the Old World now is fine too. After all, those Bloods didn’t destroy the power station and even maintained it very well, even leaving behind so nice Blood Plague samples."
"How about going with
now?"
"Sure, let’s go."
"Reagan, don’t you have anything to take with you?"
Reagan gestured behind him, and the woman with flowing hair and a tongue densely punctured with holes imdiately appeared.
"Just having Faye with
is enough;
I can create ordinary items myself."
"Then let’s set off."
Apart from inviting Reagan on a friendly basis, William was also profoundly curious about the extrely mysterious organization behind Reagan, one involved with intelligence developnt, brain infections akin to [Madn], and entangled with Old World technology.
In William’s eyes,
Reagan had long since forsaken the human skin;
he now resembled a creation forged from a combination of Old World technology and modern science, rely unfinished.
And one point worth noting,
There were two people who were almost unscathed in the recent ’re-taking operation’: one was Asimov, who did not seriously engage in the fight, and the other was Reagan.
Not a single wound could be found on Reagan’s body,
""
Moreover, William also found it strange that when he employed "Moon Vision" to observe the Academy District area, he had not detected Ludwig’s traces,
After bidding farewell to Zede,
The two walked in Zion’s streets that were being rebuilt, each wearing masks so as not to attract attention, and William, out of curiosity, asked Ludwig about the specific details during the reclaiming plan.
Ludwig tapped his chin with his finger,
"My opponent was a Countess nad ’Muyesel Gibbs.’ Her caliber was diocre, if not subpar among the Crimson Nobles who had invaded Zion.
Once I had collected her personal information and her plague status using special ans, I used spiritual power to forcibly transport her out of the city, to a desolate city more than twenty kiloters away from Zion for ’practice.’
Although Faye grew up with , she herself lacked practical combat experience, and this Countess was a suitable practice target.
I was responsible for constructing spiritual barriers to prevent the opponent from escaping, and then let Faye carry out the combat practice alone.
This practice lasted for three days and nights;
I must say, the vitality of the Blood Citizens is indeed frightening. Faye almost exhausted all her strength and had to use every possible ans to kill her.
Fortunately, my current physical body can constantly draw electrical energy from Old World technology, otherwise, I could not have lasted for such a long ti."
"What? You used a Crimson Noble as a ’training tool’?"
Ludwig spoke indifferently, "After confirming Mr. Zede’s imprisonnt, I roughly knew that I wouldn’t need to exert myself too much. If Mr. Zede couldn’t handle it, I surely wouldn’t change the outco.
So I dragged one of the Earls away from Zion;
the rest was left to others to handle.
However, I indeed had so personal motives, unlike you, William, who can dedicate yourself completely."
"No, Ludwig, you eliminating a threat from the Crimson Nobles is already enough;
I just didn’t expect Miss Faye to be so powerful..."
"Faye was smarter than
as a child. If she didn’t depend on
for existence, perhaps she would have been stronger than ."
As they spoke of this, Faye once again materialized behind him and kissed Ludwig on the cheek, the two still showing such deep affection for each other.
Before long,
The two figures reached the top of Holy Grail Mountain, shrouded in the Grey Zone, and headed to the Old World along the "Pathway" covered in black parasites.
The "Station" belonging to the Black Ascaris Company was located at the other end of the pathway.
As William climbed out along the pathway, preparing to call an Ascaris Car to the Old World, all eyes within the station turned to him.
"William Y. Behrens? The guy who killed Greed!"
"That’s him! And he just ca from that other world... it must be him."
"So young and already has slain one of the Seven Marquis! No wonder there are rumors that he has been recruited as a chief mber by that fearso circus troupe."
"Could I trouble you for an autograph? If you don’t mind, I will cut open my body right now and sign on my inner flesh, perhaps influencing the children I bear in the future."
William was sowhat surprised. How had this news spread here too? After thinking it over, he could only see two possibilities.
Either Jin had spread the ssage, but that seed unlikely since Jin’s passive nature would have led him straight to Cancer Palace upon arriving in the Old World and he wouldn’t bother with such nonsense... that left only one other possibility.
"Was it Mr. Asimov who spread the news..."
At that mont,
The station owner personally ca forward and bowed to present William a golden card.
"Mr. William, your rits in slaying Greed have co to the knowledge of our company. The owner was very impressed when he heard about it. This is the limited SVIP card issued by our company, and there seem to be fewer than twenty Patients in possession of such a card.
Moreover, we hope to take up so of your ti for a visit to our headquarters;
the owner would like to et you."
Quickly understanding the reason, William nodded and accepted, "Yes, may my friend co along?"
"Mr. William’s friend is a friend of the company. Please get in the car! Our company is located in the largest Neutral City in the Old World - Loop. The journey won’t be too long, and we greatly appreciate you taking the ti, sir."
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