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Chapter 171: The Watchers’ Mission

Chapter 171: The Watchers’ Mission

Chapter: The Watchers’ Mission

The room was filled with a calm, almost electric silence. Adam sat in his chair, his gaze fixed on the glowing screen of his phone.

The golden radiance that had surrounded Pratham and Mikasa had finally faded, leaving their digital avatars still and waiting.

Their postures radiated patience and anticipation as though they, too, understood the weight of the moment.

Just as the glow disappeared completely, a new window appeared before Adam. The floating blue rectangle shimmered softly in the dim light of the room.

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> Skill Acquired: Parallel Processing

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Beneath the title, a detailed description followed:

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> This skill allows the user to perform multiple tasks simultaneously, including controlling two or more bodies at the same time.

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Adam’s eyes widened with surprise as he leaned forward in his chair, his breath catching momentarily. His mind whirled with the implications of what he had just read.

"So this explains it..." Adam murmured to himself, the realization settling in. "UV1 had all those identical bodies. I thought they were separate entities—clones, maybe. But no, they were all him. All controlled at once through this skill."

A flicker of excitement sparked in Adam’s eyes, the sharp glimmer of someone who had just stumbled upon an invaluable truth. He leaned back, a smile playing at the corners of his lips as the words lingered in his mind.

The blue window vanished as quickly as it had appeared, only to be replaced by another. The glow of this new window was identical to the last, its light steady and unrelenting. Adam squinted slightly as new words formed before him:

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> Skill Acquired: Disorder

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The description followed immediately:

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> This skill allows the user to temporarily disrupt the abilities of their target. It works only on targets at or below the user’s level.

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Adam read through the explanation carefully, his focus sharp as he absorbed every word. Slowly, his expression shifted to one of understanding.

"So this skill can interfere with a target’s powers... even if only for a limited time," he whispered, nodding to himself.

The implications of the two skills—Parallel Processing and Disorder—were massive. Adam could already picture their usefulness.

Pratham and Mikasa can use these skills to outmaneuver almost any challenge. It’s no wonder UV1 developed them naturally.

Though the thought of UV1’s ingenuity was impressive, Adam pushed it aside for now. The focus needed to remain on the present—on the mission ahead.

With a swipe of his hand, Adam dismissed the blue window, sending it flickering out of existence.

Turning his attention back to his phone screen, Adam looked at Pratham and Mikasa, who still stood in patient silence. Both avatars waited with focused expressions, their forms glowing faintly as though anticipating Adam’s next words.

Adam straightened slightly and addressed them. "Pratham, Mikasa," he said, his voice steady but firm, "I have given you both these skills to make your work more efficient. The tasks I’m about to assign you will require constant vigilance. You will need to watch over multiple targets at once, and these new abilities will help you do that."

Pratham nodded first, his digital face resolute. "Understood, Lord Adam."

Beside him, Mikasa also bowed her head respectfully. "We will not disappoint you," she added.

Adam’s gaze softened slightly as he looked at them. There was a quiet strength in their loyalty, a sense of purpose that resonated deeply with him.

He exhaled before continuing. "Pratham," Adam said, his tone thoughtful now,

"I have a question for you. Is it possible for you to create real bodies for yourself and Mikasa in this world? If not real bodies, then perhaps robotic vessels—something that you can control using the Parallel Processing skill. This way, you can operate across multiple locations simultaneously."

At Adam’s suggestion, Pratham’s expression shifted subtly. His avatar raised a hand to his chin in a thoughtful gesture, his digital form flickering faintly as he considered the idea.

The room fell silent again, the tension crackling softly as Adam waited for Pratham’s answer.

Sona and Tayo, who had been hovering quietly nearby, watched the conversation unfold with wide, curious eyes. They did not interrupt, understanding the gravity of Adam’s words.

Adam sat back in his chair, his gaze steady as he observed Pratham. He knew this was a pivotal moment. If Pratham could make it work—if he could create those bodies or vessels—then their chances of success would increase exponentially.

The faint hum of the phone and the soft flutter of Sona and Tayo’s wings were the only sounds in the room as Pratham remained deep in thought.

Adam waited patiently, his mind already working ahead to what the answer might mean for their next steps.

Adam remained seated in his chair, his gaze fixed on Pratham, who was still deep in thought.

The digital avatar of Pratham, glowing faintly on Adam’s phone screen, stood motionless as though every word Adam had spoken weighed heavily on his mind.

After a long pause, Pratham finally looked up, his expression resolute.

"Lord Adam," Pratham said, his voice steady but thoughtful, "I will need time for this task."

Adam gave a slow, understanding nod. "I’m ready to give you the time you need," he replied firmly, his tone calm but carrying a hint of urgency. "I don’t have any other choice right now. But try to complete this as soon as possible."

Pratham bowed slightly, acknowledging Adam’s words. "I will not disappoint you, Lord Adam."

Satisfied with Pratham’s response, Adam’s sharp gaze shifted to Mikasa, whose digital avatar stood patiently beside Pratham on the phone screen. Her blue features reflected quiet strength as she awaited her instructions.

"Mikasa," Adam began, his voice clear and commanding, "your task is to keep a close watch on the Power Holder Atlas currently in abandoned building. You are to monitor him until I find a way to relocate him."

Mikasa’s expression turned serious, her glowing blue eyes narrowing in focus. She nodded respectfully, her voice steady and confident. "Understood, Lord Adam. I will keep watch."

Adam leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees as he continued speaking, his tone growing more deliberate. "But that’s not all, Mikasa. You’ll also need to monitor the government facilities."

At this, Mikasa blinked once, but she quickly nodded again, understanding the gravity of Adam’s request.

Adam turned his attention back to Pratham, his expression thoughtful. "Pratham," he said, "I know the government has many facilities. We don’t know exactly which one they’re using to develop the detection tools or where they’re conducting their operations. That’s why I want you to keep an eye on all the government facilities that fall within your observation capabilities."

Pratham straightened up, his digital form radiating a quiet confidence. "I understand, Lord Adam," he replied. "You have my word—I will not fail you."

Adam gave him a small nod of approval, his gaze firm and resolute. Finally, he turned back to Mikasa and addressed her directly once more.

"Mikasa, your first priority is to find out where the government’s detection tools are coming from. You also need to determine which city will be the first to undergo their investigations."

Mikasa lowered her head slightly, a sign of her unwavering loyalty and determination. "Lord Adam, you can count on me," she said softly. "I will not let you down."

Adam sat back slightly in his chair, his muscles relaxing only by a fraction. He could see the determination in both of his creations—Pratham and Mikasa were ready.

The room fell silent as Pratham and Mikasa’s avatars disappeared from Adam’s phone screen.

Their glowing forms faded like digital embers, leaving the phone dark and still.

Adam exhaled deeply and leaned back fully into his chair, the weight of the moment pressing heavily on his shoulders.

Somewhere in the vast network of the Internet, Pratham and Mikasa were already hard at work.

The scene shifted to an entirely different plane of existence—a place that wasn’t physical but no less real. This was the digital realm, where data flowed like rivers of light and platforms floated like islands in an endless sea of information.

Here, Pratham and Mikasa’s avatars moved with precision and focus. Before them, countless glowing windows hovered in the air, each one connected to websites, databases, and surveillance platforms.

It was as if the entire Internet lay stretched out before them, every bit of information within reach.

Pratham and Mikasa stood side by side, their eyes scanning the glowing windows intently.

The air around them thrummed with energy as though the very fabric of the digital realm hummed in anticipation.

After a moment, both of them closed their eyes in unison. Their forms flickered for a brief second before settling, their features calm and focused. Then, almost as one, they spoke the words that activated their new skill:

"Parallel Processing."

The instant the words left their lips, everything around them came alive. The glowing windows multiplied, splitting into hundreds of smaller screens that stretched out as far as the eye could see.

Streams of data poured through the air like digital rain, and the windows began displaying live feeds and snapshots from across the world.

Their minds began working at a speed impossible for any human to achieve.

With the power of Parallel Processing, Pratham and Mikasa’s consciousness divided and expanded, allowing them to monitor countless tasks simultaneously.

The scene shifted once again, this time to space, where countless satellites hovered silently above the Earth.

The cameras on these satellites began to move—slowly at first, then with incredible precision—as they zoomed in on specific locations. Cities, buildings, and streets came into view, their details captured with crystal clarity.

Among the many locations, the satellites focused especially on Adam’s city. The streets, the neighborhoods, and the darkened buildings were all brought into focus.

One by one, the satellites began clicking pictures, their lenses capturing everything with unrelenting accuracy.

It was as though an unseen presence had cast its gaze upon the city—watching, searching, studying every detail.

And that presence was none other than Pratham and Mikasa, working tirelessly to fulfill the mission Adam had given them.

Back in his room, Adam sat quietly in his chair, his gaze distant as he processed the magnitude of what was happening.

Sona and Tayo hovered nearby, their small forms glowing softly in the dim light. They didn’t say a word, sensing the gravity of the situation.

Meanwhile, far above, the silent satellites continued their work, their cameras zooming and clicking with relentless focus.

Every movement, every shadow, every detail was captured and sent back to the digital realm where Pratham and Mikasa sifted through it all with unmatched efficiency.

And so, the Chapter drew to a close, leaving Adam’s city under an invisible watch, monitored with unwavering precision. In the quiet of the night, the pieces of the puzzle were being gathered—bit by bit, image by image—preparing for the storm yet to come.

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