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Chapter 315 - Chapter 315 Chapter 315 Being Too Careless

Chapter 315: Chapter 315: Being Too Careless Chapter 315: Chapter 315: Being Too Careless After a few minutes of brief recovery, the rescued girl had perked up somewhat and was now devouring a steaming bowl of century egg and lean pork congee with gusto–the handcrafted, collectible edition from Qianqian, originally stashed in my Personal Space for breakfast. Yet, before my eyes, it was demolished in less than five minutes by the ravenous ghoul seated in front of me.

Liu Fan, my classmate, expressed his utmost admiration not only for my ability to summon twin beauties but also for producing food out of thin air.

Through Lilina’s introduction, I found out the girl’s name–Xiao Ling–sounded rather tomboyish, which truly matched her daring nature to explore the Ghost School alone. And according to Lilina, this sister was indeed one to mingle with a gang of wild boys ever since she was young. In some ways, this girl, brimming with boyish charm, and Liu Fan, destined to be single for life, seemed to be a match made in heaven–at least on the surface; they both could be considered “opposite genders”…

“Slurp… Slurp…”

Under my sorrowful gaze, the last mouthful of the century egg and lean pork congee was devoured by Xiao Ling, who then nestled into Liu Fan’s arms, eyeing us with a very curious look, her gaze filled with inquiry.

“Kill him, kill him…”

Next to me, Lilina was grinding her teeth, staring at Liu Fan who had a blissful smile in front, her anger bar filling up.

“Are you… Immortals?”

After sizing us up for quite some time with curiosity, Xiao Ling finally spoke hesitantly, her gaze fixated on Anwina who was still in her Angel form.

Beside her, Liu Fan also cast an inquisitive look our way.

Urban legends or modern mythology, though tantalizing to many, resembled the tale of the man who professed to love dragons–when one actually lands with a thud before them, the majority’s first reaction is disbelief, “Impossible, right? How could such things happen in the real world?” followed by either panic or fervor. Once the shock wears off and personal safety is ensured, human nature’s immense curiosity is ignited, eager to approach the mystic world. Even if one remains a mere Human, just having experienced all this is thrilling enough, coupled with thoughts like, “It would be such a waste if it all ended like this.” Now, there’s no telling if Liu Fan and Xiao Ling shared the same thoughts.

Usually, according to our action protocols, the secrets of the Xyrin People mustn’t be disclosed to ordinary humans. After this incident, we’ll likely have to ask Lin Xue to see if any Superpower User had a means to erase their memories or ensure secrecy in some other way. However, this time the situation had changed–a Variable like Xiao Ling appeared, which meant we had to consider Lilina’s feelings.

Despite claiming she wasn’t prepared to face her family after her rebirth, everyone knew how much Lilina longed for her former family.

Such a stubborn person. In my opinion, these are hardly issues at all. Just go home and recognize your family–that said, I admit that’s easy for me to say since it’s not happening to me.

“We’re not Immortals, but we’re pretty familiar with them… uh, let’s not discuss this issue,” I yawned to drive away the sleepiness that was creeping up on me, “Anyway, what you need to know now is that there really are things in this world that were considered only legends, and we are… special envoys from the organization ‘Boundless Love.’ We came here to investigate the supernatural incidents that occurred and to search for you on behalf of your boyfriend… Damn, official jargon is so awkward, oh, just forget that last part.”

Xiao Ling was amused, and her nervousness lessened considerably.

“Let’s talk about our business later; when the time comes, you’ll naturally learn about some things. For now, answer my question: How did you end up two hundred meters underground in a research base? According to Liu Fan’s information, you should have disappeared four–oh, now it’s five days ago, while you were alone investigating several haunted places at school. What happened at that time?”

As soon as she brought up the experiences of the past few days, Xiao Ling still seemed somewhat traumatized. She unnaturally tightened her body and hugged her knees, saying, “I… I was being chased…”

“Chased!?”

Liu Fan was the first to cry out in shock, then Lilina decisively went berserk, her body igniting with a tangible black aura of killing intent, “Deploy the army, wipe them out, deploy the army, wipe them out…”

“Cough, calm down, restrain yourself…” I couldn’t help but laugh and cry as I pulled Lilina, who was already on the ground writing a declaration of war, back up, “Okay, being chased, I actually guessed that too. So, who was chasing you?”

“I don’t know,” Xiao Ling answered quite straightforwardly, “I just felt danger.”

“My sister has always been very sensitive to crises since she was young,” Lilina explained through the spiritual connection, “But it’s probably just a talent, definitely not a superpower yet.”

I understood this as in reality, many people do possess such talents–strong intuitions that even sense gazes hundreds of meters away or feel uneasy about diseases and disasters that might befall them. Of course, this couldn’t be considered a superpower but should be categorized as a human’s inherent potential being enhanced. Just like Xiao Ling said, on the night five days ago, while waiting for supernatural events to happen in the usual haunted scrapyard, she suddenly sensed an intense danger, as if someone was about to come and kill her. This unprecedentedly strong feeling of crisis drove Xiao Ling to flee as fast as she could to the small woods behind the school’s back hill, where she found a hole that seemed to have appeared recently due to a collapse…

What a melodramatic way to unfold.

The entrance to the underground base, which the powerful superpower user Medusa couldn’t find after a week of searching, was accidentally discovered by an ordinary high school girl–though Medusa could only blame her bad luck. According to Xiao Ling’s description, the hole was quite “fresh” and very likely exposed only because of a minor earthquake two days before. If not for this, Medusa might have spent several times longer and still found no clues about a research base buried two hundred meters underground and abandoned for nearly ten years.

However, Xiao Ling’s luck was not much better. Not long after she rushed into the passage in blind panic, she got lost in the darkness, and thus, she was trapped for a full four days.

She hadn’t gone mad; I could only marvel that both Lilina and Xiao Ling were quite tough individuals.

As for the so-called chaser, you could guess who attacked Liu Fan today at the scrapyard with just a little thought.

Olympus seemed to be quite concerned about what was beneath the school, but what exactly was down there?

Anwina had already explored a third of the underground facility, and all the areas she passed through were empty. It seemed unlikely that Olympus would be interested in a bunch of empty rooms. The remaining two-thirds of the facility had collapsed completely. If there was indeed something left underground that could interest Olympus, it had to be there.

“Anwina, I’m sorry to trouble you again, my apologies,” I said.

The Ghost Maid immediately started waving her hands in a fluster, “Master, please don’t be so polite, Anwina is very happy to help!”

After hastily expressing her loyalty, the Little Ghost ascended to ten meters high like a refugee scrambling to escape, then swiftly dove down–bang!

“Ouch…”

The derailed Ghost Maid smashed into the ground, then got up rubbing her forehead. Only after dispelling the Holy Light that covered her and returning to her Dead Souls form did she manage to burrow into the ground successfully.

Low transparency mediums block the transmission of light; the Little Ghost really should brush up on her physics knowledge.

Facing Liu Fan and Xiao Ling’s instantly stiff expressions, I gave an awkward smile, “Hehe… she’s actually quite cute, right?”

After Anwina left, we once again fell into an awkward silence.

Liu Fan and Xiao Ling were still hugging each other. For this couple who had just been through an experience akin to a near-death separation, there was more to say than could be covered in just a phrase or two. Naturally, it wasn’t my place to intrude. Lilina constantly swept her complex gaze over the two opposite her, hesitating to speak several times but never doing so, other than to cause me increasing discomfort. Meanwhile, the Twin Sisters behind me, who were severely self-centric and oblivious to their surroundings, were still soundly asleep, making the atmosphere around us even more peculiar.

At the same time, I began to sort through the events we’d encountered so far.

Chaos.

That was my first impression. Okay, I admit my intelligence definitely didn’t reach the level of an Elf like Lilina, but the situation being chaotic was undeniably true.

First off, there was a research base with a history of about twenty years underneath a hundred-year-old school district. This base was clearly meant to be kept secret. The first question that arose was: Why had the people who established the base chosen such a location?

As a professional master of underhanded tactics, I can tell you, the best place to build a base would be someplace so remote that no one could think of it or find it, not beneath a school that was rather famous twenty years ago. That location was convenient for buying toilet paper at best and had none of the necessary conditions for establishing a secret base.

And just to be clear, the convenience of buying toilet paper isn’t actually a prerequisite for building a secret base.

In theory, a group of scientists (let’s assume that for now) who could establish a research center 200 meters underground should be a bit smarter than me, meaning if I could come up with this stuff, those geniuses should have no reason not to. This proved that the research base had to be established here–perhaps their research couldn’t continue without this specific location?

Then there was the base, established and then abandoned by some organization, which had drawn Olympus’s attention. Even when the entire organization had gone into a dormant state, one of their low-level officers was still personally infiltrating the school to look for clues about this underground base. What kind of secrets was the base hiding?

Olympus possessed very advanced technology; they had even developed a Space Transmission Device that humans theoretically wouldn’t be able to create for hundreds of years. What could a research base established twenty years ago contain that would interest such an organization?

Besides these two questions, there were many things I couldn’t make sense of. Olympus had always had the appearance of a shadowy organization conspiring to overthrow the world. If we’re talking about fighting, I had plenty of talented people, but when it came to schemes and tricks–how many talents could I expect to rise from under Pandora’s command?

Strictly speaking, Xyrin Apostles, who typically solved everything with an iron fist, probably didn’t bother with all these complicated plots and schemes in their heads; they were strategists, but none of them were plotters…

Lost in my thoughts, I felt more and more confused until I finally resigned myself to fate: It seemed I was not cut out for world domination. With my reasoning skills, even if I tried to conquer the world, I’d probably just end up supplying experience points to some passing Ultraman…

But just then, Anwina’s sudden urgent call interrupted my train of thought, and an image sent me reeling…

“Master! Master!!” Anwina’s anxious voice suddenly erupted in my mind. Before I could even react, an image was transmitted to me through our shared vision, “Master! This is what I just found! Do you think this could be…”

But I couldn’t focus on what Anwina was saying next because, in the eerie blue vision of the Dead Souls, a bizarre rectangular device completely captured my attention. And on the front of that device, a symbol made of four diamond shapes was too familiar to ignore.

A Xyrin Military Emblem…

Anwina’s gaze slowly moved, and a room resembling the Xyrin Weapon Exhibition Hall gradually took shape before my eyes.

In an instant, a multitude of scattered speculations and enigmas all connected, and faint conjectures began to take a clearer form.

Crap, this time, the problem seemed big… (To be continued. If you wish to know what happens next, please log in to www.NovelFire.net. There are more chapters available, support the author, support genuine reading!)