Chapter 416: The Future of the Dead
“Area 19, Haisi Calamity Realm; Area 20, Hidden Dragon Forest; Area 19, Eternal Flow Sea, Skeleton Island.”
At the long table, an investigator with glasses listed eight locations where the Red Spade Person had appeared in the past 20 days. He tapped the table and said in a deep voice, “These locations have no discernible pattern. Furthermore, around 10 AM on November 2nd, the Red Spade appeared in two of these areas simultaneously. Currently, it appears the Red Spade possesses some form of clone ability.”
“Clerk Mu, what are your thoughts?”
Mu Qingtong took the information on the Red Spade Person from the investigator, glanced at it casually, and nodded in a soft voice, “It’s a mental-type clone, with a maximum of three.”
This was one of her Spirit Unsealing abilities, Spirit Puppet. Not only could she use mental power as a sacrifice to form clones, but she could also control a target’s body under certain specific conditions. This was also the ability she used most often, previously employed frequently against Mr. Xia.
Her thoughts paused. She returned the information sheet to the investigator and said, “I can’t discern more information, but the Red Spade Person’s Spirit Artifact Level is at least A-class.”
The investigator nodded thoughtfully, “An A-class Spirit Artifact, that’s a bit troublesome.”
It had to be said, Clerk Mu’s B-grade mental Spirit Artifact was indeed formidable. It not only formed a mental defense network but also possessed an auxiliary ability called ‘Truth Piercer,’ which could penetrate all disguises upon seeing the target and reveal all its true information.
It was because of this that since Clerk Mu arrived at their Area 19 Holy Department, the progress on information gathering about the Red Spade Person had been considerably faster.
Mu Qingtong’s cool and aloof little face remained calm, and she nodded without saying anything.
The so-called Truth Piercer was actually her Bronze Eye of Deconstruction.
Through the Eye of Deconstruction, she had easily seen through the overall strength of everyone in the Area 19 Holy Department.
The overall strength of the Area 19 Holy Department was clearly several levels higher than that of Area 51.
The solemn old man sitting at the head of the table was the Bureau Chief of this Holy Department, Ye Shi, at the True Martial Second Realm.
Among the twenty-four captains on either side of the long table, there were those at the True Martial First Realm and Pu Wu (Rank 5), with the weakest being at the Fourth-stage Spirit Master.
The overall strength of the Area 19 Holy Department ranked fourth among all the major branches of the Holy Department. It was not weak, but not the strongest either; the strongest was the Central Holy Department located in the First Area.
In fact, the reason for the uneven strength of the Holy Departments in various branches was not only related to the economic and military strength of the Area itself but also to the spatio-temporal stability of the respective branch.
The more unstable the spatio-temporal environment, the more Nightmare Clan members would accidentally break into the Real World, naturally requiring more and stronger investigators to handle them. The Central Holy Department would then dispatch personnel uniformly based on the talent needs of each Area.
Of course, the spatio-temporal environment of the First Area, where the Central Holy Department was located, was actually the most stable, and the Boundless Realm that protected the Area’s safety was also the most robust. However, it was, after all, the First Area where dignitaries and nobles gathered.
The discussion about the Peach Organization in the Holy Department soon concluded. Mu Qingtong, with a gentle smile, bid farewell to a few familiar colleagues and slowly left the Holy Department building.
For her, she preferred solitude, or perhaps staying alone in a vacant room to clear her thoughts. However, if she had to integrate into a collective, it wouldn’t be a difficult task.
It was just that she was not accustomed to it now. If Mr. Xia were by her side…
The black-dressed woman paused, her beautiful eyes lifting slightly to gaze at the bright, full moon hanging in the sky.
It was getting late. She suddenly remembered that Cha Nai Xue was coming to see her today.
Mu Qingtong naturally understood Cha Nai Xue’s purpose for visiting, but honestly, she had nothing much to say to Cha Nai Xue.
She had waited for Mr. Xia for a day, two days, ten days… now a month, and this guy still had no news, as if he were truly dead.
However, it was fine. After all, the Empire’s territory was vast. If Mr. Xia were resurrected in Area 51, it would take at least two to three months to reach Area 19.
So, she wasn’t anxious, not at all anxious.
She believed that after waiting a little longer…
A dark, luxurious hovercar silently slid to a stop in front of her. The car door opened, and Fei, dressed in a maid’s uniform, appeared in the driver’s seat. “Mistress, where to?”
“Bronze Tower.”
Mu Qingtong withdrew her gaze, got into the car, and closed her eyes to rest.
Regarding the ambush a month ago, the Empire had implemented very thorough secrecy measures, not a single bit of information leaking out, as if it had never happened.
However, based on the information reported by the Peach Organization members who had infiltrated the Astronomical Bureau the day before yesterday, she finally understood why these ants had wanted to surround and kill her and Mr. Xia.
—Sirius! Those imperial dignitaries and high-ranking officials actually believed that one of them, either her or Mr. Xia, would cause world destruction, so they wanted to nip it in the bud.
How ridiculous.
Even though Mr. Xia was falsely accused as a wanted criminal and had so much mud slung at him, he had never intended to retaliate against the world or destroy it.
As for her, at most, she just wanted to change some of the Empire’s current situation. As for destroying the world? She had no interest in that.
However, one other point worth noting was that there were actually two Sirian stars. According to the information displayed by the Astronomical Bureau, the time of the appearance of the first one coincided exactly with her promotion to the First Stage.
She didn’t know the specific time of Mr. Xia’s promotion to the First Stage, but the second Sirius appeared exactly on the night she first met Mr. Xia. This coincidence clearly indicated that the second Sirius was Mr. Xia.
This discovery did not surprise Mu Qingtong much.
After all, Mr. Xia was a fellow being she recognized.
However, regardless of anything else, judging from these two strange Sirian stars, she and Mr. Xia did possess a unique characteristic, a kinship that did not involve a third person.
As for the Astronomical Bureau, which spread the rumor that Sirius would cause world destruction, or the more mysterious existence hidden behind it, they likely had some unspeakable purpose?
!
Since that was the case, perhaps she could accelerate the infiltration of the Astronomical Bureau and take control of this core imperial institution that liked to cause her trouble.
As Mu Qingtong’s thoughts drifted, the hovercar had already arrived downstairs at the Bronze Tower.
***
Top floor.
Cha Nai Xue drank her eighteenth cup of water. She had reached her limit.
This Mu Qingtong was pushing her too far.
She had waited from afternoon to dusk, from dusk until the moon was high in the sky! Four hours.
If it weren’t for the fact that the top floor of this building faced the moonlight, which was suitable for cultivating her S-grade Spirit Robe, she would never have tolerated this woman named Mu for so long.
“Tap—tap—”
The crisp sound of high heels on the floor approached. Cha Nai Xue slowly raised her eyes. Above her black crystal high heels was a classic black dress. The silver-haired woman’s light-gold beautiful eyes looked down, meeting her purple pupils.
A gentle, faint smile curled the corner of Cha Nai Xue’s lips. “Miss Mu, you are truly difficult to wait for.”
“I know your purpose for coming,” Mu Qingtong said in a soft voice, concise and comprehensive. “He is dead.”
“…” This abrupt statement made Cha Nai Xue freeze. Her pupils contracted imperceptibly, and she fell into a long silence.
The black-dressed woman sat on the sofa opposite, crossed her legs, picked up a book, and prepared to flip through it, without even lifting her eyelids. “If there’s nothing else, you can leave.”
Cha Nai Xue’s purple eyes darkened, and she narrowed them slightly, “You don’t seem to be sad?”
Mu Qingtong glanced at the snow-skirt woman indifferently, lost in thought. “You seem a little angry.”
“…”
Seeing this woman’s evasive attitude, Cha Nai Xue knew she wouldn’t get any specific details. But it didn’t matter.
She smiled, pursed her lips, and said softly, “Mu Qingtong, guess what? Can my Naraka’s Between see the future of the dead.”
