Chapter 141
by post_apiChapter 141: New Activity! Ten Days’ Killing!
“What’s the news about Mu Ling?” Bai Yan wondered. He knew that Mu Ling often visited his café, but he had never imagined that by letting her guard down even slightly, she could encounter someone so important.
“Pastor” stood there with an aura that was both calm and imposing, radiating the presence of a mountain. His very being felt as unshakable as a city, a true Crown-level strong person. With just a thought, he could easily cause a massacre; the power in his hands could obliterate an entire city.
Clearly, Pastor had successfully broken through the Cognition Filter after prolonged contact, recognizing Mu Ling’s true identity. He intended to use this knowledge to strike a deal with the Demon Hunt Agency.
How disappointing, Bai Yan thought to himself. “Your trade partner is me.”
He spoke up, addressing Pastor with a polite but firm tone. “Oh, esteemed Mr. Pastor, may I ask what business you have with us? What is this important information regarding the Babel Tower members?”
Pastor, unphased, responded, “It is highly sensitive, so I cannot elaborate at this moment.” He gave a slight smile before continuing, “As for our transaction, I need your help in capturing a certain individual. If you can deliver her to me for interrogation, I will reveal Mu Ling’s whereabouts.”
Mu Ling’s location?
Bai Yan’s eyes widened as he made the connection. Pastor had previously contacted Mu Ling and traced the Hunter Clan’s base. This made sense—it was a normal outcome. This was the crucial information Pastor wanted to trade with the Demon Hunt Agency.
In a way, it was indeed a dangerous piece of intelligence. While Mu Ling herself could escape at any time through the black mist, the werewolf butler wouldn’t be able to evade the Demon Hunt Agency’s pursuit forever. A surprise attack could very well result in the werewolf’s capture.
It seemed like the next plot would lead directly to a clichéd rescue scene for her family. However, Bai Yan quickly realized that everything depended on one crucial factor: Pastor’s informant could not be a mole within the Babel Tower at the Demon Hunt Agency.
Pastor calmly shook his hand, and a photo appeared in his palm. The image displayed a vivid, colorful scene—a train station.
In the photo, a tall, slender woman in her thirties, dressed in a black suit with golden hair, appeared. She exuded sophistication, her intelligence surpassing her beauty. In her hand was a white alloy box. She looked around before stepping onto the train.
“This woman is Mary Scatino,” Pastor spoke calmly. “She was once a priestess of the Dark Light Church like me, but now she has become a traitor. She stole important documents from the church and came to this city. I hope your Demon Hunt Agency can catch her and return her to the Dark Light Church.”
Bai Yan studied the photo. The scene replayed over and over, showing a calm woman who didn’t appear distressed at all despite being a fugitive. Instead, she seemed entirely composed.
“Alright,” Bai Yan said, taking a deep breath. “We’ll report your proposal to the higher-ups. We, two pawns, have no decision-making power in this matter.”
He gave a smile, then added, “And as for this mutual aid group, it must be disbanded. I will inform the agency people immediately.”
Pastor nodded gently, not questioning him. The Babel Tower Aid Group had always been unnecessary. Bai Yan feared that these individuals might be used again, leading to disastrous consequences.
“Hmm?” Pastor suddenly narrowed his eyes. “That girl is gone!”
The three people present were stunned, and the “false Savior” stood bewildered, not understanding what had just happened.
Yes, Xiao Qiu was missing! Bai Yan had only just realized it. She disappeared without a trace in front of three powerful extraordinary beings—it was unbelievable!
Suddenly, a wave of déjà vu hit Bai Yan. Could it be that Xiao Qiu’s true identity was… her?
The mention of “Autumn” triggered his thoughts. Wasn’t that the name of a Core Operator from the Babel Tower? Truth Scholar—the scholar who enjoyed observing “the world of all things.” This being had been alive for an unknown number of years and was split into four personalities: spring, summer, autumn, and winter. The most common personality, “Autumn,” appeared as a regular college girl.
Bai Yan paused, recalling his first playthrough when he had barely interacted with the “Autumn” personality, given the pixelated design at the time. Every time he saw Xiao Qiu, he hadn’t recognized her.
The Autumn personality had a straightforward ability—eliminating one’s presence. Each of the four personalities had independent consciousness and thoughts, with two not even realizing their true identity. Thus, only Autumn’s psyche could deceive even herself.
“It seems that there are some unusual people around here,” Bai Yan muttered.
Pastor turned slowly, his figure gradually fading as black light enveloped him. “As a faithful servant of the Lord, I hope you can agree to my deal.”
With that, Pastor disappeared.
Merete Chambers, narrowing her eyes, smiled at Bai Yan. “Things are getting interesting, Mr. Bai.”
“Come back, Bullfight,” she commanded, her voice icy.
With a nod, the silent axe-wielding warrior transformed into a white page, which flew back into Merete Chambers’ body and vanished.
The Demon Hunt Agency soon arrived, taking away all the members of the Babel Tower rescue team. They would undoubtedly undergo interrogation, but none would be arrested or imprisoned. The usual procedure involved memory alteration, and they would be released.
Bai Yan and Merete Chambers watched silently as the events unfolded. Then, Miss Witch spoke with a smile, “Did you notice it? Pastor was lying just now.”
Bai Yan nodded slowly. “Indeed. It’s clear. He wasn’t just fishing for information. He was promoting the Dark Light Church’s teachings.”
There was no doubt now that Xiao Qiu’s behavior was part of the Dark Light Church’s plans. Pastor had been secretly using the Babel Tower’s name to carry out activities forbidden by the Air Alliance. Once the truth came to light, he’d likely distance himself from the “false Savior.”
Bai Yan turned his gaze to the middle-aged man, who had cowered in fear, now screaming hysterically. “Don’t kill me! I’m innocent! I haven’t done anything wrong!”
This man was a vagrant—nothing more. Bai Yan knew that well enough. The Night Watchers took him away, but whether he was truly innocent or not wasn’t for Bai Yan to decide. It would be up to the Adjudication Section to determine.
The scent of gardenia flowers filled the air as Miss Witch approached Bai Yan, her smile mysterious. “Bai, would you like me to report that trade? The Demon Hunt Agency might catch the Babel Tower member Mu Ling because of it.”
To her surprise, Bai Yan
nodded calmly, his smile
unwavering. “Of course, it must
be reported!”
He spoke solemnly. “Capturing
Babel Tower members is an
unavoidable duty for us.”
Nightfall.
The streets of Tatsumi City
were quieter than before. Many
people avoided going out at
night, burdened by the grief of
recent events—the pain of
losing loved ones, the sorrow
that lingered. It would not
disappear easily…
As Bai Yan returned home, his
phone vibrated unexpectedly.
He checked his device to find
that a new activity had been
released for “Babel Tower.” The
brief trial period had ended.
Game Tip:
“New event has been
launched!”
“New event! Ten Days’ Killing!”
“Please save the world within
ten days and kill the target of
this activity: ‘Mary Scatino.'”
Mary Scatino?
Bai Yan froze. Pastor had
mentioned her, the traitor from
the Dark Light Church. He
hadn’t realized how significant
she truly was.
Could the contents in the box
she carried really just be
important documents for the
Dark Light Church?
Bai Yan fell into deep thought.
The mission system of “Babel
Tower” only responded to
threats capable of
endangering the world…