Chapter 108
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Chapter 108: “Profligate”
“By the way, what is the ‘name’ you have been given?” Amy suddenly asked.
Maryse thought about it for a moment before replying truthfully,
“I am Psychic Dancer. Well, my ability is more focused on psychic power.”
“The power of the soul… I am not very familiar with extraordinary power, but I have been studying relevant books intensively,” Amy remarked.
“Nightsaber,” Mu Ling answered promptly.
Amy then calmly turned to Alan, silently applying pressure.
Alan wanted to sigh deeply. These two… He didn’t really want to reveal too much information, but now that he was the only one left, he had no choice but to respond.
“The name given to me is… Mysterious Magician.”
Smiling, Amy nodded before asking,
“Hmm, I see. So, what is everyone’s current situation in the real world?”
Alan suddenly spoke in an unpleasant tone,
“I don’t think we are that familiar with each other yet.”
“Hmm, I apologize.”
Amy nodded again, not at all upset.
“It seems I have overstepped my bounds. I used to think members of Babel Tower were all close comrades… Apparently, that’s not the case.”
Looking around at the group, Mu Ling finally spoke.
“I am a hunter.” A hunter? Alan chuckled.
Of course, he knew that Nightsaber was actually Mu Ling, but he had no intention of revealing her true identity.
A hunter—a special mutant caused by the Outer Gods. A monster that hunts other monsters. Maryse muttered silently,
“You are the only one willing to openly speak about your true identity.” Mu Ling continued speaking to Amy,
“I don’t trust you, but I believe in the Savior. With him present, even if my identity is exposed, nothing will happen.”
Amy nodded and moved on to the next topic.
“Speaking of which, the Rock Morgan Group may already be pursuing me… Do you have any way to help me evade them?”
Mu Ling immediately responded, “Do you need a Relic that can help you hide?
I can get it for you and give it to you at the meeting in ten days.” A Relic with the ability to conceal someone?
Amy remembered that the so-called Relic was an object possessing extraordinary power. Indeed, she needed it.
“Thank you. What price do I need to pay?” Amy asked without hesitation.
“Although I really want to say there is no need for any price, the hunter’s rule is to never act for free… Otherwise, hunters will become worthless.”
After thinking for a moment, Mu Ling turned to Amy and said, “Could you give me something belonging to the Night Union?
Ideally, something with reconnaissance capabilities so I can search for my enemies.” Amy replied,
“Alright, I can get you a new type of reconnaissance military robot from Noy Military—one that cannot be purchased through normal channels.
It will help you search for your target across a wide range of the city.” Alan interjected,
“Doesn’t that thing require authentication and unlocking before it can be used?” Amy calmly replied,
“I can directly command it to remove the restrictions.”
“Alright…” Alan fell into deep contemplation. “The power of my ‘teammates’ seems more exaggerated one after another.
Why was I chosen in the first place?”
[Let’s stop here for today.] At that moment, Bai Yan suddenly spoke.
He then sent the Core Operators away, remaining alone on the Crystal Throne, lost in thought.
Hmm.
Although they had created a private forum, and he could spy on one of them by “live streaming” his phone screen, that was all it was—just spying.
This process was extremely troublesome. Moreover, it seemed like he was increasingly being left out.
“It appears that a senior member must join the new staff of Babel Tower…
Someone to guide the newcomers… and also report to the boss… No, in fact, the truth is revealed—
The senior member is actually the boss himself.”
Bai Yan fully understood that his identity as the Savior was too high-ranking, making it impossible for him to speak freely.
Creating a non-existent person would obviously be more advantageous.
Wearing a disguise would be a better approach. But how should this disguise be crafted?
First and foremost, there was one fundamental principle—
The identity of this alias must be completely separate from “Bai Yan” and the “Savior.”
The “veteran member” must never appear to have any connection to Bai Yan or the Savior.
“Hmm, what kind of personality would be completely different from ‘me’?”
Bai Yan continued to contemplate, gradually constructing a fresh identity in his mind.
All things crumble and are rebuilt anew.
The sky in New Street was always dark, never once illuminated by sunlight.
Upon returning home, Amy realized that not much time had passed.
The flow of time is one-to-one.
“Ah… The Babel Tower, the Savior, and the other members… There’s really a lot to process.”
Amy shook her head and looked toward her brother lying on the bed.
The situation was hundreds of times better than the worst-case scenario she had imagined.
She had even considered the possibility of being trapped in a jar for the rest of her life, controlled as a mere tool.
But now, the reality was that she had been forcibly recruited into a powerful organization with clear rewards and punishments.
As usual, she organized the information she had gathered today and recorded everything about her three Babel Tower comrades in her mental chip.
Nightsaber: Female. Self-proclaimed hunter. An honest and straightforward girl. Currently trustworthy, as she appears to heavily rely on our Savior and Babel Tower.
Mysterious Magician: Male. Unknown in the real world. Doesn’t seem to trust me and is very cautious. His level of trust in our Savior and Babel Tower is also low. Must have been forced to join recently.
Psychic Dancer: Female. Real-world identity appears to be that of a noble lady. Lacks trust in anyone except Nightsaber. Always keeps her distance and observes others. Likely has many inner thoughts and possibly an unknown side.
Finally, she recorded information about the Savior.
The Savior: Can read thoughts and manipulate operators. A mysterious entity claiming the goal of “saving the entire world.”
Suspected to possess various inexplicable powers.
She fell silent for a moment before writing her final conclusion:
“Incapable of resistance, speculation, or refusal.”
After finishing the recording report, Amy began to construct the ideal secret forum.
To an ordinary programmer, this might be a time-consuming task, but for Amy, it was effortless.
She only needed to give orders, and the network would “work” for her automatically.
It was a faithful follower of “Cybertyrant.”
Outside Noah’s world, natural disasters ran rampant.
The three major countries were not adjacent to each other, and the overseas territories were extremely barbaric, with very few civilized areas.
But why could the networks of these three countries still connect to each other?
The answer lay in an unimaginable force—
Someone had been using extraordinary power to open “part of the otherworld realm” as a signal tower for a long time.
By using designated exit positions, they had significantly shortened the distance between the countries, ultimately establishing an interconnected network.
This was the work of only a very small group of people, but Amy had discovered it by chance—
And she borrowed it.
After some observation, she came to a conclusion:
These people were members of a cult that worshiped the “God of Cyber.”
After setting up the private forum, Amy effortlessly infiltrated the Air Alliance network from thousands of miles away—
Much like Napoleon strolling into Paris.
She soon discovered that the country’s network was incredibly outdated, yet still obedient to her commands.
“So, bring them in.”
A while later…
Inside the minimalist, pure white secret forum, several Core Operators of Babel Tower came online, one after another.
“X: Hello, everyone.”
“Nightsaber: Is this the forum you created? It’s very well done. You are really talented, X.”
“Psychic Dancer: I’ve been feeling quite lonely these past few days, but now I finally have someone to chat with…”
Amy glanced briefly and saw that “Mysterious Magic” was also online—
But he didn’t say a word.
Cautious type.
At that moment, she suddenly realized—
Something was wrong!
There was a member she had never seen before—
Someone completely unknown to her had somehow entered this secret forum!
“What’s happening?!”
Amy was immensely surprised.
Even with the power she possessed, this was the first time her self-designed network defense had been breached!
Soon, the unexpected intruder sent two messages:
“I am also a member of Babel Tower.
Sorry, X. I didn’t inform you. I just used the power of the ‘Savior’ to break in.”
“You may call me ‘Profligate’.”
