Chapter 111

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Chapter 111: The Secret of the Babel Tower

The East Industrial Zone

Night had fallen.

It had rained that afternoon, and the air was filled with the humid, earthy scent of petrichor.

The Night Watchers had arrived at the industrial area and quickly surrounded Block 31.

The teams that arrived included the first, seventh, eighth, and twelfth squads.

In addition, there were hundreds of auxiliary combat personnel.

One armored vehicle after another came to a halt.

Heavily armed elite soldiers disembarked swiftly and took their positions.

Each of them was a well-trained warrior, equipped with expensive gear and always ready to assist the Night Watchers in maintaining order in the city.

Only with the firepower suppression and tactical coordination of these hundreds of combat support personnel was it possible to subdue even an ordinary Awakening-level superhuman.

As the elite team within the Night Watchers, the “ace” Lin Bian led the assault force for this sudden attack mission.

Meanwhile, the seventh, eighth, and twelfth teams formed an encircling net, ensuring that no target could escape.

Several members of the twelfth team had gathered inside an abandoned factory in the industrial district.

Adelaide, Holly, the bulky man, and Bai Yan arrived in a hurry.

Compared to the other three teams, the twelfth team had far fewer members.

After all, they were the “exiled” squad, not considered a regular unit by many.

However, their formation and salary remained the same.

Bai Yan had already noticed that besides the four of them inside the factory, there were still twenty combat support personnel standing guard outside.

These support personnel occasionally glanced in their direction, their eyes filled with both respect and envy.

Bai Yan nodded at them.

Although they lacked extraordinary strength, and were sometimes dismissed as mere “cannon fodder”, they were still his colleagues.

They were defending the city where their families lived.

Like the Night Watchers, they upheld their duty without prejudice—only lacking the luck and talent required to be extraordinary.

Of course…

If Bai Yan were asked to work as a combat support soldier, he would still refuse—there was simply too big a difference in pay and benefits.

Holly, appearing somewhat excited, was dressed in an unconventional black suit with ivory lace trims on the cuffs.

It was likely a modification of her own making. “Do you like it?” She asked Bai Yan with great sincerity, lifting her head as if she were a primary school student awaiting praise for her grades.

Bai Yan vaguely remembered that she had mentioned her mother was a tailor, capable of mending clothes for free.

“Eh, just so-so.” “Die! Take my punch!” “It seems like you two already know each other well.”

The big guy was as towering as ever, instantly catching Bai Yan’s attention.

He had arrived in a large vehicle, prepared with numerous snacks for supper.

As soon as they gathered, he began handing them out. “This is for you, Holly. You look as beautiful as always.”

A gentle smile appeared on the big guy’s dark face. Holly immediately beamed in response. “Thank you! I love hearing the truth!”

“This is for you, Bai Yan.” Bai Yan hesitated slightly before accepting the warm pastry. “Thank you.” It smelled amazing.

The large vehicle they had arrived in was a standard armed transport for the Night Watchers in the Demon Hunt Agency.

Painted a deep black, it was not only bulletproof but also capable of deflecting basic spell effects.

Inside, it housed magical tools that the Night Watchers used for their missions.

The big guy retrieved more snacks and attempted to distribute them among the combat support personnel.

However, this group was far more disciplined than the twelfth team and firmly refused to be distracted during a mission.

“Did he actually bring this many portions?” Bai Yan was completely stunned. “Is this big guy perhaps a logistics officer?”

“Is his extraordinary power the ability to conjure up delicious food?” Holly shook her head. “No, his power is actually a bit… evil.”

She lowered her voice before adding: “His family runs a pastry shop.” Adelaide stood by the roadside, communicating with someone through her earpiece. She seemed irritated, as though arguing. “Damn it!” After a while, she stormed over, her brow furrowed, and spoke in a displeased tone.

“I’ve already discussed the details with Lin Bian. Since we have fewer people, we only need to be responsible for this street…

“To be honest, I don’t want to sit around waiting for them to show up. I’d rather go in and capture them directly.”

She took the pastry the big guy offered her but remained visibly frustrated. “So, how should we proceed?” Bai Yan blinked.

This was his first time participating in a siege mission, and he didn’t fully understand the process. “Big guy, you teach him.”

Adelaide’s tone was unkind—she was clearly not in the mood to educate newcomers. The big guy chuckled and approached Bai Yan. “Hmm, it’s your first time? Actually, it’s very simple… “First, let’s set up the magic barrier together, Bai Yan.”

“It’s really easy, come on.” He retrieved a black box from the trunk, entered a password, and unlocked it.

Inside were four glowing talismans—they resembled the charms from Jackie Chan Adventures.

Bai Yan quietly memorized the password. The big guy laughed.

“These come from a spell master in the ‘Eyes of the Empire’. They’re called ‘Boundary Stones’.”

“Hundreds of them have been mass-produced. As long as they’re placed on the ground and an incantation is recited, a ritual boundary is formed.”

He handed some Boundary Stones to Bai Yan.

“Your phone should already have the designated locations. Miss Black Vulture sent them.”

Bai Yan knew about the Night Watchers’ ‘ritual boundary’.

Last time, it had temporarily trapped Weasley and withstood the black wizard leader for half an hour.

If the target was stronger, they could probably break it in minutes.

Mass-produced objects could only do so much.

However, for the mysterious and unfathomable black mist of Babel Tower, these barriers were completely useless.

“Alright, I’ll set them up now.”

Bai Yan left with the Boundary Stones and checked his phone.

A document marked four locations where he needed to place them.

Block 31 was part of the abandoned industrial zone—left deserted due to early pollution.

It was a rarely visited place, making it a perfect hiding spot for criminals or cultists.

It made perfect sense for Mr. Mystery to be hiding here.

Yet…

Something felt off.

Everything was happening too easily.

As Bai Yan placed the Boundary Stones, he recited the spell:

“The secrets beyond the stars.”

“The secrets within the darkness of night.”

“The secrecy of all things.”

“I implore you—turn into a cage, so my enemies cannot escape, with no way to flee or hide.”

Then, for some reason, Bai Yan suddenly recalled something Alan had once said:

“The essence of a ritual is just a form of play.”

Maybe…

The game of Babel Tower… is actually a kind of ritual?

He stood there, lost in thought.

Everything about Babel Tower was too mysterious to fathom.

Only one thing was certain—whoever created it must possess god-like powers.

If Babel Tower was indeed an extremely specialized ritual, then its ultimate goal… was to save the world, wasn’t it?

Or perhaps… there were other motives and hidden reasons.

He couldn’t think of anything at all.

As for Babel Tower, Bai Yan still knew very little about it.

There was no clear starting point to unravel its mystery.

No… it wasn’t entirely absent.

Recently, Bai Yan had been reading a lot of books related to the supernatural.

He specifically searched for the term “Babel Tower” and found a potentially related entity.

“Tower.”

An extremely fearsome extraordinary organization.

Yet, the people of Noah knew very little about them.

Why?

Because this organization was not a local extraordinary force.

They had only visited Noah.

The exact purpose of “Tower” was unclear.

So were its specific members and historical traces.

The only confirmed fact was their obsession with using “games” as a medium for conducting rituals.

Furthermore… thirteen years ago…

A member of “Tower” once appeared in Tatsumi City, causing a major incident.

Thirteen years ago?

Isn’t that the exact moment when my memory was distorted?

Bai Yan took a deep breath.

There were simply too many coincidences in the world.

Or rather… there were no coincidences at all.

“Let’s start investigating this ‘Tower’ organization and their game rituals.

“Perhaps, they have some connection to Babel Tower.”

Bai Yan murmured to himself.

After copying Mysterious Magic’s power, Bai Yan carefully confirmed with his extrasensory perception that there was no one nearby.

Then, he used his phone to access the interior of Babel Tower.

“Emergency mission!”

The vivid handwriting was still displayed on his cellphone screen.

Bai Yan tapped the prompt, and the mission began.

Game Prompt: Please select battle team members.

Hold on… something seems off.

Bai Yan immediately sensed a strange disharmony.

This is an emergency mission… just an emergency mission?

Not even a “momentous decision-making moment”?

By rights, resolving a boss-level task should be considered a momentous decision-making moment.

So why was this classified as just an emergency mission?

“The last task of the Black Star Event is still locked.

“After completing this task, will it automatically be considered ‘cleared’?”

Bai Yan proceeded to select a battle member, still feeling that something was wrong.

Then, he immediately noticed another issue.

Astonishingly… only one person needed to be chosen.

His brow furrowed once again.

“Generally speaking, the more important the mission, the more people are required to participate.

“Tasks that require only one person are usually not that important…

“But ‘Mr. Mystery’ is undoubtedly a boss-level character in Black Star.”

Could it be that the news about ‘Mr. Mystery’ was nothing more than a false rumor?

Bai Yan considered this possibility… but couldn’t be sure.

There were other explanations as well.

For example…

Perhaps because the ‘Emperor’ was so powerful, the mission’s difficulty had greatly decreased, requiring only one participant.

But no matter the reason…

Bai Yan had already decided on the candidate for battle.

For tasks related to ‘Mr. Mystery’, there was simply no other choice.

“Face your sins!!”