190 Chapter 182 - Back to the Present and Trackers.

Sky, Chris, and Ben are in their own room, pretending to read a Holy book while in fact, they are viewing a live record of the trackers they send into the pool, with Chris's phone. They could have stayed in the Mini Dimension but they get informed by Dominic that there will be a room check in the night and so, in order to prevent any unnecessary troubles for Dominic, they return to their own room, and indeed, as soon as they get back to their room, they were visited by a group of men with black robe.

After the black rode men checked their room and left, they immediately set up a sound and sense barrier around their room along with the other two rooms.

"Ah... The view from these trackers is so clear despite of being so tiny." said Chris, rather amused.

"I added a magnifying function to them so it can capture the surrounding clearly without getting affected by the size." said Ben, very satisfied with his own work.

"Hmm... It's really impressive. Anyway, should I launch the auto-tracking?" Sky asked.

"Yes, go ahead, it should be quite safe to do it now." said Chris.

And so, Sky launches the trackers into auto-tracking mode, the trackers start moving down into the pool.

In a few seconds, one of the trackers reached the bottom of the pool. Instead of a solid ground, it's made up of a few pieces of adjustable glass platforms, there are timers and gears around the platform to control its movements.

"Ah... So there are indeed translucent platforms at the bottom of the pool. So it wasn't just my imagination after all... Well, I assume they will be opened automatically at different sets of time huh?" said Chris.

"I wonder will those trackers find a way to get through the platform." said Sky.

The three of them continue to observe the live record. Suddenly...

"Bang!" A hand slapped the glass platform from the other side and retracted.

"Ugh... What a jump scare! I could never imagine of seeing one from here." said Sky.

Then without any warning, a slightly deformed person appeared at the other side of the platform, scratching the glass platform before getting forcibly dragged away by a pair of hands in black gloves.

"Ah..."

"Hmm... So it's twice in a row." said Chris, rather teasing.

"Hey, you two, can both of you be more serious?" said Ben.

"Ben, you are such an atmosphere killer." said Sky.

"But yeah, let's get serious. That deformed person just now, don't you feel that he looks like one of the residents that disappeared?" said Chris.

"Hah... Now you mentioned it. No wonder I feel that he looks familiar... Should we investigate it more?" said Sky.

"Yeah... But right now, I'm rather interested with the route that passed the other trackers." said Chris.

"Well, you are right about that. But look at this tracker's record map. Despite showing pure darkness, the trackers are indeed continue to move, and don't you feel anything familiar with this formation?" Chris asked while pointing at the map he just opened in his tablet.

On the map, there are numerous green lines that slowly advancing and spreading through the map, those lines are actually the traces of routes that were taken by all of the trackers Ben made.

"Wow... I don't know they have this function." said Sky.

"Well, originally they don't. This is the additional function I put on them." said Ben.

"Ah... Ben, I never know you could do that." said Sky, who is a bit amazed.

Then, both Ben and Chris stared at Sky, as if they are telling him: "What? You don't know about that?".

According to the map, the trackers had swum through the areas that are very unlikely to have any water source, but judging by the size of the trackers, it's probably some tiny tubes filled with water, that cannot be seen by naked eyes. These tubes seem to be passing around and through the areas that were omitted by Quill Town's trackers Sky hacked the day before.

"Hmm..." Chris observed the tracing map without saying anything.

"Hey Chris, you seem to have figured out something, mind to share?" Sky asked.

"Well... Let's just wait for the trackers to move even more." said Chris. Sky nodded.

The green lines continue to grow and spread through the area, while the recorded scenes are still showing pure black, which indicates that the trackers might be inside of the ground or in the wall. At the same time, the tracker that reached the bottom of the pool had successfully squeezed through the tiny gap of the glass platform and starts swimming towards the surface.

"Hey look, is that a dungeon or something like that?" said Sky after seeing that tracker's live record.

"Tsk... The angle of the view is so bad that I'm not certain about it, but from the atmosphere shown, it does looks like a dungeon." said Chris.

"Have a look at this as well. One of these trackers had stopped too." said Ben.

"Sky, switch to that tracker." said Chris.

"Alright." Sky switches to the trackers they mentioned, and to their surprise, they saw a very familiar scene they encountered the day before.

The tubes are actually connected to the half kirin from the underground they sealed the day before. The tracker stopped as it was blocked by the filter that filters out any 'impurities' from the water.

"Uh-huh... This doesn't look good." said Sky while looking at the tracer map that shows other trackers that are still working hard to swim towards the other three areas...

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*Something out of the story

Sky: "Dear readers."

Chris: "Hmm?"

Sky: "As what Chris said. Right now, this story is free on the authorized platform, so please read it from authorized platforms as mental support for the writer."

Chris: "Mhm... There are two authorized platforms. One is webnovel.com. And another one is that messy and half-dead Weebly site that she uses for draft and backup... But not recommended."

Sky: "Ah... Haha. Yes, as Chris said."

Chris: "But look out, those scums might change this note to their own website link. So, be cautious.

Sky : "By the way, if the cover page is the old cover page that shows  two stickmen, stop reading it, it's cursed and might caused the writer to stop writing."

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