Chapter 467: The Once Great (2)

Chapter 467: The Once Great (2)

After Bruce, Lex, and Clark's figures left the hollow space, Schiller surveyed the underground hollow, ignoring the half-pound micro-camera left behind by Bruce, and prepared to get to work.

Although it was referred to as an experiment, in reality, it was quite simple. Schiller transformed directly into mist and floated above the monster egg. As soon as the mist touched the egg, the monster egg disappeared without a trace.

Next, Schiller focused his attention on the ring on his hand. In a moment, he appeared on the familiar gray island in the mist space, turning his head to see the giant monster egg right beside him.

Schiller circled around the monster egg and noticed that while the heartbeat inside the egg had increased slightly, there were no signs of it hatching.

Since that was the case, Schiller decided to leave it there and deal with other matters first.

Returning to the Manor's underground, the mist let out a cheerful "Yeah!" and began feasting.

The gray mist spread, covering the entire hollow space, and the sound of munching could be heard incessantly. After a few minutes, all the kryptonite on the device was devoured.

"Burp... I'm full!"

The mist let out a satisfied sigh and fell silent, seemingly concentrating on digestion once again.

Schiller looked at the empty underground hollow, about to take a step to leave, when suddenly he remembered something and muttered to himself, "Oh, right, did Lex say that the previous me left something here?"

"Well, let me see, where could it be hidden?"

He first examined the hollow and then decisively left the area.

Firstly, because there was really nowhere to hide anything in the hollow. Secondly, if the previous Schiller was an ordinary person, the radiation here would have killed him in an instant, so he wouldn't have had time to hide something here.

Schiller walked outside, searching through the hallways and corridors, but found nothing. Eventually, he returned to the cellar they had come down from before.

In the cellar and the corridor leading to the hall, Schiller carefully checked several times. Finally, he unscrewed a lamp at the top and found what seemed to be a hidden compartment. He reached up and indeed touched a metal object.

After retrieving the item, Schiller found it was a small safe, small enough to be held in one's arms. Considering Lex's description earlier, Schiller guessed that it might contain something related to the Dionysian factor.

So, he separated a wisp of mist to open the safe's lock.

With a crisp sound, the cellar door opened, and it remained open for quite some time, but no one came out from inside.

After a few minutes, both Bruce and Lex crawled out of the cellar's door. They looked around in confusion, seemingly puzzled by the lack of enemies.

"It seems Clark dealt with them," Lex said, observing the traces on the snowy ground.

"Impossible. Clark doesn't kill," Bruce replied.

Lex snorted disdainfully, saying, "How long have you known him? You sound like it's been ten years, but in reality, it hasn't even been a day. How can you know he..."

"Hey, guys, I'm back!"

Just then, Clark descended from the sky, hands on his hips, slowly landing on the ground. Bruce frowned and asked, "Where did you go?"

Lex noticed that Clark was covered in chill, with snowflakes in his hair and eyebrows, as if he had been standing in the snow for a long time.

"I got rid of those annoying agents," Clark replied.

"Got rid of them? Where did you send them?" Lex asked skeptically. "You didn't actually kill them, did you?"

"Of course not, I wouldn't do something so cruel. I just sent them back home."

With that, Kayla strode past Bruce and left the room. After descending one floor, she entered another room on the fifth floor, where Alfred looked at her helplessly.

About ten minutes ago, Kayla brought Alfred to the room where Benjamin had stored the materials. Kayla walked behind the table, took out the documents from a folder, and carefully examined the contents.

"Oops, sorry. I've been curious for a while, but Benjamin was very cautious, and I never found an opportunity to look. Do you want to see it?" Kayla asked.

Alfred shook his head and said, "When you reach my age, you won't want to look back at your own history. It's all a dark past."

Upon hearing this, Kayla instinctively glanced at the column labeled "Emotions" in Alfred's personal files, where a long list of names was written.

"Okay, never mind. Let's quickly dispose of it all as if this never happened," Kayla said.

Alfred shook his head and said, "No need to be so troublesome. With Bruce's intelligence, if he really suspected me, he would have thoroughly investigated this information. Destroying these documents isn't that important."

Kayla sighed, looking at Alfred's indifferent expression, and said, "Even though you and Bruce have a good relationship, from what I've observed, he's a very typical American, instinctively suspicious of everything."

Seeing that Alfred was not interested in discussing this topic, Kayla persisted, "I have to make sure that Little Wayne doesn't suspect you, or that he has feelings for you too, rather than just you unilaterally giving everything. Otherwise, one day, he will hurt you."

Kayla reached out to push Alfred and said, "You wait downstairs. I want to see what Little Wayne will do when he sees these documents. If he dares to betray you, I'll shoot him."

Kayla had feelings for Alfred, and Alfred had the same for her. He had been a good teacher to her, pouring a part of his family's affection into her. Faced with Kayla's goodwill, Alfred couldn't firmly refuse.

So, after Kayla handed over the documents to Bruce, he stood behind the table, looking at the pile of documents on the desk. From his current angle, he could only see the first page, which had Alfred's basic information written on it.

Bruce walked forward and picked up the documents. He aligned them on the table but didn't flip through them. Instead, he took out a lighter.

As he watched the papers slowly turn to ashes in the flames, Bruce turned to look out of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Behind him, the first page of the documents quickly burned out, and the words "KGB - Military Intelligence Agent: Alfred Pennyworth" disappeared in the fire.

As Bruce stood by the window, gazing at the snow outside, he wondered if his butler had seen larger and more beautiful snowfalls in the vast snowy plains of a northern nation.

"But there's one more thing I need to confirm." In the room on the fifth floor, Kayla hesitated and asked, "Of course, if it's something you can't talk about, just forget I asked."

"There's nothing I can't say; you have a higher rank now."

"It's not really important, but it's about the 'Philby List.' You know, I find it hard to persuade those fools to change their minds. I need to ensure that you've hidden it securely; otherwise, it would be quite troublesome if it were lost."

"I did hide it initially, but later, I decided to completely part ways with my past identity and return everything to its rightful place. So, I contacted Moscow and had them retrieve the list from a designated contact point."

"After I sent the list to them, they sent agents to collect it, and the list should be back in Moscow by now."

"Back in Moscow?" Kayla frowned seriously and said, "That's not possible. I've maintained communication with Moscow all this time. If the list had already returned to Moscow, why is the Philby List case causing such a stir?"

Alfred also frowned, saying, "I'm sure the communication between me and Moscow is trustworthy, with no one else involved. As for the whereabouts of the list..."

He shook his head and said, "...I don't know either."

Meanwhile, in the underground of the Manor, Schiller successfully used the mist to cheat and open the safe.

Upon opening the safe, he was surprised to find not the expected Dionysian factor reagent but rather an ordinary-looking folder.

On the folder was a shiny emblem with a sickle, hammer, and red flag.

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