Chapter 924: Hope for Humanity

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Chapter 924: Hope for Humanity

"Notification for Player 0000! You've destroyed the second altar! Your location has been confirmed by Gao Xing!" The system startled Han Fei. He still wasn't a match for Gao Xing's soul. "How did Gao Xing lock onto my location?"

After cutting two figurines, the pattern of two human heads appeared on Han Fei's Rest in Peace. The heads bit the hilt. Han Fei couldn't remove them. They radiated the presence of Unmentionable. For Han Fei, unless he dropped Rest in Peace, God would always know his location. Studying the hilt, Han Fei believed this could come in useful. He could use Rest in Peace to misdirect God.UppTodated from nô/v/e/lb(i)n.c(o)/m

"The blade emits the presence of Unmentionable. If I can kill Gao Xing, it'll raise another level!" As long as he could survive, Han Fei's future would be beautiful.

After the figurines in the elevator and office were destroyed, the space looked brighter.

"Shall we clean up the scene?" The worker was from the waste treatment center. When he saw the mess, he wanted to clean it.

"The people outside would have heard the commotion. They'd come over soon. Don't waste time on these pointless things." Han Fei sat at Fu Jing's desk. "Fu Jing has the highest access at Immortal Skyscraper. So, where is he now?" Looking at Fu Jing's itinerary, Han Fei noticed something strange. Other than this Thursday, his week was packed. "Why did he leave Thursday free?"

At that moment, someone knocked on the office door. A middle-aged man's voice said, "Boss, are you back?"

The worker panicked immediately. He flailed his hands about as he whispered to Han Fei, "Fu Jing's secretary is here. Normally, he's responsible for relaying Fu Jing's order. He's a very stern person."

"Thank you." The worker hugged the suit and stayed behind Han Fei. He didn't want to run anymore.

Han Fei continued to rummage through the room. There were many things hidden inside the male secretary's drawer. There was a layout of Immortal Skyscrapper. It suggested that the original building wasn't designed by Fu Tian but by another person. However, that person had mysteriously disappeared and everything about him had been wiped out.

"At first, all the experiments here were related to life extension. Someone has hidden a black box at the bottom of the building..." Han Fei had a feeling they were referencing the black box. Back then, it was Fu Sheng who used the black box to bring about the scientific revolution. "The black box appears to come from another world. It is a door and a key. Whenever it opens, it'll bring a miracle. The Immortal Skyscraper is made because of it.

"The future Immortal Project uses it as a foundation too. As Immortal Project progresses, everyone understands its uniqueness. It is God's hope for the person with the most despair. To ensure that we can continue to use the black box, we must cultivate the most despairing persona. Only then could we master hope."

Han Fei was reading when the phone on the man's body lit up. An unknown person wanted to communicate. The worker shut down the phone in a panic. However, moments later, all the communicative devices in the secretary's office lit up.

"Is this a warning?" Han Fei felt that if he didn't answer, the other party would use another method to communicate with him. After a moment's hesitation, he accepted the call. After a few moments of silence, and Han Fei was about to hang up, a strange man's voice said, "Secretary Zhang is dead. You should be the one who murdered him."

"Who are you?"

"I'm having a meal with his boss. Isn't it right for the master to care about his dog?" The man's voice was cold. "It's fine if a dog is dead, but I'm warning you. Don't do anything pointless, or else everyone related to you will die." The call didn't end, but the man's voice disappeared. Han Fei memorized the man's tone and words. The elevator opened. The footsteps were especially heavy, like the person was walking for the first time.

The secretary's computer received a collective mail from the main computer. "x Month x Day, Thursday, 17:04. Perfect Life is running normally. No new death among the focused targets! Consciousness for parts of the targets has returned. Unlocking the limits on individuals! Let us cheer for the imminent miracle!"