Chapter 415: Heavenbreaker Meeting

Chapter 415: Heavenbreaker Meeting

Room 9 of Borderrunners, seven o’clock in the morning.

Qing Ling remained on her side. She had slept through the night without even turning slightly.

While Room 9 had good sound insulation, it was still inside the tabletop game cafe, and late at night, the ruckus players made in excitement or other reasons could be heard. Still, Qing Ling hadn’t been woken up. With Gao Yang guarding her, her subconscious stayed relaxed and filtered the background noises out.

Thus, Qing Ling didn’t wake up until day broke.

Clack.

The door opened.

Qing Ling’s eyes fluttered open, and she curled her fingers subconsciously, lifting three Black Gold darts into the air, ready to be launched toward the door.

“It’s me,” Amon hurriedly said, detecting the danger.

After a pause, Qing Ling rolled to a sitting position and lifted her left hand, calling the three darts back.

Amon entered the room with take-out breakfast for two.

Gao Yang had been resting on the rocking chair in the room with his eyes closed but staying awake. He opened his eyes.

Realizing what Gao Yang had done—or not done—Qing Ling wordlessly took a rubber band off her wrist and started tying her hair.

“Tsk, tsk.” Amon put the breakfast on the table with a smile. “Elder Seven Shadow, you’re even more of a square than I thought. I was expecting to see something exciting, but you didn’t even sleep on the same bed.”

Exciting? What about gory?

Gao Yang swallowed the comment and said, “We’re heading out after breakfast. Come afternoon, we hold the meeting on time. Make the necessary preparations.”

“Okay.” Amon gestured at him and took her leave.

After getting washed up, Gao Yang and Qing Ling had breakfast before going back to the Li City University at different times.

Staying outside overnight would of course attract his roommates’ curiosity and teasing. Gao Yang lied that he had gone home. Mi Shi, who had guessed that Gao Yang was with Qing Ling the whole night, didn’t expose him.

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Five o’clock in the evening, Gao Yang went to Amon’s cafe on Degenerate Street rather than going back to his dorm room.

Officer Huang put on a savvy, relaxed smile. “We have found something, but purely by accident.”

The others looked over at him, waiting for him to continue.

“It was Mischievous Monkey who found the clue. He should’ve come to the meeting himself, but his brother got sick and is staying at the hospital. He’s taking care of him.”

“Got it.”

Officer Huang picked up the disposable cup before him and took a sip of the tea. “I’ll briefly tell you about Mischievous Monkey. He’s over seventy years old. He only awakened nine years ago, and he has a twin brother, a wanderer.”

“A wanderer?” Amon gasped. “How can that be?”

Gray Bear, Lithe Snake, Nine Frost, Can, and Chen Ying each showed varying degrees of surprise.

“Yes, it seems absurd.” Officer Huang curled his lips. “That’s exactly why Mischievous Monkey joined us, to find the truth.”

Gao Yang raised a hand, indicating for him to continue.

“Last week, Mischievous Monkey comprehended a new Talent, Memory.” Officer Huang explained patiently. “Serial number 130, Knowledge-type. It grants photographic memory and makes one remember almost everything that has happened.”

Of course, Gao Yang thought. With so many awakeners dead, there would be more awakeners with multiple Talents.

In theory, X’s evil path to godhood was entirely viable.

“Having comprehended Memory, Mischievous Monkey recalls many things he had forgotten, including snippets from when he was merely an infant.”

The small commotion in the room died down. They knew Officer Huang was getting to the point.

“Mischievous Monkey vaguely remembers being submerged in a translucent growth tank in his infancy. It was a lab. Three adult men in white coats walked around every day, observing Mischievous Monkey and making records. They seemed to be some sort of researchers.”

“Mischievous Monkey remembers two things clearly. One is the pattern on the chest of the scientists’ white coats, consisting of two circles.”

Officer Huang took out his phone and opened an album. “Look, this is what Mischievous Monkey drew.”

The others rose to look at the drawing on the screen. Two circles sat side by side like the number 8 flipped by 90 degrees.

“Don’t you find this pattern familiar?” asked Officer Huang.

Gray Bear exclaimed, “The Godbearer Cult!”