Chapter 120 Dystopia Combat Division Warehouse



"Welcome to our base camp!"

The base camp was just an empty big warehouse, but Valka introduced it as if it was a magnificent place. Well, it was not exactly open. The aged furniture was placed randomly all over the floor, making Niveus feel overwhelmed by how messy this place was.

Though the furniture was all old and barred, the warehouse was surprisingly clean. Niveus didn't spot a speck of dust or cobwebs decorating the warehouse. Still, seeing how the furniture was haphazardly placed made his OCD kick in.

"Did you recruit me because you needed a janitor?"

Unlike Niveus, Valka and the others already made themselves home in that messy warehouse. Ivan carried Zoe on his shoulder, heading toward the door in the back where a kitchen was located. Martin brought himself to the staircase leading to the upper floor. Valka settled on the worn-looking sofa while Gunter sat on the box crates beside her. They stared at Niveus expectantly.

"What are you doing standing there? Come take a seat, and let's talk."

Niveus raised a brow as Valka invited him to take a seat. No matter how thoroughly he scanned the room, he didn't find extra chairs around. Aside from the sofa and long table in the middle of the room, everything else was box crates and rusty barrels.

His eyes moved from object to object until they stopped at the long table.

'Well… I might as well be bold. Although she doesn't have much screen time in the novel, I know she likes bold and reckless people or a unique and weird individual.'

Turning on the left eye socket on his mask, Niveus approached them. The Eye Of Laplace didn't react as he made his way and sat on the table in front of Valka and Gunter.

Then as he noticed Valka's smirk and Gunter's sigh, something within his mind reacted but it was not the Eye Of Laplace. Niveus decided not to move a single limb because that was the best choice.

Swoosh—!

A gust of wind rattled his white hair, sending it fluttering backward. Before him, two fingers were inches away from poking his eyes, but he remained calm.

"Hmm…"

The smirk painting Valka's face faltered as she cocked her head slightly, seemingly pondering something. A moment later, she withdrew her hand from Niveus and smiled with closed eyes, a cunning fox smile.

"What's tha—"

Before Niveus could finish his word, the Eye Of Laplace and something within his mind reacted at the same time, allowing him to escape from an instant death he witnessed through prediction and the Laplace Sensory.

Knowing what was about to happen, Niveus put a force on his chest to allow him to push himself backward, avoiding the incoming slash.

Swoosh—!

When the blade that moved like a bullet failed to find its target, Niveus quickly rolled to the side and dropped onto the floor, perfectly escaping Gunter's quick turn and stab.

Thump—!

"As expected…"

Valka spoke as she calmly crossed her legs and rested her chin on her hand, watching Niveus slowly rise to his feet.

Despite the surprise attack, Niveus managed to maintain his composure. From the corner of his eyes, he caught two spectators peeking behind the kitchen door. Then as he turned his attention toward Valka, he noticed her crazed expression.

The way Valka looked at him was very intimate, like a monkey in heat or Midas to gold, man to woman, lust. But, instead of being sexually intimate, it was more like someone who liked to exert dominance over people.

That caught Niveus off guard for a moment, chill running down his spine but he quickly regained his composure.

Valka's breath became ragged as the weird sensation kept stimulating her excitement.

Noticing Valka's excited behavior, Gunter tugged his sword stuck on the table forcefully, making it obvious to Valka.

"Valka."

Thanks to that, Valka could retain her desire and return to her usual self. Wiping the saliva streamed down from her mouth, she leaned on the sofa, her hands resting on her lap gracefully.

She thanked Gunter first, then shifted her attention to Niveus and said:

"What you did before… that's not just a reflex, right? You were already moving your body before Gunter reached for his sword earlier. The same case happened back in the alley a few hours ago. Your movements were stiff and untrained, but somehow you could dodge Gunter's quick stab, which is his best technique. Don't you see how that hurts him?"

Even when in a serious matter, Valka always found a moment to tease her companions. But this time, her tease didn't work on Gunter. Noticing that Gunter didn't react to her tease, Valka clicked her tongue and looked away.

Looking back at Niveus, she continued after letting out a sigh.

"Anyhow, the way I see it. You didn't move reflexively or instinctively. You…"

The intensity of her stare increased.

"You possess a foresight, don't you? Is it a blessing? It must be that, right?!"

Niveus remained calm even though Valka found out his secret.

Valka, on the other hand, looked like she was about to go frenzy, ecstatically. She had a fascination with the idea of seeing the future because of her dark past, rather than remembering the ugly past, she wanted to see what the future holds for her.

That part of her was something that Niveus did not know about, even though he was someone who claimed to be the creator, the author of the world he was currently living in. Sure, Niveus admitted that he didn't develop Valka's character, but finding out the truth he wasn't aware of was surprising him a little.

Despite the shock, Niveus confidently revealed his skill to Valka, unflinching even when she suddenly leaned forward.

"Hahaha! You have it! I knew it!! Hahaha! So, how far can you see with your foresight? A day? A month?! A year?!!"

"I'm not sure why you're so excited about this but, a year? That'd be a divination! I can only see what will happen in 10 seconds to the future."

Disappointed with the news, Valka naturally returned to her usual self again, already losing interest in Niveus after knowing he could only see 10 seconds to the future, unlike her favorite foresight user who escaped from her grasp a few years ago because of her subordinates' liability.

Lazily leaning on the sofa, she dismissed Gunter with a wave of her hand.

"I need to talk with our new member privately about his first mission."

Without a word, Gunter walked away and disappeared into the kitchen.

Valka already lost her motivation, the news about Niveus's short foresight hit her hard like a boulder. Letting out a long, devastating sigh, she gestured toward the table where Niveus had initially sat.

Once he found comfort sitting on the table, Valka tossed two Polaroids to him.

"You have six months to bring the person in that photo to me."

Carefully inspecting the photos, Niveus's eyes widened. His eyes flashed with recognition upon seeing who it was printed on the Polaroid.

The first photo had a boy with jet-black hair sitting on a bench alone in the park with familiar surroundings. The second one had the same boy who was seemingly aware of the camera, his black eyes stared intensely.

'Huh? Isn't this me?'