Chapter 23 The Cake's Gift
McDangCheer gently spun his chair, pondering what he was about to do.
When he first acquired these aliases, he didn't intend to use them for anything, since their current power was still too weak. What he wanted to do was cultivate their strength.
Once they've all reached the maximum level, they should be contributing to the world, but it seems he doesn't have that much time right now.
Otherwise, just let them go and let them go out and try their luck.
After all, it's better to have opportunities from other people. If you stay at home, everything is yours, and it won't run away, right?
We had to be very careful before, but these are just two aliases, and one of them is half-crippled.
Now that's great, we have a backup option, right? Now we have a third one, so we can proceed with the project without worry.
With this thought in mind, my desire to bring back the other two pseudonyms immediately diminished, and I decided to just let things take their course.
To put it another way, the two aliases are still leveling up, but the real person is still at the base camp.
It wasn't even his money that was spent.
No problem, no problem.
"Director..." The assistant knocked gently on the door, clearly having something to report.
McDang nodded slightly to let her in.
"Regarding A-1, we haven't found his whereabouts yet. We can only say that according to people nearby, he was taken away in the direction of Nan Gu. Of course, we can't confirm whether it's actually A-1," the assistant added meticulously in her report.
Maidangluo nodded. He was actually terrible with directions; the world was so big, and he didn't know any of the places.
Moreover, he hadn't left the house for so long, so he had no idea where the Nan Gu was.
However, I do know a little about this southern mushroom.
"I instructed them to take pictures of the areas near the people the witnesses saw. Are the photos ready yet?" Although he didn't know the way, he recognized landmarks.
I took down quite a few things along the way at KFC.
The director is now brimming with confidence, believing he can definitely find out where his disguise is.
Then he saw a thick stack of photos, probably several hundred.
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Why are there so many?
"Director, I don't know why so many people have witnessed them, but the places they described are all different. Almost every intersection and every turn, someone saw them, so I'm not sure. I brought all the photos back, so I think I haven't missed anything."
The assistant frowned; it was clear that these photos were probably useless.
Because many people saw them, some even from different directions, and the time periods were somewhat chaotic.
It's obvious that only one of these statements is correct; the others are just meant to mislead them.
McDonald sighed, despite having hundreds of photos.
But once you find the right one, things will be much easier from here on out.
Once you find one, check how many intersections there are.
You only need to look at the right intersection, and then keep checking the route. At most, you only need to eliminate one or two similar photos.
Time is slowly passing by...
Finally, he produced a photograph, the landmark of which was a huge pearl.
However, that's a remnant; it's a building from before the disaster.
Even though it's only half left, it's still magnificent and awe-inspiring.
He then split into two more paths.
He took out two photos to compare, and luckily he remembered that it seemed to be to the right.
With your back to the pearl, walk on the right-hand side...
Something seems wrong. Although it's said to be on the right, he clearly remembers carrying Alan on his left!
On that stretch of road, he made it easier for them because the road was narrow and he didn't want them to get squeezed.
He switched to his other hand and realized something was wrong.
He recalled that they had all moved to the right side, so why did he remember Alan being on the inside?
This is clearly not right, is it?
With its back to the luminous pearl, it faces the road.
He was walking on the right, carrying Alan on his right, so no matter what, he should be facing outwards.
It's like a mirror world.
Tsk tsk tsk, these clever people are all so cunning, like a honeycomb.
Fortunately, he has a good memory.
I slowly compared hundreds of photos.
He never expected that he would have to look at those dozens of intersections hundreds of times; there were just too many traps.
Suddenly, the thought stopped at an intersection, and the next photo only showed people walking to either side of the road.
There wasn't a trace of the road in the middle.
He frowned, pointed to the photo, and said, "Aren't there any photos above this side?"
The assistant leaned closer and glanced at the photo.
She was secretly alarmed; she didn't understand why the director was asking that question.
However, based on her understanding, the fact that he would ask such a question meant that it was very likely that Kendall had gone that way, and the director was absolutely certain that he had gone this way.
But the director didn't even leave the house, did he?
Moreover, she had completely ignored this path before the director pointed it out.
“We can’t monitor the higher areas; all electronic devices are unusable there.” They spend most of their time taking photos over large areas.
But the very road leading to this road is unclear and indistinct.
This is also the biggest inconvenience caused since that disaster.
Before that disaster, everyone was heavily reliant on electronic products.
However, after the disaster struck, electronic products became unusable in almost every place, and signals were also disrupted.
Their director, as if he had anticipated this situation, increased the use of signals and even created a transparent dome to surround the base, allowing most electronic products to be used around the base.
But there are some places that you simply can't get into no matter what.
Most of these places have been altered, and the surrounding magnetic fields no longer even belong to this world.
And this place happens to be that kind of place.
These kinds of places are usually no-man's-land.
We don't even know if there are any people inside.
Although the base had a leader, it was not completely unified and was divided into various factions.
This place is truly a no-man's-land, a melting pot of all sorts of things, and nobody knows what's going on here.
But now we can be sure this place is very lively.
"...Then, Director, should we send people in to search?" After waiting for a while, the director still didn't speak, so the assistant asked.
"No, no need. Our base doesn't have many spare personnel. It's not worth making such a fuss over one person." He felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said.
Anyway, he could handle things on that side himself, and he felt that those two people probably didn't mean him any harm.
Perhaps it can even be upgraded along with it, which would also make it easier for him to figure out some secrets.
The director, who was deep in thought, did not notice the complicated look in his assistant's eyes.
Although the assistant usually showed great respect for the director.
But occasionally, there's a hint of disappointment or frustration.
"Furthermore, Director, I have discovered some information about the identity of the A-1 test subject. In fact, I have always wanted to know where you found him, or whether his appearance was premeditated, or whether it was all your arrangement."
The assistant was secretly alarmed as she recalled what she had discovered.
Looking back carefully, she realized that she had never doubted the boy's identity over the past few months.
Most of it was because of the director's attitude; perhaps he was trying to lower their guard.
The boy was indeed very kind to the director, or rather, very dependent on him, but how much of it was genuine?
Was the boy deceiving the director, or was it a setup by the director? After all, even she couldn't help but feel a jolt when she saw the power described in the information.
It's a prophecy, but I don't know if he really has no memory or if he's just pretending.
If one has memories, it's called enduring humiliation and feigning innocence, perhaps all for the sake of getting out and gaining freedom.
If he has no memory... he'll be dead when he regains his memory.
Moreover, they couldn't say anything good about him. They trained him to the point of death every day, the kind where a slight mistake could cost you your life. They held nothing back. Even if he recovers his memory, this period of interaction probably won't leave him with a good impression.
Moreover, why would someone with no memory trust the director so much? Shouldn't their first reaction be to be wary? He's not really an idiot.
"All I found out was that Kenji's original name was Aji... which is the same as the last character of the name you chose." The assistant even suspected that he might have known Kenji's identity all along, which was why he had such a wicked sense of humor in giving him such a name.
"Ten years ago, he lived alone with his younger brother, but then the leader of the fox clan found him and brought him to the tribe. This is a tradition of the demon clan. Every demon clan leader will go to find the divine child, who is usually wandering outside. But because of certain characteristics, they will always meet and always return."
"Moreover, as far as I know, Kendall did not agree to join at the beginning, and he only joined because of his brother. There are his prophecies in the first few pages, but in the middle and later stages, his records gradually become less and even disappear, so we don't know what happened later."
The assistant looked up and, sure enough, the director's expression showed no surprise, as if he had known all along.
At this moment, Maidangluo did indeed know. After all, when that person blurted out "Divine Child" and saw those two people who looked very similar to him, he had vaguely guessed the identity of this person in disguise, and now it was just confirmed.
As for what happened next, he figured it couldn't be anything good.
So what exactly happened back then? We'll have to ask Mr. Krabs.
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