Chapter 158 Breaking Out of the Closet
The devil pressed on the window frame and jumped down lightly.
A deep purple light enveloped her humanoid body, and as she leaped in, she transformed from virtual to real, successfully bypassing all surveillance cameras near the office.
"Here, new chips."
Xinnaya raised her eyebrows, flipped her palm and threw something over.
whoosh.
Milo stared into her eyes without blinking, and caught the concentrated abnormal core.
This guy was in a very good mood, so good that even if he did something that went against the instincts of abyssal creatures like "giving energy", he was still able to maintain a light and cheerful mood.
It is not a good thing for humans when the devil is in a good mood.
Milo put away the core and asked tentatively, "The last transaction was just completed. What's so urgent?"
"Oh, it's still about Chen Xiao'er." Xinnaya walked to the desk and opened the drawer. She took some fruit slices from it and chewed them. Her expression froze while she was eating, but she didn't spit them out.
Milo's heart sank slightly. This devil no longer felt ashamed when talking about Chen Xiao'er, which meant that her "feelings" had entered the next stage.
Maybe it's because he's determined to win the hunt, so he doesn't care about the prey's feelings. Maybe...
Xinnaya threw the fruit slices aside, leaned one hand on her sofa and said casually, "Your last suggestion was pretty good. I'm trying to get along well with Chen Xiao'er now. Do you have any other suggestions?"
It's an extraordinary level of concern.
Miroku's expression remained unchanged, as if he was just asking casually, "You want to get along with her? Have you mastered human emotions in such a short time?"
"…Well."
An empty cup shakes faster than a half-filled bucket of water. After gaining some understanding of humans, Xinnaya could no longer boast that she had completely understood Chen Xiao'er.
In fact, even with her arrogance, she can only claim that she has cracked one third, or maybe one quarter of Chen Xiao'er?
Xinaya turned her head away, trying to hide her embarrassment. "It doesn't matter. Humans are easy to deceive. I just need to convince Chen Xiao'e that we're allies... or even just friends." Isn't it good to start as friends?
While collecting energy these days, the demons have also been hunting for human communicators, primarily to obtain their "accounts." Humans post a lot of intelligence on "forums," and without an account, this internal information is unavailable.
They will also use many methods to verify the account. Guys called "administrators" and "captains" always come to talk to her when she gets a new account, and then block the account after a few words.
[“You are not xx!”] They always say this, and the devil cannot refute it. She is indeed not xx, and those names probably belong to the humans she just killed.
So in order to get a new account, she had to kill a few more.
After browsing the forum for a while, the devil had a completely new understanding of human terms. For example, the degree of "friend" is much lighter than that of "ally."
To become an ally requires some entanglement of interests, but to be friends it is enough to be able to communicate normally.
The devil prefers deep things like energy levels and soul fluctuations, while humans prefer shallow things like flesh, skin and sound.
Xinaya believes that the flesh, skin and voice she now manifests are enough to win the most basic favor of human beings, starting with friendship.
After hearing her request, Miroku shook his head seriously: "I will not arrange for you to sneak into the campus."
Even without talking about the professor's duty to protect students, from the perspective of the devil's fellow creatures, if it were to change its identity and enter the campus - even if Guanghui and the monitoring center pretended to be dead at the same time, this guy would be exposed within an hour and then chased and hacked by the school workers.
"Sneaking into the campus? No, no, no."
Xinaya's head dropped sharply, the ends of her golden hair almost touching Milo's shoulder. "I'm not interested in anyone else. As long as I can make sure Chen Xiao'er stays by my side, that's all."
Perhaps fearing that Milo would misunderstand her and think she was going to die again, Xinnaya explained carefully, "Don't worry, I'm much more cautious than before. Chen Xiao'er is not that easy to kill. We must first let her down..."
Tsk, I shouldn't have put down my coffee cup.
The professor had mixed feelings: People should reserve the right to throw coffee at Sinaya.
As she listened, she even heard the devil muttering, "It would be best to control her actions so that she has to listen to me. It would be even better if we could spend some time together. Of course, we need to be alone..."
Are you talking about kidnapping? Absolutely.
Miroku felt a little nauseous, and the devil in his head was eerily quiet. He wondered if he was also holding back vomiting.
[“Not bad.”] The devil couldn’t hold back. [“It’s bearable. It’s still useful. There aren’t many such stupid pawns left.”]
Indeed, among the devils, it is really rare to find individuals with such a high degree of personification and such "usefulness". They can be classified as rare individuals and kept in captivity.
So after Xinnaya finished speaking, she said calmly, "I understand. You just want to have a good relationship with Chen Xiao'er, right? Then all you have to do is do more things that benefit her."
It was all in vain, but Xinaya still pressed on eagerly, "Okay, then what should I do specifically?"
Milo was about to say something perfunctory, but suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind.
power.
Not only the rules and power that the church has just obtained and the special abilities that Chen Xiao'er possesses, the Devouring Snake is also trying to breed new powers.
The Saint of the Alien Devouring Snake is a "mother" in Chen Xiao'er's eyes, and the process of the Alien Devouring Snake nurturing power will inevitably affect this adoptive mother.
She immediately thought of the documents she had looked through before.
The Church naturally competed with the Devouring Snake for power, but the opponent wasn't a wild anomaly, but a massive human organization. While it was far inferior to the Church of Light overall, the Devouring Snake was the local tyrant in Changhe City, and that was its headquarters.
It is not easy to capture the headquarters of such a "former ally". A war of attrition in which 100 people kill 30 people is not a good thing for mankind.
No one knows how powerful the abnormal "god" they will face in the end. Any internal friction may be the last straw that breaks the camel's back.
Therefore, the Knights have not yet broken into Changhe City. They only sent some reconnaissance teams in the early stage. The news sent back from inside 2 hours ago was that everything was normal.
The church would probably only send Chen Xiao'er to finish the job after thoroughly understanding the internal situation or detecting any special movements. If the devil could be thrown in before then—
[“Not really.”] The demon in his consciousness shook his head slightly. [“It will die. What a waste of a great opportunity.”]
This is the difference between the way demons think and the way humans think.
Milo didn't mind sending Xinnaya to death. As a human being, the pressure of controlling a devil was a bit too much, mainly because this guy's brain was completely out of control.
Since she couldn't use the Devouring Snake as bait, she said with little interest, "Then you..."
Knock knock.
The clear knock on the door startled them at the same time.
"Chen Xiao'er."
It's Xiao'er! Milo's eyes flashed, and her pupils instantly transformed, emitting a dazzling golden orange. She covered Xinaya's mouth tightly, resonating with the devil's core.
"Don't let her find you! Hide in the closet!"
What? !
Xinnaya subconsciously wanted to refute, but the remaining rationality in her heart was aroused by a whirlwind-like force, which amplified the emotion of "not wanting to be discovered by Chen Xiao'er".
The humanized body immediately executed the brain's instructions, rushed to the front of the wardrobe, opened the door forcefully, and slipped in.
The professor pressed his right hand against the cabinet, and a layer of scarlet runes flashed by.
She pushed her glasses up, not even bothering to throw away her gloves or feel bad about her clothes, her mind filled with the worry of being caught.
I absolutely don't want to be discovered by Xiao'e. At this moment, humans and demons are in sync.
The professor raised his hand to smooth his collar, and invisible flames rose quietly, ironing out the wrinkles on his shirt one by one.
She walked over to the desk and sat down, her fingers firmly folded together. "Come in."
Click.
The doorknob turned slightly, and a little head poked in hesitantly. Her jet-black hair looked furry under the light.
"So cute~"
Shut up.
…
It's almost 10 o'clock now, luckily the professor is still awake.
Chen Xiao'er blushed and whispered "Sorry to bother you", then slipped into the crack of the door smoothly.
She walked to the desk, the slight hesitation on her face quickly disappeared, and she said quickly: "Teacher, I suspect something happened at Changhe No. 12 Middle School!"
“…” So perceptive?
Miroku raised his head slightly. "Don't worry, what exactly happened?"
Chen Xiao'er moistened her throat, walked over to the professor, and tried to organize her words: "I'm not sure either. I can't contact the teacher, classmates, or those who graduated. I called my mother, but she didn't know what happened either, and she told me to talk to her tomorrow, but..."
She took a deep breath and gritted her teeth, "But I'm very uneasy and can't sleep at all. Teacher, I really have a bad feeling. Do you have any school-related channels that can contact them? I hung up the emergency contact number for No. 12 Middle School as soon as I got through."
After listening to this, Milo immediately noticed the most critical suspicious point: communication was interrupted.
The "Changhe City No. 12 Middle School" that Chen Xiao'er knew was actually an organization under the Alien Devouring Snake that specialized in training children with super powers.
All such organizations maintain regular communications with higher authorities or key allies to convey the message that "this area remains under human control."
Changhe City, as the main stronghold of the Devouring Snake and its official headquarters, has been in regular communication with the Church of Light.
This communication is two-way. As the end of the world approaches, even "former allies" and "enemies," as fellow travelers on the dark road, always wave their torches to those not far away, indicating that they are still alive.
If I remember correctly, the last hearing was at 8:00 this morning, and the report was "everything is normal."
Even if this communication was forged, the report from the church headquarters investigator at noon that "everything is normal" had gone through at least four rounds of review and could not have been easily distorted.
The professor pondered for a few seconds, then picked up the old-fashioned telephone on his desk with one hand and said, "Wait a moment, let me ask."
She turned the dial and her colleague's voice came from the receiver.
Chen Xiao'er stood by and listened nervously.
"Please go ahead."
"Hello, I'd like to confirm the communication from Changhe No. 12 Middle School. Is the sender the same person as the original correspondent?"
"Yes, everything is fine."
"Thanks."
After Milo hung up the phone, he turned the dial again, and this time the number was the emergency contact number that Chen Xiao'er remembered.
Beep…beep…beep…beep.
The call was so slow to connect that it seemed as if the line was being manually transferred by multiple operators.
Beep.
The call went through, and the person on the other end picked up the phone and said in a clear voice, "Hello, this is Changhe No. 12 Middle School."
Connected?!
Chen Xiao'er held her breath. The voice on the receiver was unfamiliar; it wasn't any teacher she knew. But she could tell it was a middle-aged man, probably the staff member responsible for answering the phone.
Professor Miroku had a few simple confirmations with him, and the other party patiently answered them one by one.
There was nothing suspicious in their communication.
"So the students over there..."
"Everything is fine and I am still participating in social practice normally. Is there anything else you need to check?"
"No, thank you."
Mi Luo hung up the phone and saw Chen Xiao'er staggering over. She opened her arms like a fledgling seeking its home nest: "Teacher, I really didn't lie! He, he didn't answer the phone before!"
Miroku's gaze softened, and he reached out to catch the staggering girl, patting her trembling shoulders.
"I..." She opened her lips and was about to say something.
Boom—with a loud bang, the wardrobe door suddenly exploded!
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