Chapter 41
Xizel, who could roughly guess what would happen to Xia Zuo, was not panicked at all.
He even wanted to complete the game in one life and take a vacation at the same time.
After all, if the sanity drops after reloading the file, it really causes some visual pollution.
"Nice to meet you again, Mr. Gary." Cesar looked at the man sitting across the table and said with a smile.
"You don't look surprised at all," Gary said gravely.
The black-haired boy blinked. "I've completed our transaction. If you'd like, you can certainly approach me for some friendly communication. Isn't that a perfectly normal thing to do?"
Gary choked and realized that he seemed to have asked a stupid question.
but……
He glanced at the black-haired boy in front of him with some regret.
——It’s like regretting that something of yours is about to be destroyed.
Suddenly, the black-haired boy lowered his head and smiled.
Gary's eyebrows twitched, he clenched his fists vigilantly, and stared at him nervously.
He saw the black-haired boy nonchalantly resting his chin on the table with one hand. His beautiful misty blue eyes held an indistinct smile as he spoke softly:
"With all due respect, Mr. Gary."
The smile in the black-haired boy's eyes gradually faded, leaving only a terrifying rational calmness that did not belong to this world at all.
"I don't really like... being treated like someone else's property."
Gary clenched his fists even tighter, cold sweat running down his spine uncontrollably.
...What a terrifying feeling of oppression.
Even though it was the other person who was about to suffer, he still couldn't help feeling fear.
“…I’ll be more careful next time.”
Finally, Gary said this in a compromising manner.
For some reason, the memory of Mikan's death flashed through his mind. His mind told him that he might never see the black-haired boy again. But his intuition was screaming wildly:
Administrator number two is smarter than you.
Don't mess with Cesar.
Who is the prey and who is the hunter may not yet be determined.
Gary composed himself and said, "Someone is very interested in your talent... You can make it public. Someone will give you a lie detector test."
"Trust me, it's safe."
Cesar smiled and added, "So, if I choose not to announce it, I won't be safe. Is that right?"
Gary said nothing more.
The black-haired boy laughed as if he found it amusing.
He looked at Gary calmly, seemingly unconcerned about his situation, and said calmly, "You wanted me to take care of McCann, but at the same time, you also reported my information."
"You might have wanted them to see my value and pay me more so I could continue working for you. But you didn't expect them to see so much more."
They saw his ability, how he could "easily" dodge Cheetah's naturally gifted attacks, leaving McCann powerless to resist.
You know, McKen's talent is so difficult to deal with even for those with A-level talent, but he is unscathed, as if it is effortless.
Administrator No. 1 saw the young black-haired boy in front of him looking at him with amazement: "You are such a good assist, Gary."
“…”
He was a little angry and embarrassed, but for some reason he had a subtle feeling that the meaning of "assist" was not that simple.
It’s like, he assisted César...?
"I won't reveal my talent." The black-haired boy said cheerfully, even looking up at the time.
"There should be a laboratory under this prison. My bedroom will be moved there soon, right?"
Xizel put his hands together and high-fived: "Judging from your expression, I think I guessed right."
After hearing this, Gary, who had originally shown no expression, looked as if he had eaten something.
The top management is indeed very interested in Xizel and is ready to study him carefully.
Theoretically speaking, people with this kind of talent and great growth potential are usually recruited, and he didn't understand the purpose of doing so at all.
The price/performance ratio is really too low.
...Could it be that this guy had offended someone inadvertently?
Gary said with a dark face: "This is not for me to decide."
"In that case..." The black-haired boy didn't seem annoyed at all, nor did he make any aggressive moves. Under the vigilance of the guards inside and outside the door and the hidden gift holders, he just blinked his eyes.
"You guys don't mind if I take a nap?"
"……What?"
…
…
In reality, the originally dead and deserted situation of Crest Manor has finally improved.
“That’s called absenteeism.”
"No," the black-haired boy said happily as he walked to the balcony and tied up his hair, "This is called vacation."
The comic's will choked in its throat—even though it didn't have one—but shouldn't a normal person in this situation remain vigilant and pay attention to every detail? What was the point of simply taking a vacation?
"If I remember correctly, I have fourteen days of vacation this time." Cesar thought thoughtfully.
The voice of the comic will gradually became terrifying: "...Even if the flow of time is inconsistent, after you rest here for fourteen days, Xia Zuo and Ursula will go crazy!"
And the body it's made of won't stand up to scrutiny! It'll definitely be exposed!!
Xizel smiled calmly and said, "You are right."
Comic Will: "???"
The black-haired boy pressed his aching heart and calmly dialed Dr. John's number.
Dr. John came over quickly.
“…”
Doctor John, who had finished examining Cesar's body, said: "...Tell me honestly what you went through during the time I was away."
Xizel blinked innocently: "Normal people's daily life?"
Doctor John took a deep breath and said solemnly, "How many months until you turn eighteen?"
Cesar: “I forgot.”
Dr. John: "...Enjoy your life before you become an adult."
Xizel laughed and pointed out nonchalantly: "Do you think I won't live to adulthood again?"
Dr. John snorted coldly and didn't respond. Instead, he said, "Come out for a walk. I heard from my assistant that there's a comic convention going on recently, and there's a character there who looks a lot like you."
"Comic convention?" Xizel thought thoughtfully, "Will there be role-playing games... I'm actually quite curious."
However, seeing Dr. John's grim expression, since he was the doctor who had been treating him since he was a child, Cesar slowed down his tone and said with a smile, "Don't worry, it's just a matter of surviving to adulthood. This is just a small setback before success."
Doctor John: “…”
You call this a minor setback?
After politely declining the doctor's request for continued observation, Xizel casually put on a black windbreaker and prepared to go to the comic convention that the doctor mentioned.
He had never been to a place like this before.
The tall, black-haired boy quietly followed the crowd into the venue, and at first glance, he saw a particularly eye-catching head of brown hair with a hint of red at the end.
He chuckled.
At the same time, he heard a gasp from the side.
"...Cesare Crest?"
A girl, dressed similarly to Ursula, clutched her chest, her eyes gleaming as she stared at him. "This is so authentic...!! Can I take a picture with you?"
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