Chapter 195: Dark Boundless Realm 50
Amber was surprised, “You sensed the mental coordinates? What a coincidence?”
If the “Angel” in the Resistance Army is the group leader who plants mental coordinates in everyone, then Ghost is the administrator endowed with management rights, while those without management rights are merely members.
“There’s no mistake.” Ghost said, “I know who all the Resistance members in this city are. There should only be Yefim active in the Midnight District.”
Amber thought — Yefim must have been controlled by someone; he wouldn’t be able to appear near the casino. Who could the holder of the mental coordinates near the casino be?
The face of the drifter possessed by Ghost wore a mysterious expression. The face was dirty, gaunt, and full of stubble, but it radiated an incongruous eeriness.
“Should we chase after him?” Amber asked.
“No, we cannot act recklessly. That person is playing a cat-and-mouse game with us.” Ghost replied, “Control a mouse or a little bird bat to scout ahead for us. It would be perfect if we could ascertain their identity without alarming them.”
Amber walked over to a sewer grate by the side of the street, and soon a little mouse scurried out from the gap in the grate and darted into the darkness.
“Head towards three o’clock.” Ghost focused on sensing the direction of the mental coordinates and communicated with Amber to guide the mouse’s running direction.
Two minutes passed, and just as the little mouse was about to reach the designated location, the mental coordinates that Ghost perceived suddenly disappeared.
He frowned, “It’s gone. Did they notice?”
“Impossible, my mouse hasn’t reached there yet. Unless the other side has perception abilities too,” Amber said. “But no matter how strong the perception, they would find it hard to conclude that something is wrong with that mouse; there are mice everywhere at night.”
Ghost pondered for two seconds, unwilling to give up this chance. The person with the mental coordinates clearly had issues, and he must know who that person was. If it was really who he suspected…
“Let’s move a bit forward.” Ghost and Amber progressed about ten meters towards the three o’clock direction, and the mental coordinates suddenly reappeared in his perception.
His frown relaxed a little as he paused for a moment, “Let your little mouse keep following, just move forward. You’re close to them.”
However, no sooner had he said this than the mental coordinates suddenly vanished again.
Ghost: “…?”
He frowned and said, “Stop, keep moving forward. The other party is playing hide and seek with us.”
This time, he and Amber advanced about twenty meters and couldn’t feel the coordinates, so they changed direction and tried moving in other directions. Ultimately, he sensed the mental coordinates reemerging at eleven o’clock.
Before Ghost could instruct Amber to direct the mouse to follow, the mental coordinates disappeared yet again.
This repeated several times; the enemy retreated while they advanced, but they couldn’t catch a glimpse of the other party.
Ghost’s lips tightened as he said with a tone of certainty, “That person is toying with us. She has a way of knowing our movements. She’s flying a kite; as we move forward, she retreats. She’s very cautious.”
“The other side seems to not want a direct confrontation with us.” Amber said, “They’ve been hiding but not escaping. Why employ this evasive tactic?”
“Maybe it’s a trap…” Ghost stared into the darkness ahead, “or perhaps she just wants to mess with us.”
“Do you know that person?” Amber detected a hint of unease in Ghost’s words. “You seem particularly familiar with her. The mental coordinates are implanted in her brain, so you can sense her. Could she be the traitor we’re after? Lady Fortune, Blue Jay… Ferryman?”
“I guess it’s her.” Ghost chuckled, “It does seem like her style.”
“What should we do?” Amber asked, “How can we k*ll her?”
“We can’t act against her for now. I need to find a suitable body; we’ve come here, but our plans and strategies aren’t in place yet.” Ghost said slowly, “Let her roam free in this city for a while.”
“If she’s left Mechanized Dawn, why come to White Whale City, which is occupied by its branch?” Amber asked. “That doesn’t make sense. She should be fully aware of Mechanized Dawn’s energy and run far away. But the intel from the informant clearly states that the mechanized dawn member codenamed ‘Lady Fortune’ has been placed on the organization’s wanted list, and on sight, they are to be killed without exception.”
“Two possibilities: There’s something in White Whale City that attracts her, compelling her to take risks coming here. The other possibility is that she hasn’t actually left Mechanized Dawn; killing Shali was an instruction from Mechanized Dawn, so she came to this branch. She feels unafraid because she knows Mechanized Dawn won’t touch her.” Ghost thought for a moment, “Oh, wait. There’s a third possibility: she wants to take revenge on Mechanized Dawn, so she intentionally came here… but the probability of that is minuscule, unless she’s lost her mind… Eve’s influence is substantial enough to scare even me.”
In the frigid night, only Ghost and Amber stood on the side of the street.
Ghost said, “I need to switch bodies. This drifter’s body is too weak to accomplish anything.”
Amber nodded slightly, opening his mouth to say something.
But before he could utter a word, he suddenly saw a red dot from a laser sight appear on Ghost.
Amber’s pupils dilated, and he immediately dropped and shouted, “Sniper! Be careful!”
Ghost was stunned and didn’t have time to react before a hole suddenly blew open in his chest, warm liquid splattering onto Amber’s face.
Ghost coughed out a mouthful of bl**d and staggered to his knees. He quickly reached out and grasped Amber’s wrist, forcing out a few words from his throat with all his strength, “Don’t… resist!”
The struggle in Amber’s eyes flickered briefly.
The drifter’s body possessed by Ghost lunged forward and fell lifelessly to the ground.
The laser sight reappeared, and the sniper aimed at him this time!
Amber adeptly rolled to the wall, and a speeding b*llet struck the ground next to his feet, leaving a noticeable crater in the solid concrete.
Amber stood up against the wall, where visibility was limited, and the sniper couldn’t accurately see his position behind obstacles.
Amber brushed off the dust from his shoulder, straightened his disheveled coat, and spoke in the slow drawl characteristic of Ghost, “That was close…”
But as soon as he finished speaking, Amber clutched his forehead in pain and struggled to say, “Don’t take control of my body; just temporarily possess me for a while…”
He took a breath, straightened up, and continued in the same slow tone, “Quickly find me a suitable body; then you won’t have to use yours.”
Psychic ability users are resistant to Ghost’s possession; the higher the rank, the more resistant they are. However, Amber’s rank wasn’t particularly high, and the presence of another soul in his body made him very uncomfortable. If Ghost wanted to, he could forcibly commandeer Amber’s body.
“Your possession has conditions; you must come into contact with the other person’s body to…” Amber’s eyes flickered as he deduced the specific condition for Ghost’s possession from his recent actions.
“Yes, it’s a minor weakness.” Ghost laughed, “What’s wrong?”
Amber said complicatedly, “It’s nothing.”
“Quickly leave; this place is very unsafe.” Ghost said, “The direction the sniper fired from is southwest; we should avoid that direction…”
Amber asked, “Can you still sense the mental coordinates?”
“Not anymore. The other side seems to have completely vanished.” Ghost replied, “Stay concealed.”
Amber crouched low and stealthily moved along the wall, leaving the area. He stealthily covered half a street, using various buildings as cover.
Just when he thought he had left the attack range, a gunshot suddenly echoed through the empty street. This time, the b*llet locked onto his position, shooting through the trash can where he had been hiding.
Amber couldn’t dodge in time. However, the marksman didn’t seem very skilled, as the b*llet brushed past his cheek, leaving a long gash on the side of his face.
The shooter didn’t stop after firing once; several bullets struck Amber’s bulletproof vest amidst the continuous gunfire, bruising the skin beneath the vest.
It seemed the shooter had run out of bullets, and Amber seized the opportunity to roll out of hiding while drawing his g*n to fire back. The burst of flames shot forth, and the shooter hidden in the alley across the street crumpled to the ground.
Amber, pale-faced, raised his g*n in caution and carefully approached the body on the ground.
“From the attire and the tattoos on him, he appears to be a gang member.” Amber said.
He kicked the body, turning it over; the dead man’s coat slid to the side, revealing… a bomb?!
Amber’s face showed surprise, and he instinctively retreated. At that moment, the bomb cradled in the corpse exploded!
Amid the flames shooting into the sky, Amber was hurled several meters away by the force of the explosion. He rolled on the ground twice, got up, coughed a couple of times, and suppressed the turmoil within him, scanning the surroundings like a startled bird, fearing yet another ambush.
But there was nothing; neither gunfire nor explosions followed.
Inside a rundown building less than half a kilometer away, Kui Xin stood with her back pressed against the wall.
She crushed the detonation button in her hand, her brows knit tightly together.
“Unfortunately, I couldn’t k*ll them.” Augus said, “But figuring out the opponent’s perception range was an unexpected bonus.”
“Mm.” Kui Xin replied.
After several attempts to stretch the distance, she specifically changed her hiding spot, resulting in Ghost and Amber wandering the streets like headless flies for several rounds before determining her approximate position. From this detail, Kui Xin could analyze a wealth of intelligence.
And she recalled installing so many listening devices and cameras in Yefim’s office; how could she forget to install a few surveillance cameras in the secluded spots outside the casino? After all, she no longer lacked money or resources; having robbed a few small gangs, she had enough gold bars.
Augus remarked, “The tactic of controlling puppets to fight for you is quite clever. Did you come up with it just now?”
“No.” Kui Xin denied, “I learned it from Mechanized Dawn.”
Kui Xin’s first real battle pitted her against the Python Sphere, which had previously used the tactic of controlling others to assassinate her. Now, she had learned this tactic.
Unfortunately, she had too little time to operate. After figuring out Ghost’s perception range, she hurriedly traversed back and forth using the Spatial Vortex, manipulated the gang members with Hypnotic Sound, and completed her tactical ambush.
“He’s left the casino district.” Augus reminded, “Should we continue the pursuit?”
The attacking roles had shifted; it was no longer the Resistance tracking Kui Xin, but Kui Xin deciding whether to pursue the Resistance.
“Continue.” Kui Xin said calmly, “As long as I don’t lose them, I can play kite with them all night.”
