Chapter 53: Preparing to Break In!
Third Floor of [Angel Rose].
A resting area exclusively belonging to the owner, Nimo, which Vivienne had previously visited.
The room, primarily in red tones and adorned with many fabrics, had a palace-like atmosphere. Nimo, resembling a waning moon, leaned on a long bench, lazily observing a middle-aged Black man in front of her, dressed like an old-school jazz musician from the last century, with a rusty saxophone at his waist.
“You actually sent someone to come over in person… Are you that afraid of a half-dead guy? Or do you not trust the seal set by that lord?”
“Of course not!” the middle-aged Black man replied politely with a smile. “The elders are not afraid of him and trust the seal laid by that lord…”
“Then what are you here for?” Nimo interrupted.
“To put it simply, I need your cooperation to carry out a search mission…”
“That’s impossible!”
Before the middle-aged Black man could finish his words, Nimo decisively refused, “Don’t think that just because you provide me with a purchasing channel for suppression agents, you can dictate what happens in my theater! Do you think the [Angel Rose] theater is just a cotton field for the New Elders’ Council?”
The atmosphere of the conversation instantly stiffened.
“But…” In the face of Nimo’s hostile attitude, the middle-aged Black man remained calm and simply struggled to suppress a smile. “Ms. Nimo, you didn’t even let me finish my sentence; there’s really no need to be so agitated.”
“Even if I hear you out, my answer won’t change,” Nimo said.
The name of the New Elders’ Council, which had recently gained a lot of momentum, might carry weight elsewhere, but it was ineffective in the [Angel Rose] theater.
Although Nimo appeared to be the theater’s owner, she actually owned less than ten percent of the shares. The investors behind it were numerous and diverse, ranging from mysterious wealthy merchants abroad to high-ranking officials sent by the president of the Solar Eclipse Society, local mafia gangs, and even members of the Night Alliance.
Without the support of these large and chaotic forces, it would be quite difficult for a woman like Nimo, whose spiritual energy fluctuation barely reached Level A, to manage a theater of this scale in a place like the Free City.
Fortunately, everyone understood that operating such a theater was a lucrative avenue, which provided Nimo with multiple opportunities to gather funds and support.
This background also gave the [Angel Rose] theater enough capital to ignore the requests of the New Elders’ Council.
“Is that so? That’s truly unfortunate,” the middle-aged Black man sighed, but said no more, only bowing slightly. “Then I’ll take my leave; I hope that after I leave, nothing goes wrong with the [Angel Rose] theater and its esteemed owner.”
In the brief silence, Nimo’s gaze gradually darkened, and she said angrily, “You son of a dog, are you threatening me?”
“You misunderstand,” the middle-aged Black man stopped and turned to Nimo, shaking his head. “Just a friendly reminder… As far as I know, a very dangerous entity has infiltrated the [Angel Rose] theater. The restlessness of the one below might have been triggered by her.”
“If possible, I’d like Ms. Nimo to conduct a thorough check.”
Nimo remained indifferent, her expression still cold. “You can go.”
The Black man shrugged and quickly left the lounge.
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Two minutes later.
On a deserted street not far from the [Angel Rose] theater.
The middle-aged Black man stopped in front of a pure white, long Rolls-Royce, waited a few seconds, and the car window slowly rolled down, revealing an elegantly dressed man in white inside.
“What did our dear Ms. Nimo say?”
“She refused, Mr. Freedom.”
“Just as expected!” Freedom smirked. “After all, it’s her freedom.”
“Let’s go, get in! We can head back first. It doesn’t matter that she rejected us now… The second Deep Space Diamond has extinguished; soon, she will recognize the situation and come to us voluntarily.”
The middle-aged Black man was silent for a moment before nodding. “Understood.”
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“Ha—!”
After finally suppressing the agitation in her eyes, Luxianbei exhaled deeply, raising her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
It took her less than half a minute to suppress the restlessness in her eyes, but the chaotic images she witnessed during that half-minute brought her an overwhelming sense of burden.
As a seasoned cook in Hell on Earth, Luxianbei felt that the negative emotions she had just received could at least make two servings of Hell on Earth!
One dish named “Frozen to d*ath Bones,” gathering countless sorrows, humiliations, and rage from those who fell into poverty, lost their education, became displaced, parted from their loved ones, or helplessly watched their family starve or fall ill on their deathbeds.
Another dish named “Heartless for Wealth,” accumulating the seemingly never-ending desires of the wealthy, who would k*ll and plunder for more wealth, harm their close ones, disregard the lives and well-being of countless individuals, and even instigate national conflicts and wars.
“…”
Is this what the powers of the one below symbolize?
Is this what it is? Money is the root of all evil?
But that’s not right! I distinctly saw images of massive plagues earlier. Luxianbei thought, puzzled.
Just as she was pondering, a breeze seemed to brush past her, causing her clothes to stir slightly, followed by the small notebook she used to write for Nanling Yaohua floating up in front of her.
Did Xiao Hua come back? Luxianbei’s eyes brightened, her heart relieved from the worry of Nanling Yaohua risking everything to scout underground. Driven by intense curiosity, she couldn’t wait to ask, “Xiao Hua, what did you see down there?”
【Don’t rush, don’t rush! I’m writing slowly.】
Nanling Yaohua first replied in the small notebook and then began to diligently write down everything she had seen in detail.
After reading a full page written in the notebook, Luxianbei pondered for a moment and then relaxed her brows.
“I think this is good news!”
How did she see it as good news? Nanling Yaohua tilted her head, holding up the notebook.
【Good news?】
“Of course it’s good news!” Luxianbei said earnestly. “First of all, this is the first time a certain entity can engage in verbal communication with you. Secondly, it hasn’t been long, and you managed to write several hundred words all at once without needing a break…”
“Doesn’t this mean your influence on this world is slightly stronger than before? For me, that’s all good news.”
【Smooth talker!】
Nanling Yaohua rolled her eyes, her lips unable to suppress a smile.
【How do you feel about that entity below? Should we help him?】
“No, it’s not the time to help him yet.” Luxianbei shook her head and quietly repeated the name that Nanling Yaohua heard, “Tong Fengwu…”
“With this name, along with the few words he said to you, and the power description I overheard earlier, we should be able to figure out his identity.”
“Let’s first deal with the matter at hand; whether or not to help that entity below can wait until we confirm his identity after leaving here.”
Luxianbei’s thoughts were clear; she came to catch the Zhipianxian at the strip club, so she should avoid unnecessary complications as much as possible.
Since the entity below made a request, casually helping him could lead to trouble if she accidentally released a monstrous villain.
Moreover, confirming that entity’s identity right now wasn’t impossible. After all, as long as there was network coverage, she could contact the Void. Once she connected with the Void… given the ambiguous relationship he had with the Wordless Book, they could be considered somewhat related.
But who knows if there are spiritual energy circuits in the defensive system of [Angel Rose] that intercept or filter information?
What if she was passionately chatting with the Void, and someone else saw it… It would be just like attending an online class and discussing taboo topics without muting—mildly leading to expulsion, severely leading to years of social d*ath.
It’s safer to wait until after leaving [Angel Rose], even out of the Garden Street area, to find a secluded place to directly contact the Wordless Book and have her investigate the identity of “Tong Fengwu.” Then she can decide whether to help, which is more prudent.
Isn’t it standard procedure to report problems that can’t be solved to the Siye Society?
The question now was: without that guy named William, how to blend in during the mid-show performance and sneak into the theater? Luxianbei thought secretly.
As she contemplated, a rapid knocking on the door sounded.
“Knock knock knock—!”
After the knocking, a voice came from outside the door.
“Mr. William, are you in there? The boss just informed us that a malicious entity has infiltrated the theater, and we need to search every room carefully. If it’s convenient, could you let us in to take a look?”
A malicious entity? Are they talking about me? What do I do? Hearing the voices outside and sensing the strong spiritual energy fluctuations, Luxianbei froze momentarily, then glimpsed Nanling Yaohua’s notebook.
【There are seven people outside, all spiritual ability users. Should we hide?】
“Hide? Where would I hide? This room is only so big; they would find me easily if they came in to search.” Luxianbei whispered.
Hearing this, Nanling Yaohua drew an arrow on the notebook pointing to the wall beside the wardrobe in the waiting room.
【There is a hidden door on that wall leading to a passage. I don’t know where it goes, but I think it’s better than being caught in the act and causing a conflict.】
Luxianbei, “…What if we fall directly into a boss room? You want me to just wander into the unknown?”
“Mr. William? Are you there? If you are, please respond; otherwise, we will break down the door!”
After a few seconds, whispers came from outside.
“Why is William not responding? He should be in there waiting… Could he be in danger?”
“Forget it, prepare to break down the door!”
Upon hearing this, Luxianbei’s eyelids twitched, and she gritted her teeth, saying softly, “Alright, let’s go in!”
Her main purpose for coming to [Angel Rose] was simply to take away the Zhipianxian. If a conflict arose with the [Angel Rose] theater midway, she would definitely not be able to take the Zhipianxian with her.
She might have met force with force earlier, but now…
This cursed place could imprison such beings below without being able to deal with a newcomer like her?
Better to avoid if possible, Luxianbei thought.
