164: Mumendepe and Makihara

“Then we'll never find this spearhead?”

Higher dimension.

How could objects and life from the real world possibly enter that world?

Does such a world have concepts of oxygen, air, space, or objects?

Life can't even survive in the atmosphere, let alone a higher dimension?

“Nothing is absolute.”

“Since this spearhead has revealed its aura in the real world, it means it also has an anchor point in the real world.”

“Something in a sealed room cannot appear in another sealed room.”

“If it does, it means there's a passage between the two rooms.”

White Feather picked up the cup, took a sip of the hellishly strong coffee, perked herself up, and continued.

“The Summoner is the same; it doesn't just throw the armor's power into the real world out of thin air.”

“It also transforms that power into a tangible Summoner and card that can be touched in the real world.”

“This is the Summoner's anchor passage.”

“That spearhead should also exist; once found, that spearhead can be controlled.”

“I see.”

Shui Yuqianxi nodded thoughtfully, looking at White Feather.

“I understand. What should we do, and what is the plan you mentioned?”

“By launching satellites equipped with special instruments, we can detect the spearhead's energy spectrum fluctuations and locate this spearhead.”

That’s right, this is White Feather’s plan!

The Satellite Project!

Since the Monster can launch satellites, she can also launch satellites.

The commotion from launching a satellite via rocket cannot be small, nor can it go unnoticed.

Even with Hacker F, it would be difficult to achieve.

But!

White Feather couldn't openly build and launch a rocket herself.

The Monster’s skynet plan.

She could completely utilize that project, both to sabotage the Monster’s skynet plan and to launch her own satellite.

Moreover, launching satellites has many benefits.

White Feather has manufactured a large number of instruments and pieces of equipment.

These pieces of equipment are difficult to utilize effectively in the underground base.

White Feather plans to package them all and load them onto the satellite.

For example, the Monster energy detection system.

Until now, she has been hacking into the satellite surveillance of the Monster Countermeasures Center, an organization largely infiltrated by the Monster.

If she had her own satellites, she could detect the Monster with greater precision.

In the future, she could even conduct aerial strikes via satellite.

“What do you need me to do?”

Shui Yuqianxi understood White Feather’s plan.

In that case, she only needed to cooperate.

“Enter the Nanwan Island Ping Harbor aviation base and disrupt the Monster’s skynet plan.”

“At the same time, cooperate with the protection action group to replace the satellite carried by the rocket.”

This was White Feather’s 'kill two birds with one stone' plan.

“We must find that spearhead; the threat from that spearhead is too great.”

White Feather did not have as deep an understanding of Pruss Spear as Lin Ti.

However, the completely opposite energy spectrum of Pruss Spear compared to the armor and Summoner energy spectrum.

Still sent a chill down her spine.

Even the most evil Monster energy monitored so far could not achieve an energy spectrum completely opposite to that of the Summoner and armor.

Yet, this spearhead’s energy spectrum did.

One can imagine how conflicting its energy characteristics are with the Summoner and the armor.

It is the natural enemy of the armor, the Summoner, and the Summoner.

What would happen if the Monster held this spearhead and directly harmed a Summoner?

What would happen if the Monster held this spearhead and stabbed the Summoner?

Under no circumstances can such a great threat be allowed to continue to exist.

To continue operating out of sight, ready to emerge at any moment from who knows where, from any hidden corner.

“Understood.”

Shui Yuqianxi took one last look at the only recorded energy spectrum of Pruss Spear on the electronic screen.

A tremor also ran through her heart.

She always felt that she, or something within her, was locked onto by this spearhead.

And this spearhead, to pierce that existence, would not hesitate to pierce through her body along with it.

...

While the armor side was startled by the power of Prus’s Spear.

East Bay City Central Hospital.

Mu Yuanyi, who was critically ill, deteriorated again.

He had to be rushed into the operating room for an emergency surgery.

As a renowned writer from Nanwan Island, the hospital naturally did its utmost to rescue him.

Surprisingly, Mu Yuanyi, despite being critically ill, was like a tenacious cockroach.

He once again pulled through from the operating room and returned to his ward.

Wearing an oxygen mask and connected to a life monitoring system, his body had become even more emaciated.

He slept peacefully.

“Mu Yuanyi, Mu Yuanyi.”

The ward door opened, and a man's figure walked in.

He was dressed in a black suit and brown leather shoes, with a well-proportioned physique, walking step by step towards Mu Yuanyi.

Calling out Mu Yuanyi’s name as he approached him.

“My poor Mu Yuanyi.”

The man stopped by Mu Yuanyi’s bedside and slowly extended his hand towards Mu Yuanyi’s emaciated face.

This strong, powerful hand with long fingers wore a silver ring with a green pattern.

It seemed that with just a little force, he could strangle the critically ill man on the bed.

Just as the man was about to touch Mu Yuanyi’s face, a silver light flashed.

The man’s hand was severed at the wrist and fell to the floor beside him.

The Nurse’s figure appeared in front of Mu Yuanyi’s bed, glaring fiercely at the man before her.

Both of her hands had transformed into sharp blades, extending from her sleeves, gleaming coldly.

“Don’t come near him.”

She said coldly.

“In such a short time, such strong power has been cultivated.”

“As expected of a masterpiece personally cultivated by Mu Yuanyi.”

The man smiled gently, seemingly unconcerned by his severed arm.

The Nurse noticed that the severed hand, which she had cut off with full force and had fallen to the side, had disappeared.

And the man in front of her tugged, and his arm had somehow regenerated.

“Have you arrived, Mumen Adult?”

Mu Yuanyi laboriously raised one hand and patted the Nurse.

The Nurse also retracted her bladed hands and stood by Mu Yuanyi’s bedside.

“I didn’t expect so many years to have passed, Mumen Adult.”

“Indeed, I also didn’t expect the child from back then to have grown into a renowned writer across all of South Bay.”

Mu Men De Pei’s eyes also showed a look of reminiscence.

The two were like old friends who hadn't seen each other in a long time, one weak, one robust, conversing happily.

But the Nurse, standing to the side, maintained a solemn expression throughout.

As if she would swing her blade at Mu Men De Pei’s neck at any moment.

The two smiled and discussed the past, their respective experiences.

Until the evening glow streamed through the window.

“Well then, I won’t disturb your rest, Mu Yuanyi.”

“I hope you recover soon.”

Mu Men De Pei bowed slightly to Mu Yuanyi on the bed, then left the ward without looking back.

As he left, he carefully closed the door, making sure not to make too much noise.

The Nurse looked at the doorknob, her pupils contracting.

There seemed to be some blood on the doorknob.

Whose!?

She quickly turned her head to look at Mu Yuanyi.