https://novelcool.info/chapter/Chapter-145-A-Life-Threatening-Situation/12969756/
Chapter 146: Numbered
Chapter 146: Numbered
Is she... scared?
After pausing her struggles and assessing the Red-Haired Director's condition, Leon was momentarily taken aback. He then endured the immense pressure akin to a hydraulic press and leaned in close to her ear, whispering softly.
"Are they starting to scold you?"
"Hmm..."
The Red-Haired Director sniffled softly and nodded slightly. She then seemed to be desperately avoiding something, trembling unconsciously while desperately trying to burrow into Leon's embrace.
Stop squirming; if you keep going, I might lose my life! Although the Red-Haired Director looked especially pitiful with her weak demeanor, Leon felt even more sympathy as he sensed his ribs creaking and his lungs being squeezed, forcing out three-tenths of his air.
Placing his hands together, he pushed against the Red-Haired Director's forehead, using all his might to push her away. Finally freeing his lungs, Leon, whose face had turned crimson from holding his breath, took two deep breaths before covering the Red-Haired Director's ears with his hands.
"Like this? Can you still hear them?"
"I can still hear them..."
Nodding pitifully, the Red-Haired Director sniffled softly and said, "They're not scolding me through my ears. Covering my ears won't help..."
If not through the ears, then what? The mind? The soul? But when I used the Black Goat to look upstairs, I couldn't see anything at all!
Leon strained to listen with his ears for a while, but he still didn't hear the so-called "scolding." He had no choice but to pat the Red-Haired Director's back and urged her.
"Listen... Please relax a little; you're hugging me too tightly..."
"I won't..."
After rubbing her head against Leon's chest, the Red-Haired Director seemed to have transformed into a five or six-year-old girl, sobbing as she said, "If I let go, you'll run away like the others, and I don't want that!"
You don't want it, but I can't afford it! If she keeps squeezing like this, I might not be able to run away, but my soul might escape first!
Feeling the two iron grips tightening around his back, Leon forcefully patted her back, coaxing her.
"I won't run! I promise I won't run! And not only will I not run, but I'll help you scold them!"
"Really... really?"
"Yes, really. Don't believe me? Look into my eyes!"
"Then... then I'll look..."
She rubbed against Leon's chest twice before lifting her teary eyes to meet his gaze. She finally let go of his arms and grabbed his lapel again, saying pitifully:
"Actually... you don't have to scold them. Just don't sneak away like the others, leaving me alone to bear the scolding..."
"Mhm, I won't run."
Definitely not running! If I get caught hugging her again, I might truly be done for!
She was just about to reach out to embrace her, but Leon dared not move recklessly, fearing the consequences.
To prevent her from being startled and hugged suddenly, Leon pondered for a moment before choosing to reach out and hold the Red-Haired Director's shoulders, gently turning her to face him.
Once they changed from their initial face-to-face embrace to a position where they were almost back-to-back, Leon bit his cheek and used all his strength to hug her tightly, locking down those deadly arms.
He must not let go until she sobers up! If she hugs him from the front again, his bones will surely snap with a crisp crack!
"Leon... you're so kind..."
Unable to see Leon's determined expression as he exerted force, the Red-Haired Director felt the "warmth" of his embrace. She curled up in his arms, finally feeling at ease as she leaned against him. Then, with a hint of regret in her voice, she whispered:
"When Emma still lived at the bureau, she would occasionally hug me like this to sleep. But one time, after drinking a little too much, I hugged her back for a whole night. After that, she wouldn't let me hug her anymore, and the next day, she moved back to Redwood Street..."
"..."
So, the previous victim was none other than Senior Emma?
After listening to the Red-Haired Director's words, Lyon, who was in pain and had tears in his eyes, couldn't help but shudder and immediately held her tighter.
I must not let go, absolutely not! Even Emma, who has an immortal body, couldn't withstand the Director's embrace for an entire night. I don't have an immortal body to rely on, so if she turns around and hugs me, I'll be in more ways than one!
And that damn Black Goat, how dare it say my luck is fine. I just wanted to help the Director get to her room after seeing her drunk, and I almost faced a life-or-death situation, nearly being strangled to death. Is this what you call good luck?
...
"Oh, Lyon."
Just as Lyon was fervently praying for her to fall asleep quickly and not have any habit of tossing and turning, the Red-Haired Director, who was being hugged, finally stopped trembling uncontrollably and calmed down. Leaning against him, she spoke softly:
"Do you want to know what's on the top floor?"
Huh? Hearing her words, Lyon was slightly taken aback and then spoke up to remind her:
"Director, although I don't know what's on the top floor, according to the confidentiality regulations, something guarded by the Director of the Zodiac Division should be kept secret from a Level 3 Accident Handler like me."
"It's fine."
The Red-Haired Director shook her head at his words:
"Unlike other anomalies of the same level, the existence of that thing is not a secret. Not only do many senior employees of Level 1 and 2 know about it, but they also know that it's in my possession.
Even though this information may be dangerous, it's like the 'Palace of Watchers' and has been classified as a public secret. Telling you won't be a violation, so you can listen without worry."
Somehow, the Director's speech suddenly became more coherent. Did she sober up after all that shaking? Lyon pondered for a moment, sensing that the Red-Haired Director didn't really want to clarify his doubts but needed someone to listen to her. He slightly loosened his arms and nodded:
"Then go ahead, I'm actually quite curious."
"Good, hold me tighter, and I'll tell you."
Seemingly relishing the warmth behind her, the Red-Haired Director squeezed herself into Lyon's embrace, closed her eyes, and curled up, speaking softly:
"What's on the top floor is an anomaly with a serial number, 004. As for the one billion, two hundred and ninety-six million 'people' who have been cursing at me, they are another anomaly with the serial number 013. Currently, I am the owner of both."
Serial numbers... 004 and 013?
"The serial numbers I'm talking about are assigned by the Bureau's scholars based on factors such as the user, past performance, effect strength, range, payment cost, and influence. This is done before you proposed the Lyon Shift."
Perhaps sensing Lyon's confusion about the serial numbers, the Red-Haired Director didn't continue but closed her eyes and explained softly:
"Usually, the lower the serial number of an anomaly, the more terrifying its effect when pushed to the limit. For example, your Holy Spirit Pendant, if used to its full potential, could rank within the top 150.
And if you gather all seven parts of that goat, with the high compatibility between you and it, when you use it, it might have a chance to break into the top 100."
The Black Goat... That thing boasts about being invincible under the True God, yet it's only in the top 100? And that's only if it gets a boost from the Golden Badge's enhancement effect?
(End of Chapter)
Chapter end
Report
