Project Bunny 19C, one hand holding a shield, the other a vacuum cleaner.
The vacuum cleaner was still adorned with a magnetic sticker, a flashy golden king with a magenta crown.
In a daze, a flicker of longing passed through Bronya’s indifferent eyes.
Zhao Bai rubbed his eyes vigorously, thinking he was hallucinating.
Bronya said, “If you’re scared, you can follow little Bunny; it will protect you.” “What are you joking about?” In the atmosphere devoid of tension, Zhao Bai flipped through the academy map again and immediately suggested heading to the site of the supernatural incident.
Bronya naturally welcomed this.
Project Bunny led the way like a loyal knight, and the two arrived at the hazardous materials storage room.
Due to the task at hand, there was no one patrolling here.
The duty roster at the entrance listed Zhao Bai and Bronya’s names.
Using a verification card to open the warehouse door revealed rows of barrels neatly arranged on the shelves, most of them deep blue, with a few being milky white.
A lonely man and woman, together in an unguarded and haunted chemical warehouse.
Was the atmosphere a bit subtle?
However, Bronya clearly wasn’t one to care about such things.
Just as she was listening intently, footsteps suddenly echoed in her ears…
Click, clack.
Rumble rumble~ A very heavy sound, indeed somewhat like footsteps.
But there was something subtly off about it.
Bronya was Russian, a staunch materialist, and never believed in any supernatural beings.
Project Bunny followed her, floating and drifting in the vast warehouse.
She searched diligently, but found nothing.
As Bronya began her patrol, Zhao Bai also started his investigation, first moving to the door to turn all the lights to their brightest, then leisurely surveying the area.
Turning on the bright lights wasn’t out of fear, but rather to avoid tripping.
This was a chemical warehouse, and any firearm could cause significant casualties; Bronya only brought a vacuum cleaner, and Zhao Bai carried nothing more than a common katana.
He walked from one corridor to another.
Nothing.
Zhao Bai could always hear that strange sound, like war drums echoing in his ears.
But he could never pinpoint the source of the sound, even pressing his ear against the wall of a chemical barrel, listening closely to the echo in the liquid, confirming it wasn’t just his imagination.
“Bronya, have you found anything?” “Nothing.” Wuwuwuwuwu~ The sound of the vacuum cleaner starting up; Bronya was expressionlessly playing with the vacuum, turning it on and off, her light gray spiral twin tails fluttering in the wind.
Her facial expression showed no change, but Zhao Bai knew that Bronya was very disappointed.
As for the reason, it was probably because no blue fluorescent, semi-transparent Ghost had appeared, screaming to be sucked into her golden Homu vacuum cleaner in the isolation chamber.
“So, there really are no Ghosts.” Bronya said this with a completely expressionless face, yet the words were incredibly cute.
The clicking sound still echoed in Zhao Bai’s ears; he was even certain of the location, right in an open space in the warehouse, but there was nothing here.
Bronya raised the vacuum cleaner, sucking up all the dust in that open space, yet still found nothing.
“This sound… after inspection, it’s not footsteps.” Bronya said, having spent so much time with Project Bunny, she was well-versed in various mechanical structures.
When a robot goes a long time without lubrication, every movement produces this kind of sound.
So, was there an invisible robot here?
Until the early hours of the morning, they found no suspicious signs.
Bronya visibly showed her disappointment, quietly stifling a yawn, returning to her expressionless state, no longer able to muster any interest.
Seeing this, Zhao Bai quickly suggested they head home to sleep and fight another day.
“Wasting two nights on this, Bronya doesn’t recommend it.” “After it’s done, I’ll treat you to a treasure.” Zhao Bai teased, “Recently, my restaurant received a batch of new food, 1986 Su-produced salmon roe sausage, specially for the space agency, it’s been to space, with a shelf life of forty years.” “Sounds good.” Bronya, uninterested in ordinary foods like Sapporo ramen, mushroom cream soup, or meat pizza, could only be tempted with high-end military ingredients, preferably of Russian origin.
“Alright.” Bronya agreed readily.
Parting ways with Bronya, Zhao Bai took a few steps back toward the dormitory, then suddenly stopped.
His teammate vanished into the darkness.
Zhao Bai, however, strode back to the hazardous chemical storage room, retrieving his cherished kitchen tool.
Scythe·Path to Acheron.
Once, any ingredient cut by this Scythe would disappear, even chives were particularly difficult to use; Zhao Bai had no idea what to do with it.
Now, Zhao Bai finally realized.
Since cutting things makes them disappear, could it, in reverse, cut things that have already vanished?
Zhao Bai didn’t know, but it was worth a try, and it wouldn’t cost him anything.
Path to Acheron, with its enormous size, was incredibly lightweight, as if it didn’t exist in the physical realm, a product of the Sea of Quanta.
Holding Path to Acheron, Zhao Bai moved it back and forth over the earlier open space, as if plowing a field.
With a click.
He felt a tremor, looking up to see, in the glow of the mining lamp, a pale blue body slowly materializing, surrounded by red light, a surging sense of power as if it was about to explode.
A… Titan?
The massive Titan father appeared before him, leaving Zhao Bai completely stunned.
This was truly dangerous.
Zhao Bai could not regard this pile of metal as an ingredient; Path to Acheron naturally caused no harm, merely knocking it out of its quantum state.
Its enormous form exuded an overwhelming pressure.
Not a single movement, not even the indicator lights lit up.
“Whew—” Zhao Bai instinctively held his breath, his heart racing wildly.
He didn’t know how long had passed; it felt like a century.
The Titan remained inactive, simply vanishing under the light, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.
What on earth was going on?
Zhao Bai, shaken and scared, returned to the dormitory and told Theresa everything in one breath.
“What exactly is going on?” Theresa was playing Resident Evil 7, a horror game cloaked in the guise of biological science.
It’s strange, in the same horror game, Theresa isn’t afraid of the scientific elements, but if there are ghost elements, she wouldn’t dare to touch it at all.
Perhaps this is the cute side of the Principal.
Theresa processed the information provided by Zhao Bai and couldn’t help but hit the pause button, the decaying corpse face without a jaw froze in the center of the screen.
“What are you joking about?” She said, “Are you bullying me…?
To come up with such a stupid excuse to brush me off, do you believe I won’t dock your salary?!” “I’m not that easy to fool!” For the first time in a long while, Theresa was angry, and Zhao Bai was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
What he said was absolutely the truth.
Although she was angry, Theresa didn’t impose any punishment, just told him to resolve the matter within three days, otherwise the counter-espionage funds would not be released, and Zhao Bai would have to bear the salaries of the maids and security himself.
That was absolutely unacceptable!