The motorcycle traced an arc across the sky.
Zhao Bai did not expect that just one day later, he would return to this place again, accompanied by a little follower.
Kiana, on the other hand, was full of ambition, carefully studying documents in the sidecar, but before long, she fell asleep, drooling at the corner of her mouth.
Since he had a passenger, Zhao Bai did not speed ahead but took his time, taking forty minutes to fly from Saint Freya to Canghai City.
“Wake up.” The motorcycle turned a corner and came to a sudden stop in mid-air.
Zhao Bai gripped the handlebars tightly, while Kiana, propelled by inertia, lunged forward and her head hit the glass with a dull thud.
The girl held her head, taking a while to slowly stand up.
“Why didn’t you wake me up earlier?” Kiana gently rubbed her forehead.
“It hurts so much.” “Next time, I definitely will.” Zhao Bai replied, his tone laced with a hint of teasing.
Kiana quickly caught on, her eyes flashing as she threw a punch.
Zhao Bai, who had been laughing heartily, suddenly felt the same pain and crouched down, holding his forehead.
Kiana said, “What good is comfort?
Come on, let’s share the pain together.” “Uh…” This was just a minor setback, not even worth recording in the mission log.
Once he regained his composure, Zhao Bai parked the motorcycle, activating its optical invisibility mode, making it hover by a streetlight, undetectable to anyone.
Kiana looked eager, her hands itching to reach for her weapons, the Proto Pistols, stored at her waist.
Zhao Bai found a McDonald’s and sat down next to Uncle Lanlan.
Frowning, he said, “The mission target is very simple, but it’s too vague.
It’s just that the recent small-scale Honkai incidents in Canghai City have been a bit intense.
The city is so large; where do we even start looking?” “That won’t be a problem for me.” Kiana replied, sitting down next to Uncle Lanlan, making the spacious bench feel cramped.
“The map shows the Honkai outbreak points.
We can check them one by one and then summarize their connections.” After hearing this optimistic plan, Zhao Bai’s furrowed brow did not ease.
Most of the Honkai incidents in Canghai City were resolved by Zhao Bai while delivering food, and they were not recorded.
If they really searched for them one by one according to the map, they would definitely come up empty-handed.
But how could he explain this to Kiana?
I, Zhao Bai, am just an inconspicuous restaurant boss during the day, but at night, I am the dark knight protecting the citizens?
He couldn’t bring himself to say it.
Fortunately, Zhao Bai was the team leader for this operation, and all the action plans were devised by him.
What to do next depended entirely on his mood.
After pondering for a moment, he decided to first find the girl he encountered while delivering food that day.
It wasn’t hard to find the place.
He led a confused Kiana through the streets until they arrived at an unremarkable residential building and began knocking on the door.
Knock, knock, knock.
The door creaked open, revealing a familiar woman’s face.
Her eyes were wary, and after a careful observation, she covered her mouth and exclaimed, “You are… that man from that night?” Zhao Bai coughed and corrected her, “That’s indeed me, but please don’t phrase it so strangely.
I was just delivering food that day and happened to save your life; I didn’t do anything weird.” “Zhao Bai, what story happened between you two?” Kiana asked curiously.
Seizing the opportunity, Zhao Bai recounted what happened that day, though he didn’t make it sound so mystical.
He simply said he was delivering food in Canghai City and encountered Miss Chen, who was engulfed in extreme negative emotions and on the verge of losing herself, which prompted him to step in and help.
“So, you’re saying you were a hero saving a damsel in distress?” Kiana sounded a bit disappointed.
“I had no idea your Zhao family restaurant even did delivery.” “Delivery starts from a distance of fifty kilometers; I’m too lazy to deliver anything closer.” Seeing the topic about to drift away again, Zhao Bai quickly coughed to bring it back.
Both of them turned serious gazes toward Miss Chen, shaking their official credentials.
“To be honest, we are part of an organization that specializes in dealing with supernatural phenomena.” “Please tell us what happened that night, truthfully.” Miss Chen naturally believed them; after all, Zhao Bai was her savior.
She invited the two inside to sit down, and the atmosphere was relatively calm, without any interrogation vibes.
“What you encountered last night was not a coincidence.” Zhao Bai said, holding a cup of tea and sipping it.
It was just the loose tea commonly found in supermarkets, and she hadn’t even scalded it with boiling water before brewing, resulting in a strong bitter taste.
He frowned slightly, discreetly set the cup down, and didn’t touch it again.
Zhao Bai explained in simple terms, “Something is lurking in the shadows, sensing your negative emotions.
It’s like a fisherman patiently luring you into despair.
But just like all fishing actions, when the fish bites the bait, the angler establishes a connection with the fish.
Think carefully, that night, in your pain, did you see any fleeting images?” That night… At that time, Miss Chen was undergoing her final transformation.
If Zhao Bai hadn’t intervened, she would have turned into the lowest form of Zombie.
By normal logic, where there are lower forms, there must be higher forms, and a huge mystery must be hidden behind it.
It would be even better if Miss Chen could remember something.
They say that taste and smell are the ancestors of all senses.
Zhao Bai turned and entered the kitchen, locking the door, taking out the ingredients he brought, planning to make a dish identical to the snowflake beef ribs from that day.
Judgment of Shamash shot out a six-meter flame pillar, not igniting the kitchen, not even producing any smoke.
All the firepower was concentrated on the steak.
Before long, the dish was served.
The smoky aroma of the grilled meat wafted through the air, and the subtle sound of oil popping could be heard.
Looking at the deep brown surface, Miss Chen seemed to recall something.
The aroma of the steak pulled her back to that day.
She closed her eyes and murmured softly, “It was hot… so painful… every organ was burning…” “Did you see any images?” “I saw… a broken classroom… vines.” The memory broke off there.
Even recalling that tragic memory now was unbearable.
Miss Chen covered her forehead and sat down, taking a moment to gather herself before picking up the knife and fork to eat the meat.
Meanwhile, Kiana also fell into deep thought.
In Canghai City, a dilapidated school… Could it be Senba Academy?
Before entering Saint Freya Academy, Kiana had escaped from the terrifying Major Honkai Eruption.
At that time, she was still a middle school student attending Senba Academy, which was completely destroyed in the Major Honkai Eruption.
It was also during that Honkai event that Raiden Mei awakened as a Herrscher .
Years ago, Kiana fought her way out of a pile of Zombies with nothing but a baseball bat.
Kiana’s face was as cold as water, and her intense thinking expression caught Zhao Bai’s attention.
He immediately understood something and cut a piece of rib and placed it in front of Kiana as a reward for her quick thinking.
“What do you mean?” Kiana suddenly looked up, like a startled beast, her eyes filled with hostility.
“A reward, don’t you want to eat?” Zhao Bai replied, puzzled.
Kiana continued to stare at him, and after a while, the hostility in the girl’s eyes gradually faded.
She slowly put on her scarf, used a knife to cut the beef into small pieces, and complexly enjoyed the chewy fibers and the hot meat juice.
Kiana felt conflicted.
On one hand, this strange way of rewarding made her feel like a hunting dog, and her sensitive pride was hurt because of it.
On the other hand, the grilled meat was simply too delicious.