Chapter 99: Gathering (Begging for first-time subscriptions!)

These pieces of parchment seem to have been torn directly from another complete Secret Transmission, with many annotations between the lines.

"Song of the Worker Insect?"

In the annotations on the second page, Aaron saw its name.

"It really is incomplete, containing only the content for the First Primordial Substance—'Insect Pupa', and the Second Primordial Substance—'Worker Insect'!"

"Judging from the description in the Secret Transmission, Jack should be at the limit of the First Primordial Substance, 'Insect Pupa', and wants to advance to become a 'Worker Insect'! This requires a ritual, starting from April, disguising himself as a person until the end of July... Interpersonal relationships are also a special kind of 'pupa'... Once July passes, he can break out of the pupa and develop into an 'Adult Insect'... He was close to success, but unfortunately, he met me."

"Following this logic, after being dismissed by the Benjamin family, Jack encountered a 'Mentor', stepped through the door of the Mysterious, and just as he was about to advance, he chose the poor Mr. Benjamin for revenge, and also for the convenience of acting!"

"That human skin, an 'Insect Pupa' definitely couldn't have made it; was it the handiwork of his mentor?"

As for what Mrs. Benjamin might say or do later, it was a matter of no consequence at all.

【The home of Hark Benjamin suffered a home invasion robbery; Mr. Benjamin and a manservant were unfortunately killed. His funeral will be held on August 7th at the Quiet Cemetery. This is hereby announced.】

The Investigation Bureau must have intervened!

"That woman looked timid; I didn't expect her to be unexpectedly responsible..."

Mr. Das was also holding today's Green Forest Morning News, his eyes glancing at Aaron: "You acted very quickly..."

Clark Das looked at Aaron, his gaze becoming gentle.

Thinking of this, Aaron could not help but show a cold sneer.

"You didn't even see my true face, why would I kill you?"

Aaron stretched.

"Extraordinarys of the 'Pupa' are mostly very Evil; according to what you said, that Jack also has a mentor, so we must be more careful in the future."

After Aaron returned, he would confirm the subsequent danger level of this matter through divination, as well as whether he needed to move house and other such matters.

"What attracts those Secret Police the most should still be the problem with Jack himself... Perhaps they can ferret out Jack's mentor?"

Just right for leaving the scene!

After opening the door, Sylvia was not yet asleep and was waiting in the hall.

Aaron lay lazily and comfortably in an armchair, holding a newspaper in his hand.

A golden light flashed in mid-air, and the head of the Founder Arthur faced upward, representing affirmation.

Aaron was not in the least terrified by having provoked a 'formidable enemy', but rather somewhat pleasantly surprised.

He walked specifically through dark places the whole way, occasionally scaring a few homeless people, and finally returned to Golden Rose Street without incident.

Aaron could not help but start looking forward to the Mysterious gathering that Clark Das spoke of.

Aaron feigned righteous indignation and briefly explained how Jack had replaced Hake.

Inside the living room.

Aaron tossed the coin again; this time it was a divination on the question of whether he needed to move.

"Hmm, prepare bathwater for me."

'But it was of no use; he was a weakling while alive, and a weakling after dying and becoming a vengeful spirit; he should have been easily eliminated by the Extraordinary Jack or his mentor...'

'If this were a thousand years ago, even a mass grave could not possibly produce any vengeful spirits, but the current environment of Spirituality is hard to say... Furthermore, Mr. Benjamin died in an extremely restless state, and with the influence of Extraordinary power, this further increased the possibility of becoming a vengeful spirit...'

Aaron sneered: "Give you a hint, your real husband is buried in your garden... Well then, I shall take my leave."

"I wonder if the Investigation Bureau has intervened?"

While thinking, Aaron casually tossed a gold coin.

The general public always pins their hopes on the warmth and kindness of the strong, and after their hopes are dashed, they often pin their hopes on a peaceful world after death, or that the weak can transform into vengeful spirits for revenge.

"However, this 'mentor' may not necessarily harbor good intentions... Whether ants or bees, both have very strict hierarchies, so his mentor likely wants to use this Secret Transmission to completely control Jack and turn him into a puppet under his command..."

"Because that is simply too Evil!"

"Not needed for the time being... It seems that checking them one by one also takes time, and... the clues I left behind are very few..."

Regarding the results of the divination, Aaron still trusted them relatively, because he understood that when he divined, he could naturally obtain the blessing of the Spirit Body's status, and the accuracy was extremely high!

With a bit of anticipation, Aaron took a carriage and arrived at the home of Clark Das.

'If Mrs. Benjamin is a timid woman, perhaps she will suppress it directly?'

Early August.

"Looking at it this way, a new target has appeared; the experiences of Jack after he left his job are the clues!"

But in reality, the weak are still the weak! Even if they die, they are!

'The eliminated vengeful spirit had a faint aura that leaked out, which contaminated Sylvia and the other servants, causing their luck to turn bad... This was just used by Jack as an excuse for dismissal.'

'The entire course of events should be just like this.'

"Home invasion robbery? A very official-sounding explanation..."

The Pound crossed the air again, landing with the number side facing up.

A moment later, his whole body was soaked in warm water, and his thoughts gradually wandered: 'After the real Mr. Benjamin was murdered, he was buried in the garden, seeing the murderer who killed him occupy his family every day, sleeping with his wife—if it were me, I would also turn into a vengeful spirit for revenge...'

'Hmm, this outing yielded 103 Pounds and 5 Shillings in cash, a piece of human skin, and an incomplete Secret Transmission... Not bad at all.'

He noticed that Sylvia was somewhat absent-minded while working today; she probably saw the content on the newspaper when she was ironing it.

"It's just a pity... why can't I encounter an Evil society that specializes in the 'Light'? That way, I wouldn't have to worry about resources for my advancement."

'However, the deaths of two people, plus a corpse in the garden, there is no way it can be suppressed...'

"Are you going to kill me?"

Even in the eyes of Evil people, a kind person might be despised, but they are reassuring.

He walked to the window and calmly climbed out.

Mrs. Benjamin had previously been like a walking corpse, but at this moment she was holding a pair of blood-stained scissors, gesturing at the corpse on the ground, and couldn't help but laugh miserably at the sight.

In the middle of the ink-scented newspaper, there was a small obituary:

Because the servants and the butler had been in a deep sleep, and the subsequent battle did not involve the use of firearms or create much noise, it did not attract much attention.

"Young Master!"

A righteous, kind-hearted young man is always more likely to gain favor.

He sighed, put away the Secret Transmission, and looked at Mrs. Benjamin.

The sunlight was just right, and a gentle breeze was blowing.

"In addition, I have received news that the gathering will be held tomorrow night, and the location is the Iver Bridge District... You can come to my place first to apply a disguise, and then we will go together."

Clark Das could not help but want to help this young man a little more.

(End of this chapter)