Chapter 814: Strange test paper (Asking for monthly tickets at the beginning of the month)

Hearing Wanake

"Can you find them?"

"I can't." Wanake admitted frankly.

Compared to him and Lu Mian, who had fixed residences, Gussin and Medici were secretive in their movements, making it difficult to lock onto their specific locations.

Wanake continued:

"But I can use myself as bait to lure them out."

Lure them out? Why call it the "Hunter" pathway? Might as well call it the Fishing Master pathway... Lu Mian mocked Wanake and himself in his heart, finally easing his emotions.

He looked at the man in the mirror with iron-black eyes—the one who had wanted to kill him the moment they first met and who was suspected of having "0-01" corruption—and sneered, saying:

"Bait? If you dared to stroll through the streets of Morora right now, Albus and Gussin would likely not dare to make a move, thinking it's a trap.

"Of course, they would definitely send someone to test the waters to see if you're bluffing, but then you wouldn't be able to ambush them."

Wanake's gaze remained sharp, and his voice carried a metallic quality as he said:

"I won't treat them like fools. I will leave behind some traces and provide some clues so they can find my hiding place themselves.

"They must seize these few days; they cannot wait for me to recover, otherwise, it will be them who have a headache."

Lu Mian smiled in the tone of a "Hunter":

"Very confident, aren't you? Then why not patiently wait until your injuries are fully healed before taking revenge one by one? Why must you take the risk to set a trap now, and even choose to cooperate with me?"

"Within five days, if they haven't found me, those two rats will retreat back into the sewers and hide. I can kill either one of them, but finding them won't be easy." Wanake's tone was filled with intense killing intent.

Lu Mian did not ask any further questions, pondering some matters:

This most dangerous figure in Morora was suspected of having submitted to "0-01," receiving a gift while suffering from corruption, and possessed the strength of a pseudo-demigod.

Did his current attitude represent that "0-01" disliked "Red Angel" Medici and the "Iron and Blood Cross Order"?

Or, did "0-01" resist everyone who tried to control it, and Wanake's attitude when he first met me was proof of that, only that under the current circumstances, he wanted to prioritize targeting Albus and Gussin and was willing to reach a temporary cooperation agreement with the weaker party?

Wanake had the strength of a pseudo-demigod and was on his home turf in Morora, yet he had been severely wounded by Albus, Gussin, and several members of the "Iron and Blood Cross Order," fleeing his stronghold in a sorry state...

Albus was indeed not simple, and Gussin should be the same. It was the right choice that I didn't choose to go all out and launch a surprise attack earlier...

"0-01" and that special mirror world also had a certain connection, as even Wanake could travel through mirrors...

Lu Mian looked at Wanake, who was patiently waiting for his answer, and asked with a smile:

"Why me?"

Since entering Morora, he hadn't gone all out, nor had he used the powerful items on his person.

"We are the same kind of person." Wanake's iron-black eyes were ice-cold. "And I can clearly feel that you are not simple."

Of course I'm not simple. With so much corruption and so many things mixed together, it would be strange if I were simple... Lu Mian raised his right hand and rubbed his chin, saying:

"Aren't you worried that I'll take this opportunity to finish off you, Albus, and Gussin while you're still severely wounded?

"One cannot be without a heart to guard against others."

"You don't have that ability." Wanake said quite directly. "And, in Morora, it's not that easy to truly kill me."

Lu Mian leaned back against the chair, half-closed his eyes, and after a few seconds, said:

"Time, place."

"The time cannot be determined; it depends on the progress of Albus and Gussin's investigation. When the time comes, I will tell you the approximate time and the predetermined location in advance." Wanake, whose temperament was sharp and rigid and whose face had distinct angles, rarely revealed a slight smile.

Lu Mian opened his eyes and sat up straight again:

"With your strength, you were actually severely wounded by them. What special features did they display in the battle?"

"Not severely wounded, just close to it." Wanake emphasized. "That person named Albus has special powers or items on him that can create the war fog that only a high-sequence 'Hunter' can possess... Besides being a powerful 'Hunter,' Gussin also possesses some abilities of the 'Witch' pathway; he can also utilize the mirror world to a certain extent..."

Lu Mian listened attentively, and a smile bloomed bit by bit:

"Happy cooperation."

Wanake nodded slightly, his figure gradually dissipating in the shimmering water of the mirror.

Lu Mian sat quietly on the chair, muttering to himself in silence:

"Could it be a trap?

"Did Wanake, Albus, and Gussin use human lives as props to perform a play for the purpose of ambushing me?

"Or, does Wanake want to take this opportunity to finish off Albus, Gussin, and me together?

"..."

Lu Mian thought of many things, so much that his head began to ache.

"Forget it, I'll think about these conspiracies in the next few days. Facing a 'Hunter' is truly troublesome. Let's read first, let's read first..." Lu Mian turned his attention back to the book, *Construction Examples of Underground Mausoleums*.

After another hour, he closed the book with satisfaction.

After spending nearly a week of effort, he had finally finished studying the first batch of books designated by Madame Hela Berg. Tomorrow, he could go to the Knowledge Cathedral for the exam!

Lu Mian lay back on the bed and fell asleep.

In a daze, he saw an army.

The members of the army were all clad in iron-black armor, marching majestically across a reddish plain, with something seemingly floating in the distance.

Seemingly sensing Lu Mian's gaze, they turned their heads in unison and looked over, their gazes like substance.

Lu Mian took this opportunity to see the faces of these soldiers:

Under the iron-black helmets, their skin was pale and shriveled, as if they had lost all moisture and flesh, clinging tightly to their skulls, while a cluster of dark red flames burned within each of their eye sockets.

Mummies...

Is this an army composed of undead creatures?

Just as such thoughts flashed through Lu Mian's mind, he felt a huge fear surging from the bottom of his heart, as if urging him to submit to some unknown entity.

He struggled against this feeling and finally woke up.

He opened his eyes and discovered that it had just been a dream, and at this moment, the sky outside the window was dim, and the dawn had not yet appeared.

Have I read too much knowledge related to "0-01," and the corruption has worsened? Lu Mian thought for a few seconds and forced himself to sleep for a while longer, until six o'clock in the morning.

Zhu Li had not returned all night. After Lu Mian finished breakfast, he stuffed those books into his "Traveler's Bag" and headed straight for the Knowledge Cathedral.

Madame Hela Berg, wearing a plain white robe with brass thread embroidery, was explaining the situation to a batch of exiles who had just arrived. Lu Mian waited for a while, until the new exiles walked out of the cathedral, before smiling and taking out the books, saying to Madame Hela Berg:

"Your Excellency Archbishop, I have finished reading these books."

"You've added the honorific 'Your Excellency' this time, have you?" Madame Hela Berg teased with a smile, took the books, and pointed to the corresponding brass bookshelf. "Go there and draw a test paper to do."

Lu Mian had been mentally prepared for this; he walked to the front of the bookshelf and randomly drew a test paper.

While searching for a table and chair with the corner of his eye, he examined the content of the test paper.

Suddenly, his gaze froze.

The first question on the test paper was:

"Have you had any nightmares recently?"

The second question was:

"Please describe the content of the nightmare in detail."

"Is this an exam on the mastery of knowledge points? It doesn't seem like it... It's more like those psychological test questions that Anthony brought back from the Psychological Physicians' Guild..." Lu Mian thought thoughtfully, using the protruding part of the brass bookshelf to scribble down the answers.

He answered the questions on the entire test paper truthfully.

"Done." Lu Mian had the feeling of returning to Cordu Village and reporting to his sister that he had completed a pop quiz.

"Let me see." Madame Hela Berg extended his right hand.

After taking Lu Mian's test paper, he checked it from beginning to end and nodded slightly, saying:

"You don't need to finish reading all the books on these three bookshelves. This one, this one, this one..."

Madame Hela Berg pointed out seven or eight books in a row and said with a smile:

"Finishing these will be enough."

Huh? I don't need to finish the three bookshelves? I only need to read these seven or eight? Lu Mian was momentarily dazed, not understanding the basis for the Archbishop of Morora's judgment.

The remaining books on those three bookshelves were suddenly unimportant?

Thinking of the content of the test paper just now, Lu Mian suddenly had some guesses.

He said thoughtfully to Madame Hela Berg:

"Very well, Your Excellency Archbishop."

In the process of putting the corresponding books into the "Traveler's Bag," Lu Mian roughly estimated the time it would take.

If he focused wholeheartedly and was not disturbed by anything, he could basically finish one book a day, but he couldn't do that; he would be suspected.

"It will take two weeks, maybe even more than two weeks... But according to Archbishop Madame Hela Berg, reading these is enough, which is much better than the half-year I expected to finish the three bookshelves..." Lu Mian quietly breathed a sigh of relief, his mood improving quite a bit.

He mimicked the crazy talk that his sister Aurora and Franca sometimes used, and smiled in his heart:

"Albus, Zhu Li, Gussin, and Wanake, wait another two weeks. Once I finish studying, I'll kill you all!

"Hmm, now I have to use Wanake's 'invitation' to find the clue from Albus about where the head of the brother with the severed hand is hidden...

"Also, I need to collect intelligence on the 'Witch'..."

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Saturday night, Trier, Memorial District.

Franca looked at Jenna, who had naturally moved into the guest room after returning from Port Ressel, and without asking why, said with a stuffed feeling in her heart:

"You don't seem very happy. Is Julian insistent on returning to Trier?"

"Yes, he really is a stubborn person." Jenna let out a long sigh.

Actually, you are too, and your mother is too... Franca muttered in her heart and said:

"Don't worry, there's still about a month to find a way."

"Hmm." Jenna glanced at Franca, who had changed into a wizard's robe. "Are you going to attend that mystical gathering in Lu Mian's place?"

"Yes." Franca tossed the silver-white "Lie" earring and caught it again.

Compared to the awkwardness and nervousness at the beginning, she was now more expectant.

This is very interesting, isn't it?

(End of chapter)