Ring of Fate

Chapter 972: The Smell of a "Conspirator"
Star Dream Grocery Store.

Anthony, who brought Ludwig, received the reply from the shopkeeper from the Major Arcana cards:
"In reality, Roshan is under the strict protection of the Church of the Goddess of Night. As long as she is asleep, there will definitely be Beyonders monitoring her dream state. In this regard, the Church of the Goddess of Night is an expert...

"On the Future, Frank Lee has not shown any more abnormalities. As before, our bottom line for Li Keji in the dream is that we cannot let him be contaminated by the power of the Great Mother, nor can we let him become a puppet of the Heavenly Lord through death and rebirth..."

Reading this, Anthony seemed to hear the voices of the Major Arcana cards:

"If necessary, we can take the initiative to kill Li Keji and destroy his body. In short, we cannot let him be contaminated or used, and his death will not affect the real person in reality."

Lumian thought so too... Anthony had never seen Li Keji's mushrooms in person, but he had only heard Lumian retell the other party's ideas. He felt that there was some truth to it, but it was also filled with confusing madness.

He continued to read the following contents of the letter:
"We can only confirm that Anderson Hood is currently in Azshara, the capital of Renburg, but we can't find him. We will communicate with the Church of Knowledge later."

The fact that the Major Arcana cards that were able to be found in different ways proved that Anderson Hood was hiding well, and perhaps even receiving the blessing of a higher power... Communicating with the Church of Knowledge was to confirm whether they had provided assistance to Anderson Hood? If not, things would be more complicated and troublesome... Anthony folded the letter and stuffed it into the pocket of his jeans.

He then put the letter he had written in advance into the black silver-inlaid mailbox.

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Technology Building.

Lumian was already at work. While patrolling the floors, he was thinking about how to monitor Zarathustra more effectively, and where to go to observe the status of this enemy tonight. Lumian wanted to see if Zarathustra would still encounter hostility in his dreams at night after Roshan reminded Zhou Mingrui again and deepened the latter's impression of Zarathustra.

Walking up to the seventh floor, while Old Xia was in the bathroom, Lumian took out his phone, clicked on the online shopping platform that Franca mentioned, and typed a few words using the voice input method:
"Pinhole camera..."

He felt that although Zarathustra was also suppressed at Sequence 7, he was still an angel in essence and had many mysterious and strange abilities. It was obviously unrealistic to rely on the mirror world to spy on him all the time, and this could only be done occasionally.

Therefore, Lumian planned to try scientific methods, such as pinhole cameras and eavesdropping devices. Even if these little things were discovered by Zarathustra later, there would be no problem as long as the other party could not trace him back.

After completing the input, Lumian did not press the "Search" button.

He remembered that Franka said this was illegal and part of the black and gray industry.

“Let’s not talk about whether I can buy it on a regular platform. As the Son of God, why should I get involved in the black and gray industries myself? I am a law-abiding citizen…” Lumian closed the app half-jokingly and half-self-deprecatingly, switched to WeChat, and entered the dialog box with “Intis Group Green”.

He typed in a calm voice:
“Prepare some pinhole cameras and eavesdropping devices for me, preferably with instruction manuals.

"Also, give me Zarathustra's schedule for the next two days."

Zarathustra's safety in the Dream City was the responsibility of his bodyguards and the security department of Intis Group, so Lumian knew that Zarathustra was most likely in the hotel last night, so he went straight there to observe the situation. Of course, this was not completely certain, as Zarathustra could change his schedule at any time, and he was the leader, just like he had decided to visit two cram schools on a whim, and Lumian had not been reminded by Green beforehand.

"Okay." Green replied to Lumian quickly.

After Lumian finished patrolling the floors and returned to his office, he opened his own drawer and immediately saw two sets of pinhole cameras and eavesdropping devices quietly placed inside.

Lumian pulled out the paper that was placed on top of them and memorized Zarathustra's schedule from five in the afternoon to ten at night today.

When it was almost dark, he found an excuse to go to the bathroom and "teleported" away.

He first used the mirror world to hide the pinhole camera and the eavesdropping device in a secret place in Zarathustra's room, erased the traces of his presence, and relied on the "mirror substitute" to complete the counter-divination, then returned to the Science and Technology Building and reached the sixteenth floor, which was exclusively for Mr. Huang, through the mirror.

Tonight, Mr. Huang will host a business dinner here to entertain Zarathustra and his entourage.

Lumian was very grateful that Mr. Huang liked mirrors and gold foil decorations, which allowed him to easily find the best position and look down at Zarathustra from behind the mirror-like object on the ceiling.

The old man had just finished a glass of red wine with Mr. Huang, and nothing seemed unusual, but it was already completely dark outside the window.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Lumian watched them quietly as they drank, ate, and chatted.

Suddenly, Mr. Huang leaned back in his chair, raised his head, and cast his gaze towards the mirror-like object that Lumian had hidden, as if he was thinking about something.

Lumian reflexively shrank back and moved away from the mirror.

"Did Mr. Huang notice me?

“Can he spot the peeping eyes behind the mirror?

“He is just a dream projection, not Emperor Roselle… Was it just a coincidence, or is it that Mr. Fool’s subconscious mind believes that Mr. Huang has extraordinary power?” Thinking of this, Lumian suddenly remembered a piece of information that Franka had told him:
Louis Gustav of the Emperor's Party has been very upset recently because he cannot contact a key person, and that key person is suspected to be Emperor Roselle in the mirror.

There was a smell of conspiracy... Lumian's sense of "conspirator" immediately made him suspicious:
Could it be that Emperor Roselle in the mirror had also entered the dream?

He had cooperated with the evil god and the subordinates of Tianzun before. Did he enter the dream with the help of Tianzun? After all, he is not a true god, does not contain uniqueness, and does not have any special items. It is unlikely that he can come in by himself...

He teamed up with Zarathustra, trying to erode and influence Emperor Roselle's dream image Huang Tao, until he controlled and replaced him?
He is essentially the "man in the mirror", so it is normal for him to find someone spying on him from behind the mirror...

If Zarathustra and Him controlled the Intis Group, with the influence and terrifying cash flow of the Intis Group, the balance of victory would inevitably tilt rapidly!

When we focused on Zhou Mingrui, Li Keji and An Xiaotian, Zarathustra quietly stole our home...

Normally, since Princess Bernadette seems to be able to enter the dream state, Mr. Huang should be on our side...

But why did Mr. Huang look at me so obviously?
He could have pretended not to notice and then found an opportunity to attack suddenly...

The more Lumian thought about it, the more he felt a cold sweat on his back.

Zarathustra is not a "conspirator", but he is better than a "conspirator"!
Sure enough, my initial idea was correct. I had to take the initiative to attack and assassinate him, or trade one for one and kick him out... Lumian's thoughts raced as he stuck to the mirror again and looked down.

At this time, Mr. Huang had already withdrawn his gaze.

But Zarathustra noticed his behavior just now, glanced at the ceiling and said:
"What are you looking at?"

Mr. Huang gently swirled the red wine in his glass and replied with a smile:
"Think about something."

Zarathustra did not ask any more questions, but turned the conversation to other things.

Lumian observed for several more minutes, confirming that Zarathustra showed no abnormalities after nightfall.

“That is to say, after being punished once, Mr. Fool’s subconscious mind will think that this person has completely become a puppet. Even if Zhou Mingrui hears the corresponding name again and has a deeper impression, it will not alert his subconscious mind in the dream, unless Zarathustra stimulates him again and brings about new changes?” Lumian speculated on the reason for the current situation and left here using the “mirror shuttle” method.

"Why did it take so long?" Old Xia asked casually when he saw him walking back to the office.

Lumian sighed and said:

"Hey, for me, if I eat something too spicy, I get diarrhea, and if I eat something not too spicy, I get constipated."

Old Xia enthusiastically talked about the topic of "spicy".

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Late at night, Lumian was "teleported" to the vicinity of Red Moon Hospital, and through the mirror world he kept flashing on the glass windows of different special wards.

After a minute, he stopped.

In front of him was a dark ward with only a little moonlight. His spiritual intuition told him that the person in the ward was An Xiaotian he was looking for.

Lumian looked down at the bed from above and saw a person connected to many instruments and tubes.

The man's head was immersed in darkness, and only the outline of his facial features could be vaguely seen. However, his beard seemed to have not been shaved for a long time and was only cut short. It had grown to the upper part of his cheeks, and was thick, black, and clumps.

Lumian observed for a while, walked out of the glass window and came to the bed.

He saw that the unconscious patient's hair was shaved clean off, and there were many sutures on the top of the head that looked like a giant centipede.

Lumian conjured up a scene in his mind:
The head was forcibly split open, the brain was forcibly taken out, and then something unknown was put into the empty space and sutured...

A symbol? Just as Lumian had this thought, he saw the heartbeat on the monitor become more intense, with peaks and troughs alternating rapidly, bringing with it a beeping alarm.

Lumian subconsciously stepped back and came to the window, ready to leave at any time.

At the same time, he saw that all the patient's monitoring data had changed and became very active.

I'm suddenly distorted right after I arrived? Is this something in me that caused this... There are so many possible reasons, I don't know which one it is... Lumian once again turned his gaze to the patient himself.

The patient's fingers suddenly moved slightly.

(End of this chapter)