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He randomly pulled a small black bottle from the warehouse and tossed it to Nathan.

"Use this to wake Ivan up in a bit."

Nathan caught the bottle and saw that it was the size of a Yakult bottle, painted very black, with a scarlet abstract ghost face drawn on it.

Shake it, and there's no sound of liquid sloshing around inside.

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Just reading these words, I can already smell a chilling sensation that hits right to the top of my head.

"..."

Nathan silently put the small bottle into his pocket, deciding to trick Sean into doing something later while he stayed away.

"After you wake up, go to the boiler room and bring the wheelchair up."

The captain assigned tasks, "Then take Sean to the fourth floor to meet up with Liv and the others."

"clear."

After arranging the crew members.

The only people left to do nothing were the captain and Noah, who seemed completely unconcerned.

"Let's go, Mr. Noah, let's go find the twins and play a detective game."

That's all.

Without waiting for the man to follow, he turned and walked out the door.

Noah straightened his brand-new suit before leisurely following behind Ren Yi.

......

Renyi currently has no clue about the whereabouts of the twins.

He and Noah came down from the third floor, deliberately slowing their pace, and wandered aimlessly in the public area on the second floor.

There is a small gallery here, and most of the oil paintings on the walls are related to storms and ships.

The gallery was completely empty.

Wonka and Molly's rooms are both on the fourth floor, but the children's rooms are not there.

After randomly recalling all the places they had been, it seemed that there was no private space for Mikaje and Delphine on the entire ship.

The two children looked like two homeless ghosts.

Noah, walking behind him, moved with the lightness of a stroll in his own backyard, clearly knowing something and waiting for him to ask.

So I don't want to ask.

It's still early, so he'd rather spend more time doing a thorough search, layer by layer, or try his luck.

"...I thought you really wanted to go out."

Renyi endured it all, but finally broke the silence by speaking first.

Noah caught up with him in a few steps and walked alongside him:

"I really wanted to."

"After all, I've watched the show so many times, I can recite the lines. But..."

He gave Ren Yi a meaningful glance.

The implication is that now that there's a new show, things have become more interesting, and he doesn't want to leave anymore.

"But I can't afford to waste time."

He paused arbitrarily before a painting depicting sailors whose faces were obscured as they were dragged into the deep sea, his dark eyes fixed on the person beside him:

"I'm not interested in watching the replay with you here, and I don't have time to play Werewolf with you."

"Excuse me for speaking frankly, Mr. Noah, but my target has never been Wonka, nor have I ever targeted you."

"My target is Nyarlathotep."

After saying this, he didn't pause for even half a second and immediately turned around and walked towards the stairs.

The subtext is on the table:

Naya plays a high-level, all-encompassing game. Mr. Noah, your stage is far inferior in comparison. I have no interest in playing along.

There was silence for two seconds behind me, then footsteps caught up.

Noah brushed past him, then turned to face him and began walking backwards.

"Hey...how about we do some business?"

He didn't even flinch as he continued walking forward, forcing the other person to retreat continuously.

"Business? Before I told you this information last night, you didn't even know Nyarlathotep existed. What kind of business could you possibly do with me?"

"Your intelligence network is outdated."

These words were a bit harsh, and Noah felt a little embarrassed.

In his long life, he had seen far too many self-proclaimed gods.

From disgusting lumps of flesh without even a face, to parasites hiding in crevices and living off negative emotions, they create an air of mystery, set up a set of rules, and then issue empty promises everywhere.

He's different; he's a pragmatist!

This time, he wasn't joking around; instead, his expression was serious, revealing a hint of arrogance.

"I admit, I've never heard of that guy's name before... but whatever it's called, Naya or whatever, what it can do, I can do, and what it can't do, perhaps... I can do too."

"I'm not as weak as you think, and that Nyarlathotep isn't as strong as you think either."

This statement serves as a reminder of something.

Ren Yi finally stopped and looked at the person in front of him more closely.

This guy got stuck here because he made a deal with Wonka, and he just said he wanted to make a deal with me?

So many people on [Narwhale]...

In particular, there is no shortage of guests consumed by greed and cogs driven to despair.

For Noah, this place was a natural fishing ground, with prey all around that was easy to catch. He could catch fish with just a few strokes of the rod. How could he have remained inactive for so long?

Ren Yi remained silent.

Noah thought his words had worked, and his expression brightened again:

"How about it? Want to give it a try? It has a 100% positive review rate!"

"Once your contract takes effect... will it rely on your power, or on some inescapable rule?"

It seems they didn't expect Renyi to ask such a direct question.

"Trade secrets".

He shrugged. "But... there's really not much difference."

At any given moment, it's impossible to tell whether this person is arrogant or genuinely strong, but the answer isn't important right now.

Under Noah's expectant gaze—

"don't want."

They refused without the slightest hesitation.

"You...you didn't even ask me what the details of the transaction were!?"

"No need."

Try to avoid him and keep walking forward.

"I don't like playing chess with guys who are both the referee and the player."

"..."

They've been exposed.

"You'll definitely need me!"

Noah followed relentlessly, reverting to his shameless manner.

"I know far more secrets than you think. Wait until I get out and meet with the others... cough!"

He was practically cheating.

"Those twins are like cancer cells on this ship, spreading everywhere. But if you nod, I'll find them for you right now—consider it a free trial!"

He had barely finished speaking.

A clear, childlike voice suddenly rang out from the shadows of the gallery they had just passed:

"Mr. Zhang San?"

The two stopped in their tracks and turned around to look.

Mikaje and Delphina were seen holding hands, peeking out from behind a mirror as big as a wall.

Delphine's gaze fell on Noah, and she added crisply:

"Hey, Uncle Poor Guy's here too!"