Otherworld Girl Development Guide

Stans took the notebook and began to read it carefully. It was full of seemingly ordinary conversations, but something just didn't feel right.

“There are linguistic traps in everything you say here. If Sim didn’t know Grey Robe, he wouldn’t have stepped on a landmine.” Chen Haonan seemed to have noticed Stans’s confusion and explained from the side. The more you know, the more you think. This is the principle of being too clever for your own good.

"Understood!"

Sim's identity is indeed questionable; what better identity could there be for conducting human experiments than that of a doctor!

The next day arrived quickly, and there were still 30 minutes until their meeting.

"Are you ready?"

“Yes!” Stans nodded vigorously.

Inside the orbal-powered car parked by the roadside, Stans, Chan Ho-nam, and Chicken were making their final preparations... This is Krobel, where force cannot be used, but some simple little things can still be brought along.

"Take these things with you..."

After saying that, Chicken placed a pinhole camera and a listening device on Stans. The high-definition pinhole camera could clearly observe Sim's expression, while the listening device was used to record the conversation between the two.

Once someone opens their mouth, experts will analyze the authenticity of their words through micro-expressions and speech.

"I'm leaving..."

"Be smart," Chan Ho-nam gave as a final instruction.

Stans straightened his clothes, his previously easygoing expression turning serious, as if he had reverted to the fanatical believer he once was in the cult.

I pushed open the door of the roadside restaurant and went inside.

"Sir, hello..." The young waiter seemed startled by Stans's expression and gaze, and stammered, "...Do you...do you have a reservation?"

"Yes, 201..."

"This way."

Led by the waiter, Stans sat down at his reserved table, which was by the window for a good view.

"Sir, what would you like...?"

“A cup of blood red,” Stans said coldly.

"it is good..."

The waiter ran away as if fleeing, and soon another waiter brought a glass of red wine called "Blood Red". This was a wine that everyone in the cult liked. Its color was very similar to Truth. It was also the favorite wine of the old gray-robed thief, but he would mix the wine with the blood of children.

After the waiter left, Stans took a sip of his red wine and mentally reviewed the questions he had memorized.

Soon, as the waiter greeted him, Sim walked over and sat down opposite Stans, their eyes meeting.

He glanced at the "blood red" in front of Stans and frowned slightly. When he saw the blood red, he was certain that the person sitting opposite him was a member of the Order.

Stans dipped his index finger in the red liquor and drew a symbol on the table, leaning forward with a forced smile as he said:

"Dr. Sim, it's been a long time... You seem to be having a great time lately."

“Who are you? I don’t know you,” Sim said in a low voice.

"Hehe, it's okay if you don't recognize me, after all, I'm just a nobody. But I had the honor of seeing you at this outpost..."

What are you saying?

Sim frowned deeply. He really didn't recognize the other person. There were many people in the Order he didn't know, but he had indeed met the Grey Robe at the Order's stronghold in Crobel. Could it be the Grey Robe's henchman from back then?

Looking closely at the person in front of him, Sim suddenly felt that the person did look somewhat familiar. It seemed that there was such a person in the gray robe's memory, but the impression was very vague. He was probably one of the cannon fodder.

After all, when eating brains, it's impossible to absorb all the memories; you can only select some important information, such as research on truth, while everything else is filtered out.

Seeing that Sim remained silent, Stans snorted: "Lord Sim, don't play dumb. We're all members of the Order, why bother?"

"What is your purpose?" Dr. Sim asked, adjusting his glasses.

“I am one of Lord Grey Robes’ subordinates. What do you think my purpose is? My men haven’t seen Lord Grey Robes for a long time, and we haven’t even heard from him. Do you know where he is?”

Chapter 66 The Demon in Human Skin

The conversation between the two was broadcast to the National Security Bureau in Shangqiu via the Krobel base station.

Listening to their conversation, the expert stated definitively, "Sim has a problem!"

The fox revealed its tail, which didn't surprise the experts. After all, Sim certainly hadn't received modern intelligence training, and he would never speak so discreetly.

In a coffee shop.

Sim fell silent as he pondered how to answer Stans's question.

I can't exactly tell the truth that I ate his brains...

Stans looked at the silent Sim and couldn't help but ask, "What, are you afraid I'll reveal the whereabouts of the gray-robed old man...?"

"..."

Seeing that Sim remained silent, the security expert immediately scribbled on a piece of paper: Gray-robed soldier?

Seeing that Sim remained silent, Stans was not in a hurry. He picked up the Blood Red and began to savor it, staring at Sim with a cold gaze.

Seeing Stans's performance, Sim became somewhat irritated, and a surge of anger rose in his heart. He wanted nothing more than to tear Stans apart immediately, but reason controlled his inner impulse.

"To evade Shangqiu's pursuit, he went to a secret place to prepare for the resurgence of the Order..." Sim no longer pretended to be confused: "...However, the location of the Grey-Robed Lord is top secret, I cannot tell you."

Upon hearing this, the experts in Shangqiu were already certain that the gray-robed figure was basically finished... It would be a miracle if a cult composed of a group of lunatics didn't have internal strife, and they were often even more insane towards their own people.

“I want to see Lord Grey, I have something important to discuss…” Stans paused here, his meaning clear: he would not reveal the truth until he saw Lord Grey.

"Can..."

Sim nodded, having no doubt about Stans at all. After all, the marks and codes used by the other party were only circulated within the cult, and the gray-robed man's memories also proved that his identity was not false.

"I wonder if anyone else knows you're here?" Dr. Sim asked tentatively. "You should know that my identity needs to be kept secret."

"Please rest assured, Lord Sim..." Stans said ambiguously.

Sim narrowed his eyes almost imperceptibly, which made him hesitant to act rashly. He wanted nothing more than to kill the other party immediately, but he suppressed his increasingly violent emotions. It seemed he needed to find an opportunity to devour the other party's brains and learn more details.

"Hehe... I'm temporarily short of an assistant."

Stans immediately understood what the other person meant; Dr. Sim was somewhat uneasy.

There is an old saying among the people of Shangqiu: "Respect is not as good as obedience."

"I didn't realize you knew so much about Shangqiu." Sim looked at Stans with some surprise.

"This is necessary for revenge."

Having received an affirmative answer, Sim narrowed his eyes slightly, while Stans leaned back tactically, and the two men with ulterior motives laughed.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere inside the National Security Bureau, which was eavesdropping on the two's conversation, became serious. They hadn't expected that one of their preferred collaborators would turn out to be a member of the cult, and a doctor at that.

"Have the action team contact Krobel; we need to coordinate a collaboration."

Dr. Sim has been exposed, but we can't just rush in and arrest him. It's unclear whether Sim has any hostages or what he fed his patients... If we're going to arrest him, we'll have to use swift and decisive measures.

"Understood, we'll contact Mayor Doyle right away."

Mentioning Mayor Doyle, everyone present felt a surge of warmth; the mayor of Krobel was practically one of their own!

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"Lord Sim..."

"Call me Professor..."

"Professor Sim."

In the sanatorium at night, Dr. Sim led Stans toward a magnificent building.

"Professor Sim, where are we going now?"

“Of course it’s my territory. The place where Lord Grey Robe is located is a bit special, so I need to make some preparations,” Sim said, half-jokingly.

Stans nodded and followed behind Sim. He hadn't expected that Sim would hide his laboratory in a health resort. There must be some senator behind him.

Soon, Sim unlocked the door with his key and led Stans inside. Once in the basement, Stans looked at the bottles and jars before him and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Professor Sim really has some clever methods..."

"Heh~ Compared to the laboratory in the stronghold, this place is far too rudimentary. Some experiments simply cannot be conducted here..." Sim's words revealed his dissatisfaction. The laboratory in the cult's stronghold was a place where they could do whatever they wanted.

Nowadays, experiments have to be conducted secretly, for fear of attracting official attention, and there isn't even a single prototype available.

"...However, this identity is also a good cover, allowing access to cutting-edge science and facilitating research."

At this point, Dr. Sim opened the cabinet, took out the red Truth, and ate it.

"Is this the truth?" Stans asked, looking at the somewhat unusual truth that Sim had consumed.

"Of course, it's the latest model. It's incomparable to the garbage stuff that the cult researches!"

Unlike the cult's truth, Sim's truth is a modified formula of his own, and its effects are much better than the cult's.

After consuming the Truth Pill, Sim felt the wildness within him, like a runaway horse, trying to break free from the shackles of reason. This was a unique side effect of the Truth Pill he had developed.

He once used one of his own child patients as an experiment, having the child take this new type of truth in order to observe its effects... Using the new drug on himself first? This is not in the nature of the cult!

The children and their parents were completely unsuspecting. After all, who would have thought that the doctor treating the illness would use them as "guinea pigs"? After taking the medicine for the first time, the children's condition was greatly relieved, and the parents were very grateful and followed the doctor's advice to take the medicine on time.

A week later, through Sim's observation, it was discovered that while the little boy's brain became exceptionally intelligent under the stimulation of Truth, it also gradually revealed the wild nature of a carnivore!

Humans are animals too, but humanity suppresses animal instincts. However, truth gradually amplifies the suppressed animal instincts... Humanity is lost, and wildness is amplified. The first to suffer is the family's pet, who was devoured alive by the little boy.

After tasting blood and flesh, the little boy completely turned into a beast, biting his parents' throats with his teeth at night... This incident shocked almost the entire Krober. After an investigation, it was announced that the little boy suffered from a rare mental illness.

After all, no one could have imagined that the doctor who treated him was a devil in human skin.

Chapter 67 Self-Redemption

At Mudo military airfield, the turbofan engines on both sides of a Z-20 heavy helicopter emit a piercing whistle.

The words "Maintain Stability & Combat Riots" printed on both sides of the cabin were quite glaring...

Inside the helicopter cabin, eight sergeants in general combat uniforms are inspecting their weapons.

The enemy is a remnant of the cult, so we must consider the possibility that they might consume the truth and become monsters... The weapons they wield are no longer for human use, but rather inhumane bullets with a minimum caliber of 12.5mm and detonators on the back of the bullets, specifically designed to kill things that are not human.

A quadruped robot for support is attached to a magnetic lock at the tail of the heavy helicopter. If 12.5mm bullets don't solve the problem, then the 23mm assault gun and rockets on it will come in handy.