บท 187: IMUC-CHAPTER 186 THE WAIT FOR BATTLE
Sakaar City, Central Building, Challenger Isolation Room.
Inside the bathroom, hot water from the shower splashed around as Kyle, exhausted and weakened, lay in the bathtub with his eyes closed. He let the warmth rejuvenate him, his well-built and robust body exposed, as the smell of blood and gunpowder gradually faded away under the cleansing stream.
His heart pounded fiercely, and under the stimulation, his body's wounds began to heal naturally, leaving no scars on his tanned skin.
Kyle opened his eyes, attempting to clench his fist lightly. The lost strength silently returned.
"That was close," Kyle sighed lightly. He had been on the verge of having to fight to the death.
This couldn't go on. His genetic condition was worsening day by day, and until he solved this problem, he couldn't be at ease.
The most frustrating part was not facing enemies he couldn't defeat but rather having the potential to win while his body was suffering from a serious internal problem.
"Ka-Ching, Ka-Ching…"
With the sound of some metallic instrument shattering, a small mechanical being entered the bathroom. It carried clean towels and bathrobes in its hands while chewing on a mechanical device resembling a surveillance probe, with wires hanging out of its mouth.
Kyle got up, dried himself off, and wrapped a towel around his lower body before stepping out of the bathroom.
Vis hopped along behind him, swallowing the metallic wire and reported, "All surveillance probes in plain sight or hidden corners of this isolation room have been dismantled."
"Good job. What about the information I asked you to find?" Kyle asked as he sat down on the sofa in the living room.
"Following the intelligent devices here, although I've only infiltrated one percent of the building's intelligent system, I did discover another isolation room, with three times more securely protected than this one, located five floors above this level," Vis replied calmly.
Kyle touched his smooth chin and pondered, "Can't you fully infiltrate the entire building's intelligent system?"
"My knowledge of this planet's system data is limited to the computer system database aboard the Spaceship, and the intelligent control system of this building is very advanced. If I forcefully infiltrate, there is a ninety-nine percent probability that I will be detected and tracked down," Vis explained helplessly.
"I don't need you to fully infiltrate the entire building's system, just access that other isolation room. I want to know who or what lifeform is residing there," Kyle said in a deep voice.
If he guessed correctly, the occupant of that other isolation room was undoubtedly the champion lifeform that had dominated the Sakaar Arena for the past six months.
Around six months ago, roughly coinciding with the time when he and the Enri siblings had found the damaged divine tool of the Asgardian, was there a connection between that champion and the damaged divine tool?
Kyle had an intense feeling that there might be a suitable Ability Card on that champion body, one that could help him overcome his genetic disease and usher in an evolution in his physical condition.
This was one of the main reasons why he had decided to continue to take risks and stay on this planet.
If he only pursued immediate safety, Kyle could easily recover his strength and health, forcefully break into the isolation room in the central building after recovering, locate his fighter Spaceship, and dive into the giant wormhole in the sky to leave this planet.
"I'll do my best," Vis nodded. Suddenly, as if it had realized something, it swiftly hopped onto Kyle's shoulder and transformed into a small paralysis device, nestling against his neck.
Its movements were fluid, taking less than half a second to complete. Just after completing this process, the intelligent door of the isolation room slowly opened.
"I've come to deliver lunch," A young lady dressed as a maid entered cautiously, holding a tray of food. She kept her head lowered and dared not look at Kyle sitting on the sofa.
"Put it on the table," Kyle stared at the maid intently, suddenly feeling a sense of familiarity, though he couldn't pinpoint where it came from.
The table was only three meters away from Kyle. The maid hesitated briefly and then approached with the tray.
The girl had jet-black hair, crystal-clear fair skin, and delicate facial features, and her appearance was very similar to that of a human. The only difference was her slightly elongated ears, but her shapely figure, concealed under the maid's dress, left no room for doubt about her allure.
As she approached within three meters, she noticed the holographic card floating above her and saw recognition flash across Kyle's face.
"In that case, I'll leave now," The maid, sensing Kyle's gaze, quickly placed the tray on the table and was about to step back hastily.
Sakaar City, Central Building, Challenger's Isolation Room.
"Wait," Kyle called out to her, patting the seat next to him on the sofa. He smiled calmly and said, "Why don't you come and sit? We've known each other for a while now."
"Who says we've known each other? I don't remember," Night Owl retorted.
As Night Owl pretended to leave, Kyle added with a hint of nonchalance, "I also helped you escape from the pursuit of the city guards. You've forgotten that already? I wonder what consequences there might be if Grandmaster found out that one of his attendants was a criminal."
Night Owl's stiffened her movement and turned around to assess Kyle, who was now clad only in a towel. Her expression changed slightly as she said, "It's you, the guy in the black panther combat suit?"
"What's wrong with that? Can't it be me?" Kyle shrugged and said. The girl before him was none other than one of the members of the criminal organization that possessed the dormant Night Elf genes.
"You're quite ruthless. I heard that you infiltrated the underground prison and killed three lifeforms who had advanced to the top four. This news has been temporarily suppressed and is only being circulated internally. If it gets out, the whole planet will likely be in an uproar," Night Owl commented, clicking her tongue in admiration. She knew Kyle was the one who had escaped with her from the guards.
"That was just an accident," Kyle squinted, harboring lingering bitterness over Venom's betrayal, an indelible thorn in his side.
"Do you realize how dire your situation is now? In two days, you'll be the only challenger directly facing the reigning champion, the Demon King," Night Owl warned.
"I know," Kyle replied calmly.
Night Owl continued solemnly, "Even if you could defeat monsters like the two-headed creature, you still won't stand a chance against the Demon King. For the past six months, any challengers who faced Demon King were easily defeated, usually with a single blow. He hasn't even shown his true strength!"
Kyle looked at Night Owl, considering her words. "If you want to help me, gather some information for me."
"Why should I help you? What's in it for me?" Night Owl asked, her heart much darker than her seemingly harmless exterior.
"If you don't help me, I'll tell Grandmaster that you're a criminal," Kyle said, seizing Night Owl's weakness with one sentence.
"You!" Night Owl stomped her foot, annoyed, and asked, "What information do you want?"
"I want detailed information about the leader of the city guards," Kyle said coldly.
Even if he eventually took the step to leave this planet, he needed to clean up some loose ends first.
(End of this chapter)
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