Chương 42: Chapter 42: Found It!
In a state of psychic sensing, Eden overlooked the six or seven residential areas surrounding the Holy Square.
The size of these areas varied.
The one closest to the Holy Square was the administrative residential area, filled mostly with crowded apartment buildings with small activity spaces between them.
Further out were several towering, multi-story complexes, each one like a self-contained world.
Space was incredibly scarce here, with structures packed tightly together. Like stacked shipping containers, these buildings were divided into cramped single rooms, resembling windowless cages.
On the outskirts was a sprawling shantytown, where most homes were made from dilapidated materials, with some being nothing more than simple metal shacks, barely providing shelter.
These shantytown structures were arranged in a chaotic and tangled fashion, dim and narrow, forming an almost labyrinthine maze.
Each of these residential areas had its own unique and highly complex ecosystem, filled with countless hidden and dark spaces.
Conducting a thorough search of these areas would be extremely difficult.
However, for the current Eden, such a task was no longer impossible.
Now endowed with divine-like power, his psychic senses could easily cover all the residential areas that needed to be searched.
In this state, the power of hope was being consumed rapidly.
But that wasn't enough—he needed a clearer and more precise reading.
Gritting his teeth, Eden increased the depth of his psychic scanning, completely enveloping the residential areas with his psychic awareness.
With such a deep level of psychic sensing, he could even "see" the tiniest of insects within the residential areas.
Everything within the range of his psychic perception was now under his observation!
However, this also meant that the amount of information flooding his brain increased exponentially.
A massive surge of data poured into Eden's mind, nearly overwhelming him!
A sharp pain struck, causing him to grunt, almost breaking his connection with the psychic core.
Yet Eden held on and successfully obtained the information he was seeking.
He found the cultists!
There were dozens of them, hidden throughout the residential areas, disguised as ordinary residents.
Eden quickly locked onto the exact location of each cultist and marked them.
At the same time, he sensed an even more terrifying and malicious presence, chilling to the core.
It was something no living person could emit.
It was the pure evil of Chaos!
These forces were stored in a dozen glass vials, emitting a faint blue glow.
Eden finally understood: this was the enemy's true weapon.
Although he still didn't know what these vials were for, he had a premonition that if they were unleashed, something truly horrifying would happen!
To prevent any accidents, Eden carefully marked the locations of these vile glass containers.
Just as he finished marking them, his consciousness began to withdraw, and the feeling of omniscience vanished!
Immediately after, his awareness snapped back into his body, hitting him like a hammer.
Eden's consciousness returned to his physical form, his face pale, and he could barely stand.
This was the result of overusing his power—he had completely drained the fifty thousand units of hope.
However, he was already accustomed to this feeling.
"Once the power of the small sun recovers further, perhaps this won't happen anymore..."
Eden steadied himself, walking into his office and collapsing onto the governor's throne.
He was exhausted and desperately wanted to rest, but he couldn't.
He had to quickly record the information he had just gathered.
Taking a deep breath, he picked up his datapad and began carefully marking positions on the three-dimensional map of the residential areas.
Before long, Eden called Bayev into the room.
"Governor, we're ready. We can carry out your orders at any time."
Bayev believed that the Royal District had no other option.
The governor would surely order a full-scale purge.
But he was wrong.
Eden handed the datapad to Bayev, giving his command:
"The map contains the exact locations of all the cultists. Fifteen of them are carrying terrifying Chaos bio-weapons. You must not give them any chance to release those horrors!"
Bayev examined the data on the map.
It was so detailed and precise, even tracking the cultists' movements!
He glanced at Eden instinctively, realizing how terrifying this power was.
This was something no ordinary mortal could achieve!
"Do you have any questions?"
Bayev quickly shook his head. "No, with this map, everything is clear."
It didn't matter what kind of power the governor had used.
Whether it was the power of the Holy Emperor, some mysterious sorcery, or a deal with Chaos—it was not for Bayev, as a servant, to pry into.
Unless his master willingly disclosed such secrets.
His family's teachings had etched this iron rule into his instincts—never overstep.
This was a lesson written in blood.
The previous steward's family had been sent to the underhive for such transgressions, and if any of their bloodline still lived, they would be scrounging for scraps in toxic waste dumps.
The Cotton family, to which Bayev belonged, had endured for nearly two thousand years, serving the Grant family without faltering because they knew how to learn from history.
Eden was pleased with Bayev's sense of boundaries and continued explaining the key points of the map.
He gave one final instruction:
"The safety of the residential areas is in your hands. Minimize casualties as much as possible!"
"Yes, I will manage the situation and ensure the safety of the people!" Bayev promised.
The governor had already provided him with more than enough help.
With such detailed information, if Bayev still couldn't resolve the issue, then his role as steward would be worthless.
Despite the looming crisis, Bayev was more concerned about the governor's health.
After all, for the Royal District, the governor's noble bloodline was of paramount importance.
He looked at Eden, worried.
The governor seemed even more weakened than before—was this the backlash of some power?
"Governor, I believe you should rest. Leave the rest to me. I will handle everything," Bayev said firmly.
The only thing he could do now was manage the situation and ease the governor's burdens.
"Alright, go and take care of it..." Eden nodded, fully delegating the task to Bayev.
From this point on, it was up to the steward to handle the matter—after all, Bayev had more experience in these matters.
Eden firmly believed that professional matters should be handled by professionals.
As governor, his role was simply to decide who would do the job.
He pressed the summon bell on his desk, calling for the head maid, Linda.
He could no longer hold out—he needed rest.
When Linda arrived and saw the governor's pale face, she was immediately alarmed.
"Governor, are you...?"
Eden interrupted her:
"I'm going to rest now. If there's an emergency, you must wake me immediately."
With that, the exhaustion he could no longer suppress overtook him, and he collapsed into Linda's arms, fast asleep.
Linda was nearly frightened to death.
But after confirming that the governor's vital signs were normal and that he was indeed just asleep, she breathed a sigh of relief.
She summoned the maids to carry the governor to bed to rest.
As Eden slept, Bayev hurriedly made his way to the war room in the Department of Military Affairs.
It was going to be a long night!
(End of Chapter)
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