"Miles, something feels off," Chen Ke re-entered the memory. Laven stood on the right, Miles on the left.
It was as if everything had restarted; this was his third entry into this memory sequence. Slightly different from the previous two times, Chen Ke now knew what danger this trade was going to face.
The white, fluttering ghostly woman in mid-air seemed to attack by using thin threads...
Although he did not know the principle behind it, she had said a phrase that particularly concerned him,
"The bugs of the Consortium and the deformities of Yasla must be eradicated."
It seemed no matter what the third organization was, it bore a deep grudge against the other two powers.
The Consortium's bugs—a clear disdain for the ordinary people in the Consortium who could only use guns, perhaps including those secret Spiritual Ability Killers.
The deformities of Yasla... That was something to ponder.
Miles looked back at Chen Ke, then scanned the surroundings.
