I am a hero of the former civilization.

“I will kill him, kill him silently.”

"Heh, this is the same decision as the council. If it's true, he has to die, and he has to die at the hands of a Herrscher, and then have a grand funeral. To be honest, I'm envious." Duvakin spread his hands for the third time, jumped off the box, and saw a subordinate standing a few meters away, shaking his head slightly at him.

"It seems the pseudo-Herrscher received advance warning and has already gone into hiding."

Padofelis's cottage was well-hidden, but it couldn't hide her spies. However, this only amplified Ryan's suspicions.

The pseudo-law enforcer obtained the news, but from where did he obtain the news?

Andevich licked his lips, his unease gradually becoming a reality, and he no longer hesitated.

"Operation begins. We must find that pseudo-Herrscher."

"What if you can't find it?"

"Simple." The burly man glanced at the beautiful white-haired, red-eyed face on the combat terminal and said gravely:

“Let’s be more direct; her accomplices won’t be able to escape.”

Chapter 234 Pado is a Salted Fish

Here comes, finally comes.

Just a few hundred meters away, Ryan leaned against the wall, his eyes sweeping across the dock.

His gaze dared not linger, for the senses of a high-ranking fusion warrior were extremely sharp, and he might be discovered if he wasn't careful. He also dared not use his authority lightly, because he had no information on the short man and didn't know what abilities he might possess.

'The one in the red shirt should be the reconstructed poisonous pupa. It's highly classified; even Möbius couldn't find any information about it.'

Ryan didn't even need to guess what the Poison Chrysalis's job entailed; it was definitely something like eliminating traitors, and because of his presence, its strength would only increase.

But this group of people is also universally disliked. At this time, they are busy arresting traitors everywhere, creating a lot of wrongful convictions and miscarriages of justice. Anyone with a little common sense can see that some of these cases are clearly just infighting between parliamentary factions.

“The most trusted trump card, the right-hand man protecting your life and fortune, even the dumbest person would pour resources into that.” Ryan frowned and thought for a moment, then turned to look at Padofelis, who had a mournful face. “What’s wrong, still sad?”

Ryan stopped her from going home, even if she took the treasure, because there must be a trap there, and going back now would be starting a war.

"Waaah, all the coins I painstakingly collected, and the badges from various gangs in Twilight Street, are gone now."

"Don't worry, they won't want your junk."

“My collection isn’t junk!” Paddo emphasized, wrinkling her nose, before realizing Ryan was right.

These powerful figures who chase after fire won't steal her treasures; there's still a chance to get them back.

She was immediately delighted, but then her head was pressed down again.

"Don't be too happy yet. Things will be dangerous later. Think about what you want to do. Whatever choice you make, I will support you."

Pado's expression changed like a mask, her happy look replaced by hesitation.

She glanced at Ryan discreetly and saw that there was no hint of probing on his face; he was genuinely waiting for her choice.

what can we do about it?

Her nature made her want to get away from this vortex, but upon closer reflection, she became conflicted.

"We want to follow the teacher."

"Huh? Why?" Ryan was puzzled. He had originally planned to secretly send Pado out of Twilight Street.

"Because I feel safer staying by your side, and I can be of some help. Besides, I'm very lucky, so I guess, well, there shouldn't be any danger."

Ryan didn't know what to say. Was Padofelis too smart, or too confident?

After thinking it over, he decided to trust Pado's judgment. After all, this girl was a tough person who had survived to the end despite being a weakling. These were just minor troubles.

"Alright, take me to your second hiding place."

"Huh? How did you know I have a home?" As soon as Pado finished speaking, her forehead was poked by an index finger.

"Stop talking nonsense, you cowardly little cat. Hurry up and lead the way. We'll hide for another two days." Ryan tucked her under his arm again. This time, Pado didn't struggle, just like a cat being held by the scruff of its neck.

She curled up into a ball, pointing the way for Ryan, squinting her eyes, enjoying the feeling of 'flying' in the air, and then, as she flew, she finally remembered something.

"Hey, why are we hiding from them?"

“Because I’m going fishing, and they’re not big enough yet.” Ryan curled his lips into a cruel smile that silently fell on the containers.

Here, on the edge of the port area, there wasn't a soul in sight. A rusty crane was still hanging a container. Pado nimbly climbed up and opened the cut-out side door.

"Teacher, this is where we'll hide from the storm. How about it? It's secluded enough, isn't it?"

Ryan was taken aback. He had thought the containers were stacked on top of him, but he never expected them to be hanging in the air.

"You're quite the clever little devil."

He jumped up and looked inside. The ten-square-meter container was filled with strange and unusual things, with a bunch of canned goods in the corner and a small bed covered with a blanket in the center.

This looks like someone who's been squatting in the toilet for a long time, saving up enough food to stay in Pado for several months.

"You hid here before?"

"Well, I offended a big shot before, and he wanted to arrest me, so I hid here for two months." Pado gently pulled on the sheet metal on the side, which actually turned into a window.

"and after?"

"He was killed by his enemies, and the gang scattered. We were lucky to escape."

Indeed, she was lucky, but being careful is more important for survival. This Pado is truly timid and cautious, as expected of someone who grew up in Twilight Street.

He went to the window and found that the view was excellent, taking in most of the twilight street. A quick glance revealed that the twilight street was quite lively in the afternoon.

Several pickup trucks carrying heavy machine guns drove recklessly through the streets. Breasty, menacing-looking men jumped out, rushed into bars and hotels, herded everyone into open spaces, and stripped them naked for inspection.

This naturally aroused public resentment, but most people dared not speak up because it was a joint operation by several major gangs in Twilight Street. Anyone who dared to utter a word would be hit with a gun butt.

Chaos was raging, even the sewers were being ransacked; it seemed like only the western part of the district was relatively quiet.

Ryan squinted. Of course he knew there were sanatoriums in the West End, but he trusted Aponia's intelligence to see who this unusual activity was targeting.

'Will Qianjie escape? Probably not. He's most likely guarding the entrance, killing anyone who comes. Those two fusion warriors won't come looking for him too soon either. Regardless of their strength, I hope Qianjie lures me out.'

Ryan looked down at the problem from the enemy's perspective, and after seeing several pickup trucks coming to search the port area, he closed the window.

Sakura hasn't made a move yet, so now is not the time for him to act. As for a contest of patience, who has he ever been afraid of?

There were no lights in the small container, only a few rays of the setting sun shining through the skylight. In the dim light, Ryan saw Padophies squatting on the container, hugging her knees and pursing her lips.

"It seems they came prepared. It's good that you didn't choose to leave Twilight Street. The waterways and land routes must have been blocked. Not even a fly could get out."

"Let's just say we're lucky and go with our gut feeling." Paddo gave a tearful smile, looking very nervous.

She could already hear the gangsters roaring and the sounds of dockworkers being beaten—scenes she had never seen before.

With the entire Huanghun Street mobilized for the hunt, even a cockroach would likely be found. For the first time, I had little confidence in this 'safe cat house'.

thump.

A footstep came from beneath her, startling her so much that her hair almost stood on end.

Someone came and started inspecting the containers below. Why are these people being so thorough? Don't they usually just like to slack off?

Pado felt her breath catch in her throat, her eyes darted around, and sweat beaded on her forehead. Just then, a hand pressed down on her head, and a warm breath entered her ear.

"Don't be nervous, ordinary people can't find us."

How could that be? He's already right in front of me. All he has to do is climb onto the crane and jump down. It'll just take a little effort, huh?

"Nobody's here, let's look somewhere else."

"There's another one up there, aren't you going to take a look?"

"Bullshit, I already saw it."

She heard a sound very close by, then the footsteps faded into the distance, leaving her puzzled. She didn't see the dark figures, like a tide, retreating from the gaps in the container.

call.

It seems that shadows can also serve as a medium to transmit mental suggestions.

Ryan grinned, knowing that finding someone with psychic abilities wouldn't be so easy. He simply patted Pado's head.

"See, I told you he couldn't find it."

"Phew, as expected, we're lucky. It always comes in handy at crucial moments." Pado let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed onto the floor like a melting cat.

After a moment, she tiptoed and furtively opened the window a crack to make sure the people had left before patting her chest in relief.

"Hmph, I told you the 'safe cat's nest' was invincible. Most people are too lazy to climb those extra few steps. I even set up a fake target, just like what they say in the book..."

"A mixture of truth and falsehood, reality and illusion."

"Yes, that's right. I haven't read it, but I know it's like what's said in the book..."

"Different paths lead to the same destination."

Ryan added two more sentences for her and laughed himself. This Pathophilis was really interesting. She was clearly timid and scared just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, she became smug.

The sun had set, and the sky was completely dark. The container had also turned pitch black. The two dared not turn on the light, so they sat cross-legged in the center, eating canned food in small bites. Apart from the tide, there were only sporadic gunshots.

"By the way, teacher, weren't you scared just now?" Pado remembered something while she was eating.

Do you want me to be afraid?

"If I'm the only one who's afraid, it makes me seem like a coward."

Ryan glanced at Pado and couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Uh, I'm afraid of being found, but I'm not afraid of what happens after I'm found."

"Is this what you call self-contradiction?"

“Not bad, this is where the book comes in handy.” Ryan nodded with a smile, his red eyes appearing particularly sharp in the darkness. “If they find us at this point in time, the whole plan will be greatly affected, but once they find us, things will actually be easier, because they will be the ones who die.”

Pado gasped, blinked, and thought the act was quite bizarre, but she believed it and immediately became envious.

"I wish we could be as impressive as our teacher."

"Actually, 'calm' is a more accurate word, and you can do it too."

"Really?" Pado's heterochromatic blue and green eyes immediately ignited with flames.

"Of course, all you need is an iron will, to hone yourself relentlessly, to learn all sorts of skills, and to go through life and death many times over."

Ryan answered, counting on his fingers. With each sentence, the flame in Pado's eyes dimmed a little, until finally, she returned to her usual listless self.

"That's too dangerous, I think I'll pass."