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Chapter 96 Taking the Initiative

"You mean you're going to die?" Zhao Hao asked.

Sylvia nodded with a hint of sadness. "Yes, it shouldn't be long."

Zhao Hao was deep in thought, Sylvia was silent, and Winston was dumbfounded.

Winston: What nonsense are you two spouting? Are you telling ghost stories in the middle of the night? Predicting paintings, mirror monsters? You should be midnight radio DJs!

He couldn't help but smile wryly. Zhao Hao seemed to really believe him and was seriously considering his words! To be able to be friends with a Black person like me in college, he's definitely not an ordinary person!

Mom, you're right, I did make some friends. It's just that something seems a little off.

As Winston reminisced about his adoptive mother's inspirational words, Zhao Hao spoke up: "So, Sylvie, you really don't know anything about superhumans?"

Sylvia shook her head blankly: What is a superhuman? This is the first time I've heard this term.

"Alright, we can talk about this later. Let's talk about that monster first."

Sylvia shook her head again. "I have no future. I probably won't live past tonight."

Zhao Hao didn't take it seriously: "It's just a painting, don't take it too seriously. I'll protect you, don't worry!"

Sylvia gave a bitter smile. Who could protect herself from the Grim Reaper's scythe?

However, she didn't pursue the matter further. She had seen plenty of death before; it was just her turn this time, nothing more.

“Since both Winston and I are in the painting, this scene most likely took place at the Academy.” She placed the third painting on the table. “I can’t tell the exact time, but I guess it’s tonight.”

By this time, Zhao Hao was already looking through the first two paintings. The shapeless, blurry monster crawling out of the painting was burrowing into the girl's mouth. This bothered Zhao Hao greatly.

This thing looks rather dangerous!

Suddenly, Sylvia pointed to the second painting, the one just across the door, and exclaimed, "This painting looks like it's from the girls' dormitory!"

"Oh? Really?"

Sylvia nodded repeatedly: "That's right, the design of this door and the nearby bedroom doors looks very much like a girls' dormitory."

"Do you know which dormitory it is?" Zhao Hao asked.

"I don't know about that. Most dorm rooms are laid out the same way."

Zhao Hao noticed that the girl outside the door was Asian. Even though the color of her eyes and hair couldn't be seen in the drawing, her facial features were already quite distinct.

Perhaps this is a breakthrough!

"We have to find this monster, or who knows what might happen!"

The academy in Liberty City has an estimated 500 boarding students. If any serious supernatural event were to occur, like the Sally Party incident, it would be a horrific and massive accident.

Zhao Hao quickly found a public phone and called Colt.

"Hello! This is Zhao Hao. I'm currently at the College of Arts and Sciences, Liberal City University..."

Colt, who had just fallen asleep on the other end of the phone, sighed, "Is it because the beds at your college are uncomfortable? Please, I just had a brief moment of relaxation!"

Ignoring his complaints, Zhao Hao continued, "I met a girl with supernatural abilities at school. She might have prophetic or divination abilities. In her prophecy, a monster crawled out of a mirror and appeared at the school. I think you should lead a team to take a look..."

Colt was no longer sleepy when he heard about the discovery of a superhuman, and he became excited when he heard about the suspected prophetic and divination abilities. But the bad news that followed made him frown.

"I understand. You keep things stable, I'll be there in half an hour!" Colt held the phone between his face and quickly got dressed.

"I understand, I'll do my best." Zhao Hao put down the phone and looked at his two friends who were staring in astonishment.

He shrugged. "I'm afraid we need to take action first. This can't be delayed; there's still an Asian girl whose fate is unknown..."

Colt, who had just hung up the phone, was also very anxious. He quickly got dressed while making several phone calls to inform Sheeran, the Operations Department, and the Liberty City Police Department.

If something happens at Liberty City University, it will definitely alarm the entire United States!

The range of monsters that can emerge from mirrors is vast. Mirrors often serve as a conduit between the real and outer worlds in rituals, and there have been numerous cases of extraordinary monsters using mirrors to enter the real world. There have even been instances of monsters from other worlds using mirrors to reach the real world!

"Zhao Hao, be careful!" He grabbed the car keys and rushed out the door.

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Back at the academy, Zhao Hao had to give his two friends a quick explanation of the superhumans and the Mysterious Bureau.

If this issue isn't clarified, neither of them will feel confident.

Sylvia is alright, since she is also a superhuman and will inevitably have to contact the Bureau of Mysteries afterward, but Winston is in a bit of a predicament.

Will Colt eventually take his picture? Just a quick snap, and he'll forget everything that happened tonight.

Zhao Hao had to find the monster in the painting quickly; if it escaped, things would get complicated. If it was a monster that went on a killing spree, it would be even worse. Who knew how many people would die!

The first painting depicts an enclosed bathroom without any information about its location.

However, in the second painting, there is a small view of the scenery outside the window.

Because the bedroom door in the painting is near the bathroom and is open. A small portion of the view outside the bedroom window can be seen in the painting.

Because the drawing is quite detailed, you can see the moon and the big tree.

“From this angle, you can see the moon, and the window should be facing south. We just don’t know the exact time; otherwise, we could determine the direction by the moon’s position.” Winston pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, revealing his scholarly insight and erudition.

Determining the direction of the windows has already eliminated at least two-thirds of the girls' dormitories.

The area has been greatly reduced!

"Only these few buildings have windows facing the correct direction; we need to find out quickly!"

It was nearly midnight, and most people were already asleep. Besides, Zhao Hao and Winston couldn't enter the girls' dormitory.

In fact, if Winston dared to go to the girls' dormitory at this time, the first-floor supervisor would immediately be on alert, and he would likely be met by the police or school security guards.

However, the three of them were very lucky, as several girls had just returned from a party, including a few Song Dynasty girls.

Because Song people had their own groups at school, and Zhao Hao had participated in them, he seemed to have seen these girls before.

He quickly went over to inquire about the situation.

"Hey girls, I'm really sorry to bother you so late at night, but I'd like to ask you for a favor."

Several Song Dynasty girls were rather shy; although they had met Zhao Hao before, they still smiled bashfully.

But the white girls nearby were quite animated, laughing and joking, one of them even saying, "Oh, of course, of course we would! You could buy us a drink!"

The girls giggled and laughed; it was clear that Zhao Hao's looks and physique played a significant role. He had rushed out in a hurry, wearing only a tank top.

If there are many of these girls, they'll become very bold. Judging from their expressions, Zhao Hao thinks they're ready to eat people!

Zhao Hao quickly greeted his fellow villagers: "Do you recognize the girl in this painting?"

Zhao Hao had already folded the second painting in half, only revealing the scene outside the bathroom, so as not to let anyone see the blood-soaked monster.

Because the painting was so lifelike, depicting the girl banging on the door in such subtle detail, the several Song Dynasty girls immediately recognized the person in the painting and frowned.

"Is this Xu Kexin?"

"That's right, it's her!"

"She's really capable of such a shameless act!"

Zhao Hao then realized that the Asian girl in the painting was Xu Kexin, whom he had just heard about during the day!

Ignoring the girls' doubts and regrets, Zhao Hao quickly found out where Xu Kexin's dormitory building was and rushed there with Sylvia and Winston.

Finally, they found the dormitory building where Xu Kexin lived, and Sylvia asked the administrator for the specific room number.

Ignoring everything else, Zhao Hao threw out three paper figures that transformed into the likeness of himself and his two companions, confusing the administrator. He then grabbed the two men and ran up the stairs!

"My God, wait! Zhao, what was that just now? Another me? Is it alien technology?" Winston was completely dumbfounded.

As one of the few Americans who believes in science and scoffs at conspiracy theories, this top student in cutting-edge semiconductor electronic programming was stunned by what he saw.

Do aliens really exist?

Sylvia was no less shocked than Winston. From childhood, she had always felt special, believing herself to be alone in the world. But what she saw before her told her that Zhao Hao was also one of those special people!

"There's no time to explain. Just trust me now! We need to find that dorm room right away!"

The group rushed to the fifth floor, and whether it was their imagination or not, the corridor lights seemed to have dimmed. The entire corridor was eerily quiet, which was rather unusual for a young American.

Zhao Hao sniffed, and then heard Sylvia exclaim in surprise, "What a strong smell of blood!"

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Chapter 97 Filthy Blood

Zhao Hao could also smell the blood; it was extremely strong, like being in a slaughterhouse.

This intense, bloody stench isn't simply from a large accumulation of fresh blood. Rather, it's the result of blood accumulating over time, seeping into every brick and stone, creating a deep-seated, bone-chilling stench that makes one's stomach churn.

In fact, Sylvia had already started to gag, covering her mouth.

Zhao Hao carefully surveyed everything in the corridor and said, "It seems we've found the place."

As we continued forward, the stench of blood filled our mouths and noses, making it hard to breathe.

Sylvia could no longer move forward, as she bent over in disgust, almost collapsing to the ground.

The intense fishy smell caused her stomach to react violently, and the strong feeling of nausea made her unable to straighten up.

“Sylvie, you can stay here for now. But I can't just leave you here alone, after all, your paintings…”

Zhao Hao thought of Sylvia's third painting, in which an unknown monster pierced Sylvia's chest from behind with its hand.

Zhao Hao didn't believe in any prophecies that were absolutely certain to happen. If there were such powerful prophecies, then Sylvia would be a prophet!

However, since it is part of a prophecy, we must be wary.

Zhao Hao needed to make some arrangements, which took less than a minute to complete. Then, Zhao Hao asked Winston to stay with Sylvia, intending to act alone.

“Hey, Zhao, I can’t let you take the risk alone,” Winston disagreed.

Zhao Hao looked at him. "We can't let that monster continue, and we can't leave Sylvie here alone. So, my Iron Tower friend, you can definitely protect her, right?"

Before Winston could speak, Zhao Hao shoved something into his hand. "Take this for self-defense. Don't worry about me; I'm actually much safer than you guys."

Without looking back, Zhao Hao ran towards his dormitory, which wasn't far away—514, that's right, this is it.

Actually, this place isn't too far from Winston and his group, about thirty meters away, and you can still see their figures clearly!