No strange things are allowed to evolve!

He looked curiously in the direction he felt the gaze directed at him, but in that instant, the feeling of being spied on vanished.

He then realized that this was not a voyeuristic act of admiration or love, but rather a form of voyeurism.

So when I glanced at them, they immediately avoided my gaze.

"Tsk... I almost forgot we're in a sanctuary..."

He couldn't help but laugh at himself.

How can someone in enemy territory possibly dream of a wonderful encounter?

It seems I was still too naive.

However, he was not too panicked.

He had actually been mentally prepared for this kind of covert observation for a long time.

He didn't really think that he could do whatever he wanted in the sanctuary just because of the identity his family had given him.

If that were the case, the Sanctuary wouldn't have its current status in the evolutionary world.

It was indeed beyond his expectations that the Holy Church had become aware of his presence so quickly.

He originally thought that people wouldn't notice him until the qualifying rounds started.

After thinking for a moment, he lay down again, closed his eyes, and began to enjoy the sunlight.

He seemed completely unconcerned about it.

This is because although he knew that the rebels would do something big at this year's competition, it had nothing to do with him.

He was just there for the fun of it.

He wasn't originally on the list. It was only after his strong insistence that his father agreed to let him come and broaden his horizons, and then his sister reluctantly added his name to the list.

At that time, he had not even reached a higher level.

Therefore, in the rebels' plan, having him one more or one less wouldn't make a difference.

That's why he didn't follow the main group, but arrived at the scene alone ahead of time.

He treated it entirely as a vacation.

Anyway, he didn't spend any public funds, because the rebels didn't have any public funds at all, so he had no psychological burden at all and just came to join in the fun.

As for the details of the plan, he naturally had no idea.

"Go ahead and watch." With that thought, Blueberry with Sauce rested her head on her hands and settled into a more comfortable position. "You guys do your thing, I'll do mine. You can't risk alerting them and getting me arrested, can you?"

Then he realized he was wrong.

He realized he probably shouldn't have overestimated the bottom line of an organization led by a courageous spiritual root evolver.

She had already been very accommodating, pretending not to notice that she was being watched, but the other party didn't stop at all. Instead, they became even more brazen in their spying.

This gave him a sense of frustration, like a kind person being bullied.

Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer.

While he was eating, he turned his head and spoke to a man in a suit and tie sitting upright behind him, who seemed to be the kind of person who always strives for perfection in everything he does:

"No, bro, this is the third time I've seen you today. What do you want?"

Sebastian perfectly concealed the surprise on his face, then feigned ignorance and replied, "Really? Perhaps it's a coincidence. To be honest, I didn't notice it at all."

Is it a coincidence?

“Of course.” Sebastian nodded calmly. “This is the only leisure area. Almost all the entertainment facilities and shops are on these floors. I think we just happen to have the same activity patterns.”

"You mean..." Blueberry Sauce raised an eyebrow, "your entertainment activities also happen to include women's changing rooms and women's hot springs?"

"..."

Sebastian then realized he had messed things up.

He thought the other party was a pervert with unusual fetishes, but he never expected it to be a sting operation.

The other side wasn't paying attention to the changing room and the hot spring at all; they were constantly conducting counter-surveillance.

It seems I've probably been exposed a long time ago.

However, Sebastian couldn't understand when exactly he had been exposed.

The other party said they saw me three times. Since the last two times were tests, does that mean the first time aroused their suspicion?

Damn it... How could this be?

He made a big promise to the young master, but it turned out to be a bad start?

Seeing Sebastian remain silent, his eyes filled with confusion, as if he were pondering how he had been exposed, Blueberry Dipping Sauce was utterly speechless.

To be honest, Sebastian's abilities are actually quite good. When he first started monitoring the blueberry dip, the latter didn't actually notice him, but only vaguely felt that someone was watching her.

There's nothing that can be done about it. Many men are born with a spider sense, which means they can detect when someone is watching them and quickly trace and locate the source. Evolved individuals have an even more acute sixth sense in this regard.

But if that were all, Sebastian wouldn't actually be locked on, because you are an evolved being, and so am I. I can evade your sixth sense.

The main problem is that he missed a crucial point.

That is, he shouldn't be dressed in a suit and tie in a place where everyone, even the staff, is wearing swimwear; it's just too conspicuous.

At first glance, he might just seem like a strange person, like a salesperson who has wandered into the wrong place. But after seeing him several times, even the most oblivious person will notice him.

It's like a Black person sneaking into a boy band or a period drama. Even if there are many people around, and everyone's makeup is so exquisite that they look like they were made from the same mold, and with the help of foundation, they are so white that it's impossible to tell who is who, they will still be spotted at a glance.

You don't even need to see their face clearly; you can tell from their clothes that they've been loitering around.

“A genius.” Blueberry with sauce shook his head and stood up, not intending to pursue the matter, but warned, “Whoever sent you, keep your distance from me and don’t interfere with my vacation.”

Having said that, he strode away.

Blueberry with sauce thought that after such a warning, the other party would at least restrain themselves and not come so close to his face to monitor him like a fool. However, he did not expect that he still underestimated the shamelessness of the Holy Temple, an organization led by the Courage Spirit Root Evolver.

When he returned to his hotel room, intending to take a bath, order room service, and relax in bed while enjoying a massage and watching a movie, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

He stood up from the bathtub in disbelief, grabbed a towel from the side and wrapped himself in it, then moved a chair over to the side of the bathtub, stepped on it, and strained to reach for the ventilation grille.

After a couple of rummages, he successfully pulled a pinhole camera out of the grid.

"..."

The blueberry dip fell into deep thought.

He was certain that this thing wasn't there before he left at noon.

In other words, someone secretly came in and installed this thing in the afternoon.

He grabbed a towel, covered the camera, left the bathroom, and began searching the suite.

In the end, he successfully found four more pinhole cameras, one pointing at the front door, the other at the sofa, the other at the bed, and the other at the balcony.

This made him very fortunate.

Fortunately, the girl he tried to chat up by the pool that afternoon rejected him. Otherwise, if he had brought her back and the whole thing had been recorded by the all-encompassing surveillance cameras, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

And after the relief came, of course, anger.

"This is outrageous! How could a sacred temple behave in such a despicable manner?!"

He naturally blamed the church for this.

This made Sebastian, who was behind the camera, break out in a cold sweat.

"Oh no, oh no... things seem to have gotten really bad..."

"Damn it, why are they being so cautious?"

The series of defeats left Sebastian extremely frustrated and worried.

Even if he didn't know he was being monitored, and even if he didn't know who the monitoring had failed to reach, he was still well aware of how terrible a blow it would be for a hotel to discover a camera in a room.

The only consolation was that the idea for the camera wasn't his, but Jiang Shu's, and he installed it himself.

However, considering that he might end up taking the blame, he panicked.

Having no other choice, he urgently dialed Jiang Shu's number.

"Young Master, the Heavenly Eye has been discovered!"

"Sky Eye" is the name Jiang Shu gave to the five cameras.

"That shouldn't be the case..." Jiang Shu, who was enjoying a massage, lifted the cucumber slices covering her eyes and frowned. "Unless he's an expert like me, he shouldn't have noticed anything..."

Upon hearing this, Sebastian began to doubt his previous judgment.

Could it be... that his presence outside the women's changing room wasn't entirely a sting operation?

But now is not the time to think about that.

Seeing that he couldn't handle the situation, Sebastian quickly asked for help: "Young Master, I'm a little worried that this will damage the reputation of the Holy Temple. I'm afraid you'll have to step in and think of a solution. He has already recognized me, and if I step in now, I'm afraid it will only make things worse."

"But I'm a bit busy right now."

At this point, Jiang Shu covered the microphone and asked the massage therapist:

"You're almost pressing on the kidney, right?"

"Hmm." The masseuse nodded.

Then Jiang Shu let go of his hand and said into the microphone, "It will take a while."

"Anyway, you'd better hurry. I think he's about to call the front desk. If we're any later, things might get out of hand."

From Sebastian's anxious tone, Jiang Shu also understood the seriousness of the matter.

Helpless, he could only say to the masseuse, "Please wait a moment, I'll be right back."

"But I have another appointment coming up..." the masseuse replied somewhat awkwardly.

"Is that so..." Jiang Shu shook her head regretfully, "Then there's nothing we can do..."

The massage therapist also felt a little regretful; she actually quite enjoyed chatting with Jiang Shu: "If you really have something urgent to attend to..."

But before she could finish speaking, she heard the second half of Jiang Shu's sentence.

"Then there's nothing I can do. Please hurry up and press on my kidney area."

"Huh?"

On the other side, the blueberry dipping sauce was getting impatient.

If he was only being monitored by the Sanctuary without being disturbed, he could tolerate it. He could just treat it as being monitored by big data when he was playing music notes. It wasn't a big deal. He could play as usual, and it wouldn't affect anything.

But installing pinhole cameras is really going too far.

Even if you're a rebel, you can't treat me like I'm not human.

He felt it necessary to call the front desk to seriously report the situation and, incidentally, to probe whether this was the church's intention, or whether the person in charge was aware of it.

He felt something was off. Did the Holy Temple have no sense of the bigger picture? They had only sent one person from their side, and they were already ready to break off relations?

This made him wonder if it was possible that this matter actually had nothing to do with the church.

But then, to his even greater anger, he discovered that the telephone line in the suite had been shamelessly cut.

And I don't know if the person who cut the phone line was inexperienced or what, but they cut the network cable as well. No wonder my phone couldn't get a Wi-Fi signal in the bathroom earlier.

However, this misfortune turned out to be a blessing in disguise, as he discovered a suspicious signal source while searching for Wi-Fi signals, which led him to find a pinhole camera.

Just as he was hesitating about whether to take the risk and go to the front desk in person, there was a knock on the door.

Judging by the time, the massage therapist I booked should be arriving around now.

So he didn't think much of it and just opened the door.

But when he saw the face behind the door, he froze.

"Brother, what's wrong with you...?"

Jiang Shu also looked surprised: "How could it be you?"

Jiang Shu remembered the face with blueberry sauce very clearly because the owner of that face had betrayed him in Jiang Shu's first multi-person incubation site. Although the target was not him, it still left a deep impression on him.

Not to mention that she later met Strawberry Milkshake and learned that he was the other person's younger brother. Therefore, in Jiang Shu's limited memory storage, she reserved a space for this man she had only met once.

Just as this memory was fading and Jiang Shu thought she would probably never see the other person again, the two unexpectedly met here.

Blueberry dip...is that a gummy bear?