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Chapter 689 - 626: I Say You’re Guilty, So You Are
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Chapter 689: Chapter 626: I Say You’re Guilty, So You Are

The taxi trunk was wide open, like a gaping metallic maw, and half of Zuo Bai’s body was already stuffed inside.

"Did the Night Watcher just happen to pass by, or was someone drawn here? Surely, it can’t be [Destiny]?"

Zuo Bai silently analyzed in his mind, his brain chip operating at high speed, simulating various possibilities, but his face showed no emotional fluctuation.

But... the gaze of that relatively slender Night Watcher was simply too intense.

The eyes were like an invisible flame, giving him an exceedingly strong feeling, as if wanting to strip him bare and devour him.

Zuo Bai was all too familiar with such a gaze.

As a celebrity scientist in Zone 6, he not only had a scientifically optimized handsome appearance but also possessed enviable wealth.

Whether attending public events or walking the streets, there were always various women casting fervent glances, as if they couldn’t wait to "devour" him alive.

He had long been accustomed to it.

However, the Night Watcher’s stare before him was even more scorching than any glance he had ever encountered before, making Zuo Bai feel a hint of physical discomfort.

"I didn’t expect to have die-hard fans among the Night Watchers," he thought blandly to himself.

Zuo Bai discreetly withdrew his gaze; he was experienced in dealing with fans.

There were only two approaches: either turn them into "bedside specimens" or handle them with a cold face.

In his heart, Zuo Bai said:

"Alright, it’s fine if you stare at me, just don’t glance at the villa over there. That courtyard is hiding a nest of [Destiny]."

If it were a typical idiot being held hostage, they would most likely be trying to think of some crooked plan, hoping to leverage the Night Watcher’s power to escape [Destiny]’s control.

But Zuo Bai’s heart was as calm as still water; he was a clever person and was more inclined to cover up for [Destiny].

He surreptitiously glanced at the courtyard.

The courtyard was quiet, and naturally, not a single shadow was visible.

Zuo Bai certainly didn’t think that [Destiny] was hiding because they were afraid of the Night Watcher.

Even from a mathematical perspective, the number of people in the courtyard held an absolute advantage though.

Moreover, as a seasoned member who had been through the wringer in the cult organization for many years, he knew quite well who was truly more terrifying!

Those were industry rules nourished by countless predecessors in the same trade.

Zuo Bai wasn’t too clear on how other evil organizations conducted induction training.

In any case, in the Calamity Corpses Sect, all newcomers had to score full marks on a subject called [Emergency Response Plan for Meeting Destiny] during their induction training to pass.

Not one point less, to the extreme rigor.

It’s no exaggeration to say that the Calamity Corpses Sect compiled an action guideline for this course comparable to a military operations manual.

The content of the manual, Zuo Bai had long since become familiar with, and he was adhering to it now as well.

Zuo Bai remembered the entire manual clearly, a total of 171,351 words.

But if summarized in the most concise language, it essentially boiled down to one word:

"Lick"!

To expand: Lick, with your life, lick with your soul, even if it means licking yourself to pieces, to having nothing left, you absolutely must not anger that group of madmen!

Sacrifice yourself to preserve the entire organization, which would be a great merit, and the organization will remember you forever, sending offerings during festivals.

Put simply, in the eyes of most evil peers, [Destiny] is not an organization at all, but a natural disaster that can move.

No one can tackle a natural disaster.

When encountering it, either pray to escape by a fluke or obediently cooperate and beg for clemency.

Ultimately, it’s about accepting fate!

But if encountering the Night Watcher... hehe.

The Calamity Corpses Sect had never conducted any related training on this, what does this signify?

It signifies you can freely improvise!

Successfully disguise and slip away under the Night Watcher’s nose?

——The organization will acknowledge your wisdom and ability to infiltrate, and commend you!

Reveal your identity and decisively choose to evacuate?

——The organization appreciates your ability to assess the situation and survival instincts, understanding!

If you choose to engage head-on?

——Marvelous! This is precisely what the organization expects, representing the "spirit" and "backbone" of the evil camp, it must be greatly rewarded!

And if you can kill a Night Watcher and bring their body back to the sect... nothing more needs to be said, a promotion and a raise are right around the corner!

In short, the Night Watcher is nothing more than a "human disaster".

Faced with human disaster, the Calamity Corpses Sect shows great resilience, encouraging to fight if dissatisfied!

Therefore, at this moment, when facing these two suddenly appearing Night Watchers, there wasn’t the slightest thought in Zuo Bai’s mind of "driving wolves to swallow tigers" and taking advantage of the chaos to escape.

His only thought now was to pray that these two Night Watchers, who popped up from who knows where, would quickly scram and not stand there being an eyesore, and not disturb him as he tried to curry favor with [Destiny].

Of course, his way of currying favor was—packing himself into the trunk.

However, things didn’t go as he wished.

The slender Night Watcher completely ignored his cold face, continuing to stare intently at him.

Zuo Bai also sensed something amiss at this point, feeling a danger signal from the other that far exceeded that of an "obsessive fan."

His heart trembled:

"Why are they staring at me all this time?! Night Watchers manage cults and rituals, but they can’t stop someone from voluntarily getting into a trunk, can they?"

"Besides, there’s no law in Lower City that prohibits getting into trunks."

Moreover, he, Zuo Bai, was a respectable scientist, and if you peeled back his skin, though he lacked some human touch, he was full of technological vibes.

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