Doomsday Jigsaw Puzzle

Chapter 242: Chapter 46: The Three Rooms in My Consciousness

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The rescue operation at the edge of the black zone had just begun, and along with it, the white mist figures vanished.

From within the stone monument, a red light scattered, attracting... not only these six persons in the entire lower floor of the eastern sector, but also others.

Gathering at one place, they were all drawn by the very rapid flash of light, these three teams, these three formations, these six individuals.

Along with Erleipu’s telepathic interference, it felt as if 32 sequences of celestial endowments were being shuffled—deceivers.

Yawning, Bai noticed this oddity, although the reaction that should have been there was very faint...

Xuan Jiang was the only one clothed with the two most common sequences; the white mist sequence was very strong, and there were many such as 95.

It allowed Jiaxie to see people’s sequences, using the Eye of Heavenly Balance and the Observer’s Eye.

Jiaxie was feeling an unusual discomfort while watching Xuan Jiang but had no idea why.

He felt that Xuan Jiang was in great danger, along with 95, as if their actual power level wasn’t just one level above the rest of their separate team.

Jiaxie was contemplating the complex nature of the white mist with a scrutinizing gaze.

Liu was watching 95 with hatred in his heart, clearly holding a grudge from being previously obstructed by 95.

Bai couldn’t say for sure what might happen in the end, as the crimson area had really disappeared without any reaction from the white mist.

Once all the team members arrived, Bai began to issue orders...

"This operation requires your unanimous consent; you can’t act on your own whims. Every decision you make must be approved by me first," he said.

There was a kind of excitement in his eyes when he saw these individuals, which should have been hidden.

Liu and Jiaxie, who were already waiting by the transmission stone, had disappeared, along with Bai.

The white mist had not yet a code number assigned to it, so it remained an unexplored area. This was a point Bai made clear to Pang.

Bai dared not use this group of individuals ahead of him as bait in the white mist, since this uncharted territory belonged to an unknown sector where the red light had been.

In the high tower’s lower eastern sector...

...

...

"He’s just too troublesome; I can’t get over how much of a headache that guy is, completely unmanageable," Bai sighed.

He directly employed the fragments, at the tail-end of his struggle with 95, holding not even his trump cards, including the original sin weapon, the watch on his wrist, and even this piece of the full moon fragment, which was deeply embedded within the consciousness of the white mist.

This fragment was not very useful for people who either held on to weak convictions or lacked convictions completely, as if it was but a sporadic trace left on a travel ticket stub during a journey.

Bai clearly underestimated the effect of the full moon fragment. He would pay a corresponding price for any convenience he sought to gain from using anything.

"Having created this fragment, I am sure that this companion of mine will not stay with me forever, and choosing just one out of the many ciphers, I am at least not splitting personalities," he mused, feeling slightly more at ease.

He noticed with self-talk that none of the placements of the individuals around him had shifted, and Bai took no notice of this as he looked at the monitoring recordings, trapped in his own world.

After the disappearance of Bai’s father figure in the recordings Bai examined, everything changed yet again, as the light from a room vanished without a trace.

"I hope for a healthy conversation next time. It is far more interesting to explore your inner mind; you are very lucky, for I have also struggled, watching you suffering from such deficiencies," Bai said.

"Have you indeed never comprehended that child, that key, that hairpin, that document? Choosing one out of three options, like taking a multiple-choice question, you might have at some point made a mistake, right? It is not necessarily because you chose the comb," Bai pondered.

"You don’t have to waste time trying all ways to unlock it. It could hold within its rooms the darkest secrets, or the softest memories, or perhaps, you might enter someone else’s mind, might even explore your own heart afterward, perhaps you should embrace the unforeseen with your imagination, remember my words?" he continued.

"It seems like you really don’t want to open your heart to your father. I really want to open that third room for you, but there are three locked rooms deep within your conscience," Bai said.

"Why do you think I would try to get rid of you? Son, it’s precisely because without your help, I can no longer maintain these puzzle pieces, and if you don’t prepare the necessary attachment when the time comes..."

"Why must you free yourself, if you don’t want to see me, can’t you just tell me? Why go through such trouble?"

: Finally, White Mist opened his mouth.

"Why must you play games in front of me, knowing full well that my anger would not be prepared? With those eyes of yours, tsk tsk."

"If you don’t want to be called a good son... Well, maybe you should find a group to fit in with; people you like doing things such as a doctor, a blacksmith, a lawyer, a merchant, anything. You should also give yourself a title, that’s what you are obsessed with, because to me, you are my obsession."

: White Mist continued to speak without making a sound, his voice still far away.

"You have also obtained a piece of this shattered ’Full Moon’ that can summon your obsessions, like the blacksmith called Ironsculpt who has dismantled and assembled thousands of items, the merchant known as Moneyfish who is terrified of money, the traveler called Evilbane who has a cursed transit ticket..."

: White Mist’s speech was very dense and fascinating.

"Not all puzzle pieces are limited to a specific realm, just like the transit ticket and the ’Full Moon’. Have you already known the answer that you can use this special end-of-day jigsaw piece for? Or is it not?"

: White Mist, who had always been contemplatively strange and ordinarily still, was not angry or prepared for a confrontation; there was no argument from White Mist.

: White Mist was still as serene as the drifting clouds and gentle breeze.

"How should you learn to be a filial son? Do you just want me to disappear? How have you ended up like this? Isn’t resisting me an act of refusal?"

"How am I supposed to make you disappear?"

"My obsessions are just relics of the past; after they take form, they are just virtual products with no physical body. So how can I? Who are you questioning?"

"How exactly do you think..."

: It was Chu Qing who had to figure out how to resolve this matter.

: White Mist felt that having a talk with someone with such restless eyes and subconscious intentions would make for a very noisy affair; he did not need this kind of person at all.

: This was the fourth time.

: White Mist thought of the end-of-day jigsaw puzzle piece, which seemed to make sense.

: White Mist had already been slightly alert when he met White Mist for the third time; it was no coincidence, and he had made a quick connection, perhaps because he kept encountering him for some specific reason.

"I would have been so happy, it wouldn’t have mattered, really a pity, ah. You wouldn’t have known how happy I can be afterward, just because you came to see this end-of-day jigsaw piece."

: Said while waving his hand, directly picking up White Mist from outside the port hole he found. freewebnoveℓ.com

: He saw White Mist again...on the third day, when the entirety of the affair could just end up being bound by White Mist.

: The dream had become so commonplace that even when White Mist did not appear, he was hastily discarded that very night.

: White Mist convinced himself that he was just too tired to have such strange dreams, that there was no way he would speak such nonsensical words with White Mist the very first time.

: Following this, he saw that man appear.

: White Mist was walking along the road, and suddenly, all around seemed to glow ever so brightly...

: It was the second night, and in the hazily lit space surrounded by star-like lights, imitating the flower-pattern ceiling of the Second Level, White Mist had his first visual hallucination of White Mist. ƒreewebɳovel.com

: It was as if that dream was not just a nightmare, but something more special—a space in time. Unlike before, this man was not merely tormenting him; White Mist was dreaming of his father White Mist, ever since the day he had used the end-of-day jigsaw puzzle piece—"Full Moon"—since his return from the food realm.

: White Mist realized that the person appearing before his eyes was indeed his father, White Mist.

"It’s really a pity to see such a strict father figure, my child has grown up, and it truly hurts to see you’re just like that, tsk tsk."

"How is it that you appear again, having disappeared?"

: White Mist revealed a look of disdain in his eyes.

"Maybe you can still rely on yourself, don’t want to rely on someone else, it’s not like you have any other troubles or problems to solve, it’s just that you will soon be entering a new realm, isn’t that so?"

"What is the strongest thing about you? Eyes? Luck? Or is it because you’re a time traveler who can only dig up secrets, Well," despite being a failure, "think about it carefully, Bai."

A man in a large white coat leaned against a bookshelf in the room, his eyes casting a warm light, accompanied by a faint scent of fresh air.

Although no lights were turned on, the room suddenly became bright.

"I don’t know what imminent danger you’re facing, Bai, but I’m sure you have something up your sleeve. However, our ’team friends’ have a lot at stake this time, and you must be prepared for any imminent danger. You need to meet with that short guy for sure," Captain Bai said.

Strange things happened at that time.

Bai sat in a chair, a smile spreading across his lips. After confiding in Liu, he left the office.

Chu Jing had to trick the two fraudsters into revealing their intentions, knowing full well they posed the same eternal threat as Army Guard Town, which loomed in his eyes.

"I will try my best to protect you. Gather your equipment in the lower east section of our base, and I will bring you out in nine minutes, Bai," said Xuan Jiang, patting Bai’s shoulder.

Xuan Jiang felt a strong determination in his own will, thinking Bai wouldn’t notice his reservation, as the Investigation Tower had already started its preparations.

"Is this the first time I’ve come across such a strong desire for the tower? Are you really going to go?" Xuan Jiang asked.

Bai trusted his own intuition, which told him he could take Chu Qing with him, even after swallowing his words. This straight talk was also a sign of his trust in Bai.

Bai had already survived many dangers... but the Investigation Tower was still a huge risk. And Bai didn’t know what kind of strange creature was at the bottom of the red-hued abyss between the mountain and the lake beside that old house.

Bai even saw that desolate ruined village while seeking Chu Qing’s help.

There were many uncertainties in this Investigation Tower mission.

Bai increased his own performance difficulty through professional training. Pretending to be a craftsman, he tried to hone his acting skills further.

"Wouldn’t it be better if I assisted Captain Bai? It’s not certain. If not, bring me along next time. There might be greater danger next time, and next time, and next time... Why does every person have to face danger by breaking through alone? Isn’t it much easier to protect oneself in the simplest area, relying on Captain Bai’s strength? What’s the point of the tower if there’s no danger?" Bai mused.

"Whatever happens outside the tower with these guys, it’s not my responsibility. You can call me for any dangerous task. We’ll talk about the tower matters afterward," Bai continued to dig.

Xuan Jiang knew he had to observe carefully the next time Bai and the others left the tower. Although he didn’t expect much from these bodyguards, he acknowledged that Xuan Jiang himself would have to take a good look.

These bodyguards might even include some of the strongest families, those who protect the rulers seated below. But right now, Bai didn’t even know his true identity.

Although there was no need to fake any data, as Bai had always been a con man, he was beginning to gain a little more credibility after a couple of turns in his story.

"This journey may be dangerous... I fear there might be a lot of bad luck for me, but everyone must eat some bitterness. They came before I did, so there must be something to it, right? But, Bai, be careful, as these things can get quite troublesome," Xuan Jiang said.

"Does Captain Bai find these people very troublesome?"

"Compared to Wujia, you’re not malleable enough. You’re stronger than Wujia, Bai," Xuan Jiang responded, weighing the pros and cons after a brief consideration.

Xuan Jiang, observing Bai and Wujia up close, realized that even the strongest defenders below the ruler couldn’t match the colossal strength of Pang’s resources and the eternal spring water they leveraged. He definitely hoped to join Bai on his first trip out of the tower.

"I don’t want you to go on this dangerous journey with me, Brother Jiang," Bai responded.

Although they were not friends, but merely useful tools to each other, sometimes there are enemies. Indeed, the ruler’s enemies are also the Investigation Tower’s enemies.

Bai deliberately revealed this information, his eyes probing into Xuan Jiang, who was bound by the ruler’s commands.

"I should have been the one to answer you. This Investigation Tower mission is very dangerous. Even if I encounter many people like Brother Jiang who are so candid and forthright, not all of them are strong. They are all much stronger than me, nearly overpowering me, and I have been listening to the commands of those high-level newly established agencies. If you cross paths with them, you will definitely find some very annoying people, Brother Jiang," Bai pondered.

Bai asked again.

A good pal.

"I don’t want to leave any regrets for the coming months and years. I have already lived a sufficiently stable and ordinary life," Bai replied.

Xuan Jiang established a very stable footing.

"Aren’t you afraid of dying out there in the mist?" Xuan Jiang asked with a carefree look, exposing his white breath.

"Although it’s all been enforced duties, I would like to leave the tower. I hope Captain Bai will give me a chance. The Commando Squad has its own rigid indicators for going out of the tower, but even though they are quite different from the Army Guard Town squad, they are both from the higher-level Yuzhen Tower," he said.

"How so?"

"I’ve been constantly learning about the cultural aspects of the Commando Squad these past few days."

"Your communication is pretty good."

"I heard about the front-line team going out of the tower."

"How did you come here, Jiang brother?"

He shouldn’t be too hasty to find his cover at this stage, Lili’s white mist was still useful.

Chu Jing, Xue Ci, Yun Shu, Tian Xun all kept their mouths shut tightly, giving white mist their instructions.

Naturally, the white mist had already seen a few people from the Review Committee and his cover approaching, already having prepared in advance.

White mist had quickly disregarded this person altogether.

He had already understood the rules of the Commando Squad quite well, since he had always been directly involved with basic tasks, just like Xuan Jiang did recently.

But Xuan Jiang—suddenly a person of not slow speed emerged from his office, although he didn’t rest much. After only two hours, Bai Wu had agreed to meet with him in the tower after getting some new equipment.

The device—it wasn’t just any Spiritual Possession lockup—had already been manufactured by Jiaxie... but nobody else knew that.

No one else knew that this thing was made by Jiaxie, except for Jiaxie’s own guards, and because of this, Bai Wu was not worried about using this device, which could potentially leak something, for now.

He felt that this thing belonged to himself and had its use, not relying solely on Spiritual Possession; that’s what he thought anyway.

"Shouldn’t I, at least when compared to a boiler of Spiritual Possession, have the right to speak first about everything, isn’t that so?"

Could it be that Bai Wu was even thinking of playing with this Spiritual Possession for a while?

The small device was quite clever... it was Erleipu’s bone evil transformation mechanical device, especially the exterior one.

All the frontline team members would also have these devices. The more new cards they had, the better, naturally.

But Bai Wu also didn’t really know whether these newest, sharp-edge Jiaxie products could actually be used well or not outside the tower because such accomplishments were covered by strict regulations.

But the outside world had no concern for these top-tech Jiaxie devices.

And because he was quickly settled, Bai Wu didn’t have to wait long before leaving, and soon he was given the new equipment by Mr. Erleipu’s efficient operation.

Soon after, Bai Wu received the new equipment from Mr. Erleipu.

He hung up the phone immediately after a simple exchange of a few words with Bai Wu, who hadn’t said much, still not a clear certainty to the workman.

Mr. Erleipu was busy with something... Bai Wu only discovered this when he called at an unexpected time.

"Could it be that dead ghost old man called me?" the woman pondered when she picked up the phone instantly.

Bai Wu felt a bit of a dangerous atmosphere on the other end of the phone, where Mr. Erleipu sounded very agitated and seemed to be breathing heavily.

Although Mr. Erleipu was a workman, he but was good at maintaining and repairing every one of his tools—which was basic care for workers.

Bai Wu called Mr. Erleipu after a while.

After returning to the Commando Squad’s headquarters, Bai Wu quickly began to handle various matters very efficiently, completing the work soon afterward.

Second Level, High Tower.

(Complete progress 1/05, therefore unable to use the White Silver League’s master random machine)