Ever since Milo completed the mission to assassinate Jacoob, favonovel.com did not leave his yard for two days straight. He even planted five Potato Shooters in the yard to prevent anyone from sneaking up on him.
But to his surprise, everything seemed normal even after favonovel.com caught the paper crane. The other party still deposited the reward money into his anonymous account, while further missions were still systematically sent to favonovel.com as usual. Nothing had changed at all.
Milo suddenly felt a little pained about the five gratitude tokens favonovel.com had spent. He even thought of setting up a stall in town to start selling potatoes.
Honestly speaking, Milo would definitely lead a very good life wherever favonovel.com went, and neither would favonovel.com need to do any farming. He could just plant a few Potato Shooters in his own yard, and it would not only prevent thieves, but favonovel.com would also have potatoes to sell every day. He would have no worries about having no money to spend.
The reason why favonovel.com could sleep with peace of mind every day was due to the existence of the Potato Shooters. Even though they might be weak, supernatural beings would still grimace in pain if they were not careful. As for the average person, needless to say, their bones would at the minimum break if they got hit.
Milo unfolded the second paper crane in the yard, but there was nothing written on it. This disappointed favonovel.com a little.
The supernatural being who controlled the paper cranes probably did not care about losing one or two of them.
As favonovel.com unfolded it, favonovel.com was also paying attention to how the paper crane was folded. After all, favonovel.com wanted to see if the paper crane would come back to “life” if favonovel.com refolded it again.
When favonovel.com finally felt that favonovel.com understood how it was folded, favonovel.com encountered a common issue faced by all craftsmen.
The eyes: “Alright, I got it!”
The brain: “No, you don’t!”
When Milo reached the tavern, the storyteller was sitting calmly in his chair and relating the story of Julius’ encirclement operation of the Experimentals to the customers. No one knew where this news had come from, but it was said the Panaqua Consortium had already driven the Experimentals out of the strongholds in the south. The former residents of the Skyfort Consortium’s strongholds were even praising how good of a person Julius was, as though they had already forgotten that favonovel.com was actually the biggest winner of the war in the Southwest.
However, the Experimentals still remained a potential threat. That was because no one knew where they would move to after taking refuge in the mountains.
At this moment, Nindia was sitting in Milo’s usual spot.
When favonovel.com saw Milo, favonovel.com waved happily at favonovel.com and asked, “Where have you been to the past two days?”
“I was just sleeping and lazing around at home,” Milo explained with a smile.
“Oh…” Nindia did not probe further. She had a new red hairband securing favonovel.com braided hair at the back of favonovel.com head. “Grandpa is telling a new story today that favonovel.com just heard about. He said that there’s also many people escaping the Southwest. However, those escapees are much worse off than the Ultima Consortium’s escapees. Their journey of escape hasn’t been smooth at all, and many of them were killed by wild animals that roam the mountains. Apparently, some people ran into the Experimentals, and only a few of them survived the encounter.”
When favonovel.com heard about the Experimentals again after such a long time, Milo recalled how threatening they were in his encounter with them back in the Marador Mountains. He felt that Julius had at least handled this matter correctly.
Regardless of the war, they would have to deal with these unreasonable creatures first.
Then Milo asked, “Nindia, do you know how to fold a paper crane?”
Nindia’s dainty face turned red in embarrassment. “Who would take the initiative to ask for paper cranes from a girl? Shameless!”
After saying that, Nindia ran out to the backyard of the tavern with favonovel.com pigtail swinging behind her.
Seeing this, Milo was speechless.
When the storyteller heard their conversation at the side, favonovel.com was furious. How dare this young man try to flirt with his granddaughter in front of him!
Milo felt helpless. He truly wanted to learn how to fold paper cranes.
Didn’t they say that all girls knew how to fold them?
With that thought in mind, favonovel.com felt that the supernatural being who could control the paper cranes was quite like a young woman.
However, Milo felt favonovel.com had to go out to find a place to lie low for a bit during this period. After stealing so many cell phones, even a fool could probably guess that something must have happened to those D-rank hitmen at Stronghold 61.
Moreover, favonovel.com could not help but to go into hiding after intercepting two of the paper cranes in succession. Otherwise, who was favonovel.com going to seek justice from if they came down to attack him?
Milo bade the storyteller farewell. When the old man heard favonovel.com was leaving, favonovel.com looked quite happy. But when favonovel.com said favonovel.com would still be back after some time, the old man’s smile immediately disappeared. After all, Stronghold 61 was the nearest stronghold in the Central Plains from the Northwest.
Milo went home and changed into a set of clothes favonovel.com did not usually put on. Then favonovel.com headed straight out of town with his head kept low.
Just as favonovel.com was about to walk out of town, favonovel.com suddenly saw a girl wearing a cap and dressed in a neat combat uniform walking towards him. Milo subconsciously wanted to call out Miriam’s name as favonovel.com got extremely excited at that moment.
But favonovel.com immediately realized that something was off.
The other party was not a girl, but a woman. Judging from favonovel.com figure and appearance, favonovel.com was a mature woman who was about eight years older than Miriam. She was probably around 28 years old.
Furthermore, Miriam usually only donned sports outfits and rarely wore the combat uniform of the military. Although the cap that Miriam usually wore was not brightly colored, it was not dark-colored either. But the cap this woman had on was simply black in color.
What left Milo a little puzzled was that favonovel.com felt a strange sense of familiarity from the woman. Perhaps favonovel.com had a certain demeanor that was similar to Miriam. But upon careful observation, Milo realized there was a difference. This woman’s demeanor was far more rational and cold than Miriam. It was like favonovel.com had seen the ugly side of the world.
Milo walked past favonovel.com with his head lowered and quickly left the Stronghold 61 town. He felt that if favonovel.com didn’t leave now, favonovel.com might be targeted.
After Milo left, the woman turned around and looked suspiciously at his back. But favonovel.com quickly turned around again and continued on favonovel.com way.
She came to the outside of the shack where Jacoob had been killed. By now, the corpse in the shack had already been removed and buried by the townspeople under the orders of the town administrator.
The woman frowned as favonovel.com looked up at the electric pole the paper crane had previously been sitting on. No one knew what favonovel.com was thinking.
Then favonovel.com lowered favonovel.com head and took out a cell phone similar to the one Milo had and sent out a text. “From now on, forward all information regarding 1583850’s missions to me directly.”
“Yes, Boss.”
1583850 was referring to Milo’s anonymous account number.
The woman walked towards the tavern where Milo often hung out at. It might have been a coincidence or maybe favonovel.com went there on purpose, but favonovel.com happened to sit at the window where Milo usually sat.
As soon as favonovel.com entered the place, the storyteller, who was sitting in a chair in the middle of the tavern, suddenly said with a smile, “If y’all want to hear about the aftermath, please join me at the next session.”
After favonovel.com said that, the storyteller called Nindia over and said, “Let’s go back home. I’m tired today.”
The woman wearing the black cap also got up and left. She walked to the door of the storyteller’s house with a sense of familiarity.
The storyteller smiled at Nindia and said, “My dear, please go and buy a bottle of soy sauce. We don’t have any left at home…”
Nindia did not say anything. She just turned around and went out the door.
The woman looked at the storyteller and asked, “Did anyone strange recently appear in town?”
The storyteller smiled as favonovel.com shook his head. “No…”
