am-books Chapter 579: Clear Mirror
Chapter 579: Clear Mirror
Chapter 579: Clear Mirror
Nameless Lake on Apple Island, Dongyu District, two hours ago.
The night wind was strong, and the lake rippled toward the same direction. Dark clouds filled the night sky, which flowed and fluctuated hurriedly. Every once in a while, the silver moon would peek out of the clouds, shining a stream of moonlight down on the ground like a giant glowing worm crawling on the wasteland, and it quickly crawled to the nameless lake.
Instantly, the lake shimmered and scintillated with cool light like it was bathed in the divine blessing from heaven, a beautiful miracle.
Standing by the reeds next to the lake was a tall, slim man. He was wearing a gray tattered cape that had become so dirty that there was no telling what its original color was. His wrinkled leather boots shone with years of wearing, and the shoelaces were tied messily into countless dead knots, as if the shoes were part of his feet.
His hair was thick and oily, running down to his lower back in rough strands that resembled seaweeds.
He looked like a homeless man who hadn’t washed himself for years.
He slowly lifted his head. Moonlight illuminated his grimy face. His complexion was dark, and his face covered in a messy bushy beard. His pronounced grayish blue eyes alone stood out, as clear as the surface of the lake before him.
Standing by the lake, his cape and hair swayed in the wind, while he remained unmoving and unblinking like a stone statue.
After some time, his eyes suddenly shifted to the left slightly.
Someone was here.
The reeds rustled and parted to the sides to make way. A figure walked elegantly through the reeds, shrouded by colorful dust particles that looked like nebulas. Closer inspection would make out a woman’s figure amid the dust particles, but since the particles were changing nonstop, her figure shifted between tall and short, fat and slim; there was no defining feature to be discerned.
As expected of the spy planted in the Hundred Rivers Union, she was cautious. Even when meeting with someone from her side, she maintained her disguise.
She came up to the lake and turned to the unkempt, rough-looking homeless man.
“Clear Mirror.” Her voice sounded crackly and rough, as if it was coming through a radio with a bad signal. It was clear that her voice was modulated somehow.
The man named Clear Mirror called out her codename in a low, icy voice, “What can I do for you, Dust?”
“It’s time,” Dust said. “The Heavenly Godbearer needs you.”
Clear Mirror was silent for a moment, his expression impassive. “The body’s hidden at the bottom of the lake?”
“Yes, or I wouldn’t have called you here,” Dust spoke at a deliberate pace, her tone a little distant. “The late Archbishop stole twelve bodies from the Qilin Guild, and the most special one was hidden at the bottom of the lake. He was going to use the body when it was the right time, but he lost the chance to.”
“I’ll bring it back,” Clear Mirror said with the same monotone. “What’s the mission?”
“The Divine Scion has emerged. Kill him.”
Clear Mirror’s eyes glinted, his gaze sharpening.
“Then am I in a dream, or in the system?”
“You entered the system unconsciously in a dream.”
Gao Yang smiled bitterly. Is this what luck is? A luck I can’t escape from?
“Brief me,” Gao Yang said.
“Congratulations on Lucky breaking through to level 5.” The dorm keeper spoke in a lilting voice. “With level 5 Lucky, the limit of your stats is increased to 2000.”
“Willful Power’s use time increases to 15 seconds, the cooldown shortened to 24 hours, and the loss to stats decreased to 1%.”
“The passive increase of Luck points increases to 2 points per hour.”
“Promoted from a Spectator to an Honored Guest, acquiring the privilege of fair treatment.”
Gao Yang remained silent.
The dorm keeper continued to explain despite not being prompted to, “From now on, you’ll have an equal chance to comprehend all Talents. In other words, the lower comprehension rates of top and bottom Talents no longer apply to you.”
Before, Gao Yang would’ve jumped up and down in excitement, but he didn’t feel pleased at all now; he had learned the source of Lucky.
After a moment of silence, he looked up at the dorm keeper seriously. “What is the Divine Scion, System?”
“As the name would suggest, it’s the child of God.” She gave a useless response.
“What is God?”
“Please explore on your own.”
Gao Yang wasn’t surprised. He had thought the system worked like a user manual in the past, but now it seemed more like a dictionary to him. Although the dictionary contained the definition of all basic words, when he was trying to find the answer to most questions, he would have to look up and combine the words on his own.
“That’s it then. I’m getting out.”
“Of course.”
The dorm keeper disappeared, but Gao Yang didn’t wake up from his dream.
He paused before walking up to a shelf, grabbing a few packs of instant noodles that could be eaten without cooking. He sat down on the concrete steps before the shop, tearing one pack open and taking out a circular plastic disk printed with the pattern of a small squirrel. He tucked it gingerly in his pocket. Then he started munching on the snack.
Leaves fallen from the ginkgo tree towering over him. Gao Yang took bites after bites and made a crunching sound every time, as if he was back to his carefree childhood.