Chapter 282 - 272: About to be Exposed?

After carefully comparing the prices, the man chose the former. Although it took a bit longer, it was cheaper.

After he made his selection, the door of the Hibernation Pod slowly opened.

After he lay down inside and the door closed, he felt a cool sensation wash over him.

The feeling wasn’t unpleasantly cold; on the contrary, it was quite comfortable.

Soon, the man inside felt a wave of drowsiness wash over him.

He slowly closed his eyes. When he awoke again, the previously sealed door was already open.

He got up and left the Hibernation Pod. After stretching his limbs, he was amazed to find that the pain in his body had completely vanished.

The fatigue he had accumulated in the game also disappeared. He hadn’t felt this relaxed in a very long time.

After leaving the fifth floor, he casually posted about his experience online.

Unsurprisingly, the post blew up.

Many people flocked over, drawn by the news.

A Healing Pod that could treat injuries and a Hibernation Pod that could eliminate fatigue with just one sleep. If this had come from anyone else, people wouldn’t have believed it.

But SoySauceDrunkard was no ordinary person. She had already created so many miracles.

Besides, with the precedent set by items like Combat Mechas and Combat Spaceships, the public’s acceptance of the Healing Pods and Hibernation Pods was significantly higher.

Combat Mechas and Combat Spaceships were things ordinary people couldn’t afford; they were clearly targeted at national governments. In comparison, the public was far more interested in the Intelligent Brain.

It was said to connect directly to the brain, acting as a fully intelligent butler. It possessed all the functions of a phone or computer and more, all while completely freeing up one’s hands.

However, the number of Intelligent Brains released by Patience was limited—only ten in total.

Those who managed to snag one were gloating in secret, while those who missed out were filled with regret, cursing themselves for being too slow.

Besides the Intelligent Brain, furniture made from Elf Wood was also selling like hotcakes.

After all, this was something that could extend one’s lifespan.

Health supplements of the past might have only been boasting when they claimed to extend life, but everyone knew that SoySauceDrunkard’s "Don’t Miss It" shop never made false claims.

The products did exactly what they claimed.

Therefore, some wealthy people replaced all the furniture in their homes with pieces made from Elf Wood.

It was beautiful and could extend one’s life—wasn’t that much better than furniture made of zitan or huanghuali wood?

Online, people constantly begged SoySauceDrunkard to list more items. In private messages, countless people were trying to contact her.

However, all these messages vanished without a trace, receiving no reply whatsoever.

Because the person they were looking for was currently sound asleep in her bed.

「Meanwhile, in the base.」

A man was dressed in a purple robe adorned with silver Crystal Stones that glittered like stars in the Milky Way.

A wide hood completely obscured his facial features.

He sat cross-legged within a pentagram drawn with black paint. A lit white candle was placed at each of its five points, and he was muttering incantations.

As time passed, second by second, the flame of one of the candles suddenly began to flicker violently. Then, the candle was instantly extinguished.

As the candle went out, two lines of bloody tears slowly trickled from the man’s eyes.

With the Divination Talent, the more significant the matter being divined, the greater the price. However, if one’s talent was high enough, that price would be lessened.

Take Hugh Finch, for example.

Moira Lynch had long since noticed that after every divination, Hugh Finch’s reactions would slow down.

According to Hugh Finch himself, this was the price he had to pay.

After each divination, his bodily functions would begin to decline. However, this condition didn’t last long, and he would return to normal after a while.

The duration was determined by the matter he had divined.

For a fortune teller like Hugh Finch, whose only side effect after a divination was a temporary decline in bodily functions, such an ability was nothing short of revolutionary.

The man’s eyes were shut tight. The two streams of bloody tears slid down his cheeks and dripped onto his robe.

"If I’m not mistaken, SoySauceDrunkard is right here in this base we’re in."

"Where exactly?" From a dim corner, a refined-looking man asked.

"I don’t know. There seems to be something around her preventing my search. I’ve said what I was supposed to say. Can you let my family go now? They’re innocent."

So, the fortune teller before him had been abducted.

The refined-looking man had threatened the fortune teller’s entire family, forcing him to pay a great price to divine SoySauceDrunkard’s location.

The refined-looking man wore a smile, but his eyes were exceptionally cold. "Of course. I told you I would reunite your family. But before that, you need to tell me all the results of your divination."

The fortune teller didn’t answer immediately. He had now lost his sight, so he couldn’t see the murderous intent in the refined-looking man’s eyes.

But he knew that the other man was not someone who kept his word.

He just didn’t have any other choice.

So, after a moment’s hesitation, the fortune teller revealed the rest of his divination results.

"I divined that SoySauceDrunkard’s specific location is in Sector A or Sector B. And she is surrounded by a group of powerful individuals."

"Is that all?"

"That’s all!"

The next second, a spray of blood erupted from the fortune teller’s neck.

The refined-looking man had appeared behind the fortune teller at some point, holding a dagger that was dripping with blood.

The fortune teller’s empty eyes shot open, and he stared blankly ahead.

A demonic whisper echoed in his ear, "Your family has already gone on ahead. You’ll be reunited with them soon."

The fortune teller opened his mouth, but couldn’t manage to utter another word.

In truth, there was one last part of his divination that he hadn’t spoken: if the refined-looking man didn’t stop now, his own life would be in danger.

Watching the fortune teller take his last breath, the refined-looking man removed the purple robe from the body. He folded it carefully and put it away.

This robe was a top-tier item, but it could only be used by a fortune teller. Its purpose was to enhance a fortune teller’s divination ability and accuracy.

If not for this item, with the talent of the fortune teller he had just killed, it would have been absolutely impossible to divine anything about Moira Lynch.

He also stored away the fortune teller’s body.

Now that he had a specific area, he decided to begin the next phase of his plan.

The fortune teller had mentioned two locations, Sector A and Sector B. The refined-looking man was actually more inclined to believe it was Sector B.

’SoySauceDrunkard clearly has a low-key personality. The environments in Sector D and Sector C are too poor, while Sector A is too high-profile. Sector B is just right.’

Therefore, the refined-looking man decided to start his search in Sector B.