Exploring Technology in a Wizard World-Chapter 1322 - 1320: An Acquaintance?

On the other side, a thin-lipped intruder entered a bedroom and was rummaging through drawers looking for something.

"Bang!"

Just halfway through, the door was pushed open, and the Witch Demon Elder strode in.

The intruder was startled.

The Witch Demon Elder glanced over coldly and said, "Are you going to fall yourself, or do you want me to help? Time is tight, choose quickly and don’t waste time."

"Ah?" The Witch Demon Elder’s words left the intruder a bit dazed, but the intruder soon came to his senses, having no intention of resisting, he decisively rushed towards the window.

But the next moment, his feet halted unexpectedly, and he fell down uncontrollably with a thud. Turning his head, he saw that at some point, his ankle had been enveloped in a dense black mist.

Then he saw more black mist in front of the Witch Demon Elder condense into a black scythe. The Witch Demon Elder grasped it and unceremoniously swung it at him.

"Ah, no, bang!"

After a brief cry of alarm, the Witch Demon Elder dragged the person outside by the leg.

On another side.

The third intruder was in yet another room, doing the same thing as his companion.

While the Eight-Armed Skeleton Anan stood in the corner, quietly watching the person carry out these actions—he had been standing there for more than a dozen seconds.

Anan intended to wait until the person noticed him before making a move naturally. Unexpectedly, the intruder was too absorbed in his work, and coupled with Anan’s naturally concealment ability, one might mistake him for a quirky specimen decoration if not looked at closely. Thus, the intruder’s gaze swept across him several times without noticing, continuing his search.

Anan felt a bit embarrassed. If it were someone else, they would have coughed at this moment to remind the intruder and break the awkwardness.

But the problem is, he doesn’t have the ability to cough—he can’t even speak, so how could he cough?

Then...

After enduring for another dozen seconds, Anan didn’t want to wait anymore, so he simply stepped forward to the working intruder.

At that moment, the intruder gleefully pulled a slip of paper from a book and carefully read its contents, while Anan walked up behind him and tapped the person’s shoulder with his skeletal hand.

The person instinctively turned his head, only to meet Anan’s skull head, where two ghost fires were quietly burning in the eye sockets.

"Ah!" The intruder exclaimed involuntarily, but only halfway through before it was interrupted, "Ah—gah!"

Anan precisely reached out to grasp the intruder’s neck, not giving him a chance to use any spells, and already swinging him fiercely onto the ground.

"Bang!"

The intruder lost consciousness.

Anan shrugged, grabbed the intruder’s hair, and dragged him face down outside.

"Scratch—Scratch—"

The intruder’s cheek rubbed against the ground, making an unpleasant sound.

...

Meanwhile, while her companions were encountering disaster one after another, the fourth intruder entered the study in the mansion.

Although unaware of her companions’ tragic fate, the fourth intruder nonetheless felt something amiss, prompting her to quicken her pace.

Yes, her.

This was a woman with shoulder-length hair, who habitually walked with her toes pinched upward, like a cat, silent and stealthy.

She quickly flipped through various books and documents in the study, searching for valuable items with extreme efficiency.

And while the woman was busy, Bi Bi quietly approached the room, slipped in through the window, and sneaked up behind the woman, ready to make a swift move to capture her.

Bi Bi was already envisioning the scene of going to Richard with the news, feeling proud and elated.

But there’s a saying: if you look so beautiful, don’t think so beautiful.

Just as Bi Bi lifted her hand to chop at the intruding woman’s neck, the woman suddenly sensed something, put down the books she was flipping through, and turned around abruptly.

Their eyes met, Bi Bi’s hand paused in mid-air, and the situation instantly became awkward.

"Uh, that..." Bi Bi’s eyes turned as she tried to speak, planning to gain the woman’s trust to find a chance to deal with her—no choice, since Richard sealed half of her power, making it difficult to tackle foes head-on, she had to resort to tricks.

Unexpectedly, while she was wracking her brain to think, the woman spoke first.

The intruding woman hesitated for a moment, glanced at Bi Bi, raised her eyebrows, and tidied her bangs with slight surprise, asking Bi Bi, "What are you doing here?"

"Ah?" Bi Bi was stunned, taking a while to ask the long-haired woman, "You... you know me?"

"Of course I know you. The materials for part of your body were collected by me," the woman said, pressing her bangs, somewhat puzzled, "What... you don’t remember me? Looks like you had issues later, your memory was reset, or you’ve suffered such severe damage that parts of your memory were lost."

"Uh..."

Only then did Bi Bi notice the Black Iron Ring on the woman’s hand, revealing her as a member of the Truth Society.

Listening to the woman’s words, Bi Bi couldn’t help but widen her eyes, her expression growing strange, for a moment not knowing how to respond.

All along, she felt she was just herself, but upon hearing the woman’s words, she realized... she was merely a fragmented existence. She had a past? But her memory was erased? Who was she exactly?

She...

"You’re here on a mission too, right?" The long-haired woman let go of her hair and interrupted Bi Bi’s thoughts.

Bi Bi looked at the trusting face of the long-haired woman, opened and closed her mouth several times, before finally forcing out a word: "Yes... I think."

"So that means the organization sent two groups to this target location?" the woman mused after thinking for a few seconds, "That’s good, as I hardly trust those stupid Sikas assisting me, now with you here, it’ll surely help. So next, you stay here and search the room for valuable items, while I go check those stupid Sikas’ progress and then search for new intelligence. Sound good?"

"No problem." Bi Bi shook her head.

"Good then." Without any nonsense, the woman flipped her hair and turned to leave.

Bi Bi suddenly exclaimed, "Well..."

"Huh?" The woman halted, turned her head with confusion, "What?"

"Nothing..." Bi Bi waved her hand somewhat guiltily.

"Alright." The woman exhaled and continued walking away.

But after two steps, sensing something, she stopped again, turned her head somewhat helplessly, "What... bang!"

Without finishing her sentence, she felt a tremor in her body, her mind overwhelmed with dizziness. Struggling to turn her head, she saw Bi Bi’s hand chopping at her neck, and Bi Bi’s beautiful yet innocent face.

"You..." The woman glared, full of incomprehension, crying out.

Bi Bi pursed her lips tightly, didn’t answer, seeing the woman hadn’t completely fainted, withdrew her hand and decisively struck again.

"Bang!"

Two consecutive strikes, the woman finally couldn’t hold out, her eyes rolled over, she fell limp, her hair a mess, lying at Bi Bi’s feet.

Bi Bi looked at the woman for several seconds, complicatedly grabbed the woman’s arm, and dragged her outside.