Although it was just a guess, Bai Wu felt more certain after seeing the reaction of the dissected woman.
"Who is that... to my knowledge, there’s no such person among the passengers," said the dissected woman, her voice tinged with pain.
Bai Wu watched for micro-expressions on Evil Fallen, her first reaction was genuine—there was no need for her to pretend.
"It seems that at least one character in the na Yan Jiu is triggering for her. Could it be that the person who toyed with her all those years ago bore that surna? Is that why she showed an expression of pain?"
The various clues in his mind were coming together, almost allowing him to unravel the riddle.
But now he really wanted to know if there was anything else that only Evil Fallen was aware of.
This was a crucial step in verification, one could only empathize by becoming Evil Fallen. That’s why he had kept the watch on his wrist and not taken it off.
If the watch went haywire, maintaining a value over two hundred, just thirty seconds would be enough for Bai Wu to beco a creature with multiple eyes on one arm and Xie Mo Corner, and trailing broken bone wings behind.
The dissected woman’s pain and resentnt did not subside, seven hundred years had passed, and her grudge against that person was still imnse.
Bai Wu felt sowhat desolate:
"I co from High Tower, the destination that this airplane will never reach."
The term High Tower once again agitated the female Evil Fallen, her face still beautiful but filled with resentnt and venom, her sclera turning red.
Bai Wu remained unmoved:
"I had a friend who went missing. Her na is Yan Jiu. Before she disappeared, she left a string of numbers through a painting. These numbers are the code for this region. I don’t know if you can understand , but to find her, my captain and I ca to this cursed place. Yet I can’t find her, she’s the most important person to , and if I can’t find her, I am not going back!"
Although Bai Wu had guessed that Yan Jiu was not in this region at all, he still wanted to speak his mind.
Especially seeing how the woman seed sowhat stunned, Bai Wu was sure that she must know so clues.
"I love her, she’s different from others. She has an unimaginable talent for painting, yet lacks the ability of a normal person to feel joy. She often practices her smile alone in front of a mirror, just to make herself appear more like a normal person, to be more likable! She is so lonely that the only people she can talk to are all ntal patients!"
"She is already so pitiful, why should she be taken to this damned place? Tell where she is! Please! I have already died here over and over again, all those Evil Fallen want to eat , you are the only one who can talk! You know where she is, don’t you?"
This rambling plea brought a look of surprise to the eyes of the dissected woman.
Bai Wu watched all this closely, also keeping track of the ti.
Who isn’t an Oscar-worthy actor?
Pick the right ti, find the right person, tell a story they hope to hear, et these three elents, and the lie is half successful.
If one also has acting skills, aning the emotional feedback is on point, then the success rate is further increased.
Bai Wu was convinced that this was the right mont, the Evil Fallen were all drawn by the captain, and right in front of him was indeed the right person.
"Despair spreads, indicating that this woman is the source of the spread, the cause of turning a plane full of people sorrowful, into Evil Fallen."
"She looks human, and if her clothes covered her split abdon, she would seem just like a neurotic woman."
"So she must have beco Evil Fallen before boarding the plane. With her on board, it’s only a matter of ti before the others are overwheld by negative emotions."
"But whether she has anything to do with the plane explosion and space-ti cycle, I am still not certain."
"Now I am certain that Yan Jiu knew the code, but she has never been here. Perhaps she left that painting because her consciousness... has so connection with this woman."
When Bai Wu first saw the female Evil Fallen with a dissected abdon, he noticed another ssage—
A half-beating heart. Why would there be half a heart?
"I had thought that once she beca Evil Fallen, the child within her should have died, but now it seems that was not the case... That child was likely alive at the ti and was living as a human before being taken into High Tower by Professor Yan."
"In a sense, the child who survived in the Evil Fallen mother’s womb is also Professor Yan’s child. This bloodline has probably spread within High Tower, inhabiting the most noble fifth tier."
"Evil Fallen are mostly filled with resentnt and pain, with a distorted view of the world. Just like Hong Yin is very kind, but such absolute kindness is itself a distortion. Even many Evil Fallen’s emotions are fragnted."
"So, as the offspring of Evil Fallen, could it be that the Yan Jiu lineage also beca emotionally fragnted, unable to feel joy?"
"If the C-section Evil Fallen is an ancestral figure from seven hundred years ago in the Yan Jiu lineage, then Yan Jiu leaving behind a set of numbers, prompting exploration, would make sense, there would be a connection between them! Maybe it’s related to that half a heart?"
Bai Wu’s series of deductions lacked just one key point—how did Yan Jiu co to know those numbers!
Seeing Bai Wu’s pained expression, the Evil Fallen woman wasn’t surprised by his emotional change.
After all, the closer one gets to this place, to her, the more one feels despair and helplessness, she said mockingly:
"I don’t know this Yan Jiu you speak of, heh, is everything you’ve done for her really worth it? You can’t go back to High Tower anymore."
"As long as it can save her... it’s worth it."
Bai Wu was resolute yet filled with deep emotion.
The C-section Evil Fallen looked at Bai Wu, no longer with a ferocious expression, but instead staring at him intently with her crimson eyes.
The runaway numbers on his wristwatch made the Evil Fallen Transformation on Bai Wu beco more and more severe.
At this mont, Bai Wu faintly felt a mysterious force that seed to want to leave a mark on him!
He looked at his arm, which had grown many eyes.
[One, two, three... okay, I know you’re not interested in eyes, so I’ll tell you so bad news you are interested in. When you unconsciously think of a certain string of numbers, it ans you are completely bound to this area and cannot leave. There’s still a way out—it’s either the Doomsday Fragnt or reverting from your Evil Fallen form.]
Indeed...
Evil Fallen are the product of their region, and each one can sense the area numbers!
It all makes sense now.
This explains why Yan Jiu knew the area numbers because the C-section woman knew them, she told her!
There was no excitent on his face. Wu Jiu’s wristwatch numbers were too high, attracting all the powerful Evil Fallen from the economy and first-class sections to co, but they hadn’t shown up yet.
Bai Wu was worried about Wu Jiu but also showed a pained and broken expression:
"I will find her! I must find her!"
Like a person unwilling to give up, deceiving himself.
Under Bai Wu’s seamless performance, the C-section Evil Fallen didn’t appear so indifferent anymore, and she finally provided a clue:
"She is indeed not on this plane; she is still in High Tower. I know where she is, but you can’t go back. Forget her. What awaits you is only death and Reincarnation over and over again."
Hey, there’s a chance!
Bai Wu was like a drowning man who suddenly caught hold of a plank:
"Is she... safe? Is she hurt? And how do you know this? Tell !"
(I will put up new Chapters the day after tomorrow at noon. I will stay up late tonight and tomorrow to try and offer a large update. Today’s update is a bit late, the primary school next door was holding a sports eting, it was really distressing with the noise. I’ll post this Chapter now as I’m not in the best state of mind; I’ll revise it later.)
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