Nikke, something’s seriously wrong with this evacuation point! Chapter 18 18: That Researcher with XX Bigger Than Her Head?

When Charon took out the key to open the door, he finally realized what Andrew had ant earlier.

The dormitory had clearly been converted from an old hotel. And hotels like this usually weren't luxurious, just a single room.

Liliweiss followed quietly behind him, staring so intently that it was almost giving him goosebumps.

In the end, he braced himself and opened the door.

The room was indeed in a hotel style. The door faced a window, with only a faint bit of light slipping through the curtains. The whole place was dim, carrying a lazy, sowhat suggestive atmosphere.

"Uh… where's the light switch…"

Charon fumbled along the wall until he found a panel, and pressed it without hesitation.

Instantly, a ring of pink ambient lights around the ceiling lit up, bathing the entire room in a dark rosy glow.

Charon and Liliweiss froze for a few seconds. He imdiately turned it off and tried another switch, this ti finally getting normal white lighting.

"Uh… haha… guess this room wasn't exactly… respectable before."

The mont he said it, Charon wanted to slap himself. Why would he say that now?!

Unexpectedly, it was Liliweiss who broke the awkwardness this ti.

"Well… it used to be a tourist city. Rooms like this are pretty normal," she said, walking past him into the room.

Even though she hadn't said anything, Liliweiss's combat outfit already emphasized her figure quite a bit, and just now, Charon had instinctively glanced at her slim waist.

Won, especially beautiful ones, are far more sensitive to gazes than people think. Even though it was brief, that glance was enough to tint Liliweiss's ears with a faint blush.

She had wanted to ease the awkwardness, but what worried her most was Charon running away to sleep sowhere else, that she absolutely couldn't accept.

Sharing a room with him was already her small goal.

Unfortunately, there were two single beds. If it had been one big bed… it might have scared him off completely.

She didn't dare think further.

anwhile, Charon rushed straight into the bathroom. A thick frosted glass panel was the only barrier.

He looked at the switches carefully this ti. No more weird atmosphere accidents.

Besides the normal bathroom light, there was another switch labeled "Entertainnt."

Entertainnt sounded good, should help ease the awkwardness.

Probably music or a projector? Sothing for relaxing during a bath.

So he pressed it.

Click–

In an instant, the frosted glass turned completely transparent.

Liliweiss, standing by the bed, and Charon, standing by the bathtub, locked eyes, both completely stunned.

So this is what they ant by "entertainnt"?!

Couple-style entertainnt?! The kind that lures people into the bathroom?!

Liliweiss's face turned visibly pink. She had clearly imagined quite a few things already. Not only was the awkwardness not gone, it had sohow gotten even stranger.

Suddenly, a ringtone broke the silence. Liliweiss's phone lit up.

"…It's Rose."

Perfect timing.

"I just rembered sothing, I need to go talk to Andrew about mission details. Uh, you go ahead and rest. I'll be back… actually, no, we'll probably talk all night, so I might not co back. You sleep first !"

After blurting that out in one breath, Charon bolted out the door. His hurried footsteps faded quickly down the hallway.

Only then did Liliweiss slowly relax.

She sat down on the bed, gently running her hand over the slightly worn sheets, recalling Charon's flustered behavior, and let out a soft laugh.

"Commander… we have plenty of ti."

She answered Rose's call.

"Yeah… the examination is done. Nothing's wrong…"

…

When Charon rushed into the command center, he happened to run straight into Alex.

The man looked like he had just eaten sothing awful. He stopped mid-step, as if rembering sothing, then turned around and left without saying a word.

Interesting.

That looked like soone who tried to stir trouble through higher-ups but got warned, and now could only avoid him.

After all, Charon's identity was generated by the Disguise Mode. To others, it seed perfectly normal, but originally, that "normality" only applied to the commander whose identity he copied… Andrew.

Which ant Andrew probably had quite a mysterious background, but that wasn't Charon's concern.

Their relationship was already at the level of trash-talking brothers. Digging into each other's secrets wasn't his style. If Andrew wanted to say sothing, he would.

Sure enough, Andrew was in the command room, currently slacking off.

Feet up on the desk, sunglasses still on indoors. Maximum arrogance.

Charon took a deep breath.

"Recruit Andrew!"

The shout startled Andrew so badly he jumped up and snapped to attention.

"Present!"

"Have you finished your self-criticism report?!"

"Report, not yet–wait, you bastard!"

Halfway through, he realized the voice sounded familiar. Turning around, he saw Charon trying not to laugh, and shot him a resentful glare.

"Man, I've got a weak heart. Don't scare like that."

"Hahaha!"

"I'll kill you!"

After sitting back down, Andrew looked at him with a pained expression.

"Alex said he was going to assign so work. I thought it was him."

"Even your background can't suppress that guy?"

"Bullshit. Him? …Whatever, forget it. What about you, why are you here?"

Clearly changing the subject, but Charon didn't care.

"Two things. First, was that room your doing?"

"Uh… I swear that had nothing to do with . Next question, next question."

"Second, tell . Is this mission dangerous?"

Andrew went silent for a second.

"Why do you ask?"

"If it's just observation from a distance, with Liliweiss's current power, why would VTC personnel co all the way to the front line? I rember testing grounds for new weapons aren't even here. Is it really just for her?"

"I don't know," Andrew shook his head. "Anything related to Nikkes is no longer my business. The project was originally a choice between you and . The mont you got involved, I lost access to all further details. If even you don't know, there's no way I would."

"I see." Charon nodded. "Then I'll go ask them directly."

"You think they'll just tell you classified info like that?"

"Karen, the maintenance researcher, said she wanted to talk."

"That researcher with boobs bigger than her head?!" Andrew's eyes lit up.

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