Chapter 336
The Russell family seemed to have quieted down a bit. Aside from the police carriage still parked across from the hotel, they had almost stopped sending people over.
On the 13th and 14th, both the Goddess of Salvation Church and the royal family issued statements promising to fully support the Ansu Medical Association's research on the "Corruption Plague."
The news these days was dominated by the "Corruption Plague," to the point where reports of the Orlando Republican Army's terrorist attacks in North Ansu had faded into the background.
The Orlando Republican Army also hoped for a resolution to the plague; if they weren't truly pushed to the brink, they wouldn't want to resort to terrorism.
By the 15th, the news cycle had shifted back to economic matters and gossip. One particularly interesting story was about Opode, whose return to Ansu City seemed to have been uncovered by a reporter's informant, taking up a significant portion of the coverage detailing his itinerary.
In Ansu City, Opode was quite the figure—young, wealthy, the son of a prince, and the commander of the Queen's Knights, making him the ideal dreamboat for many noble young ladies.
However, on the night of July 16th, while sleeping in a room with Aivina, Shaer felt a slight tremor in the hotel room.
This tremor woke her up; she was all too familiar with it.
It was the kind of vibration caused by an explosion, one that could only result from a significant number of siege explosives going off.
But there were no mines nearby that required blasting…
Soon, on the morning of the 17th, Shaer read about the cause of the tremor in an urgent print newspaper.
**[Explosion at the Royal Medical Research Institute in the North Suburbs]**
**[—293 dead or injured, 37 missing, Professor Ashford seriously injured]**
The Revelry Society had not ceased its activities.
Shaer felt a slight tightening in her chest.
She glanced at the countdown on her panel.
By noon, the simulated consumption would drop to 100 destiny points, and she had already prepared everything she needed to do in the simulation over the past few days.
To resolve Aivina's situation, she first needed to uncover the Russell family's and the Order of the God of Order's cards, to gauge the strength of those "Crown Guards."
After all, Shaer felt she had some experience dealing with the Crown Guards.
For this simulation, she planned to use the "Subverter" save file.
100 destiny points… it felt a bit painful to spend, but perhaps the "Subverter" could earn her some back.
Moreover, the "Subverter" was the strongest save file she had at her disposal, and in a task that required probing the depths of Ansu City, there was no reason not to use it.
Up until just before noon, Shaer was still refining what she needed to do in the simulation.
As the clock approached twelve, she lay back on the bed, opened the system panel, and quietly waited for time to pass.
**[Future: 100 Days (Year 741, October 25, 12:00) (Consume 100 Destiny Points)]**
At noon, the consumption of destiny points dropped from 200 to 100 on the dot. Shaer slowly closed her eyes and spoke:
"Future."
"No.1."
A silvery light engulfed everything before her, and just before her consciousness faded, her last thought was:
October 25th, 12 o'clock, no interruptions.
No unexpected events.
…
**[Future]**
**[Year 741, October 25, 12:00]**
**[Countdown - 23:59:59]**
The silvery light gradually faded from Shaer's vision, leaving only a countdown panel displaying the date, slowly disappearing before her.
Perfect… it would be exactly 100 days later.
Feeling the soft mattress beneath her, Shaer slowly opened her eyes.
This wasn't the hotel bed; had she moved into a new house?
"Shaer… Shaer… Shaer…"
A short, almost moaning voice calling her name pierced Shaer's ears.
As soon as she opened her eyes, her pupils constricted slightly.
Before her was a vast garden, surrounded by walls made of various flowers, plants, and trees, adorned with luxurious decorations and furniture. Above her loomed a massive golden iron cage, covered in glass, resembling a giant sunroom in the garden.
It was clear this was none of the houses she had previously visited.
What shocked Shaer even more was that she was bound and leaning against the bed.
In front of her sat a beautiful girl with wavy white hair and golden-red eyes, sitting naked and facing her, her posture suggestive.
The girl's eyes were glazed, appearing dazed, as she bit her left hand's finger while her right hand caressed her body, continuously murmuring Shaer's name.
As a wave of emotion washed over her, the girl trembled slightly, collapsing onto the chair, looking at Shaer with labored breaths.
Shaer: "?"
No?
Who are you?
Not the system? What are you doing here?
Is this still the future simulation?
Chapter 187: The Perverse, Obsessive Princess Windsor.
No?
Who are you? Where am I?
Shaer looked at the girl before her, unable to suppress her disgust, shrinking back slightly.
But she refrained from using her abilities to break free from the ropes that were clearly ineffective, quietly observing everything in front of her.
What had the simulated version of herself encountered? Why was she bound here? The simulated version could use all the subsystem abilities; even if she couldn't summon the 3rd-tier save "Instigator," the 2nd-tier save "Judicator" could easily escape this predicament.
Unless the simulated version had willingly allowed herself to be captured for some purpose.
But…
Where were the records?
Without a notebook documenting what had happened in the past few days, Shaer had no way of knowing the developments.
She needed to find the hints or notes the simulated version had left for her as soon as possible.
Upon seeing the disgust on Shaer's face, the girl blushed, her body twitching slightly.
After about ten seconds, she took a deep breath, donned a luxurious red cloak, climbed onto the bed, and slowly approached Shaer.
"Shaer… why can't you just say it… is it so hard to say you like me…?"
She moved to the foot of the bed, extending her hands to gently cradle Shaer's slightly cool right foot, stroking it slowly.
Shaer took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to kick her away, waiting for her next move.
If she dared to lick her foot, Shaer would really kick her head in.
"What a pity… such a pity… you have that magical silver-glowing ability, but you can't stay… you can't stay by my side forever…"
The girl's gaze intoxicatedly followed the arch of Shaer's foot up to her limbs, her smile disturbingly eerie.
"What a shame, I still have things to do… I'll be back later… my dear Shaer… you'll wait for me, right…?"
The girl gently set down Shaer's right foot as if handling a fragile piece of art, her soft actions completely contradicting the terrifying words she had just spoken.
Like a frenzied lunatic, Shaer had only felt this kind of vibe from Tara before, though Tara wasn't this twisted.
It wasn't until the girl opened the golden cage's door and left that Shaer gradually regained her composure, rubbing her right foot against the still relatively clean bedding.
What a hassle.
Creak—
Before Shaer could roll out of bed, the sound of a door opening made her quickly stop her movements and look toward the door.
Two well-dressed maids entered, their uniforms adorned with delicate lace, clearly distinguishing them from ordinary plain maid outfits.
One of the maids respectfully approached Shaer and said, "Miss Shaer, please turn your back to me. I will untie you."
The other maid, carrying a tray, skillfully walked over to the chair, beginning to wipe the "water stains" from the chair and carpet with the cloth on the tray.
Just two ordinary people?
Shaer slowly turned her back, waiting for the maid to untie her. Afterward, the maid began tidying up, seemingly ignoring Shaer on the bed.
With her hands supporting her body, Shaer slid off the bed. The two maids appeared unfazed, and after slipping on her slippers, she scanned the glass room before her gaze landed on the desk.
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