CHAPTER 572: CHAPTER 347: EPILOGUE (PART 2)_4

"Able to immunize against toxins, and also immune to my Restraint Truth, could it be that you are... one of the puppets created by the Father of Puppets?"

Urushibara Ryuri was silent for a moment, then turned her face slightly and smiled nonchalantly.

"Yes." She said softly, "Actually, Urushibara Ryuri, this person, has long been dead... and the current me is just one of the Father of Puppets’ creations."

Black Cocoon thought for a long time before asking, "Then why are you different from the other puppets?"

"Because, unlike other puppets, the Father of Puppets used his Spiritual Ability to grant me self-awareness, activating my brain."

Urushibara Ryuri paused: "Because I am under the supervision of the Father of Puppets, and the Mentor controls the Father of Puppets, they never worry about betrayal from me." As she spoke, she suddenly curled her lips, a glimmer of light flashed in her glazed pupils, "Yes, unfortunately, the Father of Puppets is dead, so I will soon disappear too, at most I can hold on for another half a day."

It was a while before Black Cocoon came to.

"No wonder, if that’s the case, then all the anomalies can be explained."

"Right, it’s not just the toxin, your Restraint Truth as well, and the Mentor’s Spiritual Imprint doesn’t work on me."

"Why?"

"Because I am just a puppet, and the Father of Puppets has greater control over me than the Mentor does," Urushibara Ryuri said, "so you can freely ask me about the Salvation Society; rather, I am the only one in the Salvation Society who can freely answer your questions."

She spoke word by word, lowering her voice, "Because even if I answer your questions, I won’t be driven to brain death by the Mentor’s Spiritual Imprint like the others, understand?"

Black Cocoon met her gaze, then took a deep breath, oxygen piercing into his lungs like a sharp sword, slowly cooling his excited spirit.

"It seems I really found the right person." He scratched his chin, "Quite a stroke of luck."

"Aren’t you going to ask?" Urushibara Ryuri teased, "If you don’t ask now, this huge opportunity just might slip away."

"Uh... are you willing to answer my questions?" Black Cocoon squinted his eyes.

"If I don’t want to answer, can you really threaten me?" Urushibara Ryuri said lightly, "I am already a dead person, what do I have to fear?"

"Alright." Black Cocoon knew she would say that, "Then I’ll ask differently, what would it take for you to answer my questions?"

"Very simple, I have one condition."

"Say it."

"Before I die, I want to see my brother one last time." Urushibara Ryuri was silent for a moment, then said softly.

"Who is your brother?" Black Cocoon tilted his head, feigning ignorance.

"You should know him too, he’s the leader of the White Crow Travel Brigade—Urushibara Osamu."

"Alright, that’s not a problem." Black Cocoon said, "But first I need you to prove that you can reveal information about the Salvation Society without being killed by a Spiritual Imprint."

"Restricted-level Superpower User 1002, Ji Minghuan." Urushibara Ryuri suddenly said.

Black Cocoon was startled for a moment.

"It’s you, isn’t it?" Urushibara Ryuri raised her eyes, directly staring into Black Cocoon’s eyes.

Black Cocoon shook his head, "No, I don’t know that thing, but you just mentioned restricted-level, right? That’s what surprises me, do restricted levels really exist in the world?"

Urushibara Ryuri silently looked at him, as if she were looking at someone feigning sleep.

After a moment, she suddenly laughed, "You were present at that incident in London too, weren’t you? The Mentor specifically instructed me to keep an eye on those kids and to observe if you appeared on the scene. Back then in that underground tavern, the boy who wouldn’t let go of the white-haired little girl, he’s ’Ji Minghuan’, the world’s only restricted-level Superpower User."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "I’ve said this much, do you believe me now? Or do you think the Salvation Society would allow me to reveal information about restricted-level 1001?"

"Alright, it seems you truly can freely disclose information about the Salvation Society without being affected by a Spiritual Imprint." Black Cocoon said, "So, if I bring Urushibara Osamu here to meet you, will you answer my questions?"

"Yes."

"Okay, then I’m going to reverse the order." Black Cocoon said, "You answer my questions first, and I’ll let you meet your dear brother before you die."

"I knew you would say that." Urushibara Ryuri said, "Well, there’s nothing I can do about it."

"Right?"

"Mm." Urushibara Ryuri said, "Ask what you want, anything at all."

"Where is the base of the Salvation Society?"

"Iceland. Underneath Hofsjökull glacier." After speaking, Urushibara Ryuri provided a photograph showing the approximate location on the map.

Black Cocoon was momentarily stunned, seemingly not expecting such a straightforward response, almost without hesitation.

"Evidence?"

"How could I, a living dead person, have any evidence? Believe it or not."

"Then how am I supposed to believe you?"

"I’m a puppet of the Salvation Society, on the verge of death, what reason would I have to lie to you, what benefit would there be to keeping their secrets?"

"That’s true."

"Actually, if possible, I would rather provide you with all the information on the Salvation Society. They experimented on me, even turned me into a puppet." Urushibara Ryuri said softly, "Since I’ve answered all your questions, I just want to see my brother, is that alright?"

"How many Catastrophe Levels are there in the Salvation Society?" Black Cocoon was silent for a moment, then asked.