CHAPTER 106: CHAPTER 106: THE PROMISE FROM THE PAST

The man in the black mask fell silent again when he heard the words "save the world."

After a long pause, he finally spoke. "I believe your instincts, but things aren’t as simple as you think. The organization is in big trouble. Our most important task right now is to collect materials and strengthen the group."

"Also, the leader has ordered you to send someone to watch [Prism] closely."

"The deputy has already left the base and will arrive in Dolren City soon. You need to prepare to receive him. Don’t make any mistakes."

Skyler was surprised by these words. His face showed tension, as if the coming deputy was a big pressure on him.

Skyler swallowed hard and asked: "Will [Prism] people appear in Dolren City? Is it because that person with the ability to speak inside their group has woken up again?"

The man in the black mask looked cold and warned: "Some things are not for you to know. Don’t ask."

"Prepare yourself to meet the deputy. With him here, the [Cold Calamity] near Dolren City won’t really happen."

Skyler nodded.

...

High up in the sky, ten thousand meters above the ground, inside a very luxurious private plane.

The deputy of the [Ghostfang] organization, Jade, known as [Plague Ghost], was looking out the window, lost in thought.

Next to him was a girl with pale skin and the look of someone under ten years old, who was completely focused on her phone screen.

Jade glanced over and frowned. "I’ve told you so many times, don’t watch those beheading videos right next to me."

The girl pouted and said: "I was just trying to keep you company on this mission. Why are you saying I’m a ten-year-old kid? I’m so sad, waaaah."

Jade corrected him: "First of all, it was you who insisted on coming with me. Second, your real age is already forty. Stop pretending to be a kid."

After hearing Jade’s words, the girl’s eyes flashed with a hint of killing intent. She instinctively looked at Jade’s neck.

Jade turned his head and looked out the window. "Be good. You just came from Dawnfall Online into the real world. You can’t fight too much yet, or you’ll be rejected by the rules of the real world and sent back to the game."

"Killing is just a means to an end. [Head-Cutter], you’ve already gotten lost in the pleasure of killing. You can’t get out of it anymore."

The girl known as [Head-Cutter] rolled her eyes and said: "You, the one who spreads disease and plague, the [Plague Ghost—do you really have the right to talk to me like that?"

The atmosphere went quiet instantly.

After about ten minutes, [Head-Cutter], who had finished watching all the beheading videos on her phone, got bored and started playing with her nails.

Then she said: "You know, if we really find that person, what are we going to do?"

Jade slowly looked away from the window. He leaned back, looked up at the light above, and said:

"According to the promise we made before, the whole [Ghostfang] organization will be handed over to that person."

"And we will help that person save this rotten world."

[Head-Cutter] sighed and said in a knowing way: "It’s been twenty years. How many people can still keep their original intention and follow through on their promises?"

"Besides, we don’t even know if that person is even worthy of leading [Ghostfang], or if he has any talent worth developing."

"Maybe he’s just a useless nobody now. If that’s the case, would you still follow the promise?"

Jade didn’t answer. He slowly closed his eyes.

[Head-Cutter] looked out the window, at the night sky, and said: "It’s been a long time since I saw such bright stars."

"The [Prophet] from the [Prism] organization must have woken up. No one else could have found the son of the [Ghost King]."

Jade silently said the words [Ghost King] in his mind.

Twenty years had passed, and a lot had happened. His memory of other things had become a bit fuzzy.

But he still clearly remembered the moment when [Ghost King] first founded the [Ghostfang] organization.

He clenched his fist and said with determination: "If I made a promise back then, I will stand by him and help him take over the whole [Ghostfang] organization, as long as I find the son of [Ghost King]."

[Head-Cutter] asked: "Even if he’s a failure?"

[Plague Ghost] Jade nodded and said: "Even if he’s a failure, he still has to face his fate. But as long as his talent is at least **Orange-quality**, he’s not really a failure in my eyes."

After saying that, Jade turned his head and looked out the window.

How long had passed? The private plane was flying over the dark night sky, finally arriving above Dolren City.

As the plane passed over an old, abandoned building, Ethan stood on the rooftop, taking a deep breath.

This was a place he had chosen on purpose—very quiet, and no one would come by at night.

On the rooftop, there were five or six flashlights, shining brightly on a metal cage.

Inside the cage was the sick calico cat Ethan had bought. It kept scratching at the bars, trying to escape.

The cat was in very bad shape and wouldn’t live through the night.

Ethan had seen it at a pet store, about to be put to sleep. At that moment, the cat didn’t seem to want to accept its fate, and kept biting the cage with its broken teeth.

The store employee said the cat had broken many of its teeth, but it still tried to escape.

Ethan looked down at the cat and said softly: "I know you don’t want to die. You don’t want to accept fate. I feel the same way."

"There’s a chance to live right in front of us."

Ethan pulled out the batch of blue liquid. He took a syringe, carefully filled it with some of the medicine, and then bent down, looking at the cat and continued:

"Come on, let’s see if Lady Luck is on our side."

It seemed like the calico cat had understood Ethan’s words. Just a moment ago, it had been struggling hard, but now it suddenly went quiet.

It tried to stand up, then rested its head in the gap of the metal cage. Slowly, it stretched out one of its paws.

Ethan was surprised. He hadn’t expected the cat he bought to be so smart.

He took a deep breath, then gently reached out with his left hand and rubbed the cat’s head.

"Live. No matter what. Live with all your strength."

Then, without hesitation, Ethan injected the medicine from the syringe into the cat’s body.

When the needle pierced the cat’s skin, it didn’t make a sound. It just stared at Ethan.

Ethan felt like there was something in its eyes—like hope.

But just then, the quiet cat suddenly let out a loud, painful scream.

Under the flashlight, Ethan could clearly see the spot where he had injected the medicine. A faint blue light started to glow there.

The light moved like worms, crawling through the cat’s body, spreading quickly through its blood.

In just a few seconds, the cat’s body began to swell. It coughed up a lot of black blood.

Ethan watched as it slowly closed its eyes, and the blue light inside its body faded away.

Soon, the cat stopped moving completely. It stopped breathing.

Ethan took a deep breath. He wasn’t sure if the medicine was bad or if the cat was just too weak to handle it.

It looked like he would need to find a healthier test subject next time.

He put the cat’s body into a bag, planning to bury it somewhere.

When he was walking down from the rooftop, he suddenly felt the bag move.

Ethan stopped immediately and opened the bag.

The calico cat, which had just stopped breathing, was slowly opening its eyes. Then it looked at Ethan and said:

"Meow~"

Before Ethan could react, it closed its eyes again and didn’t move.

Ethan quickly reached out and put his hand near the cat’s nose.

It was still breathing, just very weak. It wasn’t dead yet.

...

In a fancy single room at the hospital, Ethan was lying in bed, watching the calico cat inside a cage. He was deep in thought.

Now the cat looked much better than before. It had woken up again, making sounds and sticking out its tongue, licking its mouth.

Ethan realized it was trying to tell him it was hungry. He quickly found it a lot of food.

It ate a lot—enough to match what a grown man would eat in one sitting.

After eating, it fell asleep again.

Now Ethan could clearly hear its breathing. It looked like the blue medicine had worked.

He held the bottle of blue medicine in his hand. He planned to watch it for a few more days, making sure there were no side effects before trying it again.

If he had enough time, he would definitely study the medicine carefully. But he didn’t have time, and he didn’t have proper equipment either.

So he had to test it in the simplest and most direct way.

It was already very late, and Ethan was ready to go to sleep.

But just then, he heard a loud and hurried noise coming from outside the hospital room.