Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1116 - 390: Sewer, Wax Paper, Screw, Craftsman_4

Chapter 1116: Chapter 390: Sewer, Wax Paper, Screw, Craftsman_4

Wayne looked at Heya, with an eighty-percent face and a hundred-percent devil’s body; she still had an extremely high head-turn rate even walking down the street.

It was puzzling; he remembered that Heaven’s aesthetic wasn’t like this, or could it be that in Heya’s eyes, the eighty-percent and hundred-percent in normal human aesthetic were both zero?

In fact, after awakening, did Heya always think of herself as an ugly woman?

Wayne tilted his head, contemplating that there might really be such a possibility.

In terms of appearance, Angels are all about looks; using Heaven’s aesthetic standards before reincarnation, and human ones after, not allowing themselves to be uglier than humans, they’ve already encoded pride deep into their bones.

Hexuno/Mona, Archibald, Dierda, Heya, even the tank operator Kel, each one of them is at the peak of the attractiveness scale.

After awakening, their aesthetic sense gradually returned to that of Heaven, humans in their eyes became odd creatures walking on two legs.

Thinking of this, Wayne decided to go back and ask Hexuno if every time he struggled so violently, was it because he found Wayne ugly?

If that was the case, he had a shape that conformed to Heaven’s aesthetics.

"Wayne, have you been exposed too?" Dierda exclaimed in surprise.

"Thanks to you guys..."

Wayne shared his suspicions, wondering, "Logically, I’ve already changed to a new identity with a different name, even if I was exposed, they shouldn’t have been able to find me so quickly."

It couldn’t be because Prussia’s black technology was the best in the world, with surveillance cameras installed everywhere, and facial recognition functions, right?

The three of them exchanged glances.

Heya said, "Since we’ve been exposed, let’s revise the plan. Berlin is full of Devil’s minions, and the local Holy See’s influence has already been controlled by the Devil. We split into three groups, review the intelligence as fast as we can, and return to the Papal State once it’s confirmed correct."

"That’s not appropriate, the intelligence we obtained previously all came from the local Holy See’s influence, and since they have been controlled, it means all the places we need to investigate are traps." Wayne shook his head lightly; going there would be like walking into a net.

"Isn’t that even better, to see what kind of surprise they have prepared for us?" Heya’s mouth curved in a wry smile.

Made sense!

Wayne nodded inwardly, he could guess what the surprise was—going by the Prussian’s conservatism, the surprise could only be the Devil’s Container, which was exactly within the range of investigation.

"But this way, we won’t be able to investigate deeply and gather more information."

Dierda looked at Wayne, pondering, "How about if Heya and I forcefully break into the traps, while you continue to lurk in the dark?"

"Doable."

Wayne nodded; there were several research facilities he planned to visit tonight, and it fitted well with his intentions.

"By the way, is your Incomplete Philosopher’s Stone fixed yet?"

"Not yet, but it’s close."

"Alright, Heya and I will delay our action for a few days, striving to create a good opportunity for you to infiltrate the Devil’s circle."

"If you put it that way, the Philosopher’s Stone is already fixed. There’s too much risk in waiting; you and The Walking Lust can take action tonight."

"..."x2

"I think the plan is feasible. We have brains here, we have strength, and we have Lust, so let’s settle on this." Wayne clapped, affirmatively deciding the course.

"Fair point." Dierda glanced at Heya.

"Asshole, what are you looking at, do you think I’m Lust?" Heya raged.

"Wayne said..."

"Shut up!"

The three discussed the specifics of the execution phase, with Dierda pulling out a map to point things out; with the wisdom of the crowd, they soon finalized a detailed plan.

"Based on previous intelligence, these locations are where the Devil’s Container is most likely to appear tonight. I and The Walking... Heya..."

"Failure is almost certain, but I and The Walking Heya will try to cause a bigger commotion. Wayne, you collect evidence on the other side; don’t worry about us. As long as we don’t encounter the Demon King, we can deal with any enemy."

"Dierda..." Wayne gave a strange look.

"What?"

"Don’t you know you often say things that lead to the team’s demise?" Wayne was speechless; speaking words that almost beckoned for an emergency box wasn’t just being a bad team player but rather a catastrophe engine.

"Really? Are you sure it’s not just you overthinking?"

"Let’s hope so, good luck."

Wayne waved his hand to leave, the two Reincarnated Angels brought bad vibes, causing even the church to become tainted with a bit of evil aura. It was not a place to stay long, lest he also become affected.

"Boss, those two aren’t in trouble, are they?" Regina turned her head back to look at the church, worried.

"They should be fine," Odilia said with some uncertainty.

"Then they’re definitely fine!" Wayne stated confidently.

Watching the Party Guard Corps seemingly form a cordon on the streets, Wayne had an ominous premonition: "Could it be they’re after us again... Is there really some kind of Heaven’s Net surveillance?"

"Let’s go, to the research facility from yesterday. The most dangerous place is the safest place; let’s take tonight to rest and ready ourselves for a big score." Wayne led his two secretaries into a corner and proceeded into the sewer.

He was eager to see if the sewer truly held secret packets wrapped in oil paper with screws and craftsmen.