Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 242 - 242 14 Witch and the Hidden God_2

242: Chapter 14 Witch and the Hidden God_2 242: Chapter 14 Witch and the Hidden God_2 Standing before Gongsun Ce was a black-haired girl with a ponytail, whose curves reminded him of the young miss when she first came to the City of the Vault of Heaven.

She was dressed in a white hooded sweatshirt and shorts, with a lollipop in her mouth, looking just like a cool high school girl fresh out of class.

The girl put one hand in her sweatshirt pocket and pointed to herself with her thumb, saying cheerfully, “I’m Chuyun Linai from the Seven Luminaries Divine Sect.

As you can see, I’m a witch!”

Gongsun Ce’s gaze focused mainly on the sweatshirt and the lollipop.

After being silent for two seconds, he struggled to say, “…I’m sorry, I really couldn’t tell.”

“Liar!”

Shiyu Ling shook his head and commented, “You and a witch have nothing in common.”

“Don’t judge a book by its cover, you two!” Linai retorted, huffing with indignation.

The investigators from the City of the Vault of Heaven followed the self-proclaimed witch through the quiet forest—this is how it should normally unfold.

However, a certain Superpower User, driven by personal motives, had slightly delayed the action.

“Please wait a moment, just 10 seconds will do.”

Gongsun Ce, lying spread-eagle on the grass, gazed up at the dazzling night sky.

The stars seen from the ground were not as bright as those above.

The gravity that allowed him to lie on the grass felt no different from when he was on the back of the giant dragon.

The air in the forest carried the scent of grass and soil, which could also be smelled on the mountains in Cangshou District.

However, was it a psychological effect?

Somewhere in his heart, he still felt the difference.

The sense of reality from leaving the City of the Vault of Heaven struck him the moment he lay down on the ground.

“Are you airsick?” asked the hooded witch.

Standing beside him, the Hunter responded instead.

“Heh, he’s just been up in the skies so long that he’s got a funny sense of homesickness, that’s all.”

“What are you talking about?

I’m just appreciating the natural scenery that’s different from the big city.”

“Feel free to continue.” Shiyu Ling sneered mockingly, “Hearing your brittle lies only brings me more joy.”

“Tsk.”

Why did I have to team up with you, of all the terrible people.

Gongsun Ce got up from the ground, brushing the grass off himself.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, let’s get going.”

Linai smiled with her hands in her pockets.

“No worries, no worries!

You two seem to get along really well.”

Who gets along with him/her!

The two investigators voiced similar exclamations again.

Miss Witch casually cleaned out her ears, thinking this journey would be quite noisy.

Darkness surrounded them.

There were no streetlights in the forest, and no man-made light could be seen.

Sneakers crunched over tree branches with a snap, crackle, and pop.

The possums out for their night feed were startled by the noise and hurriedly hid in their burrows.

Miss Witch leading the way used her phone’s app as a flashlight and asked casually, “You two are headed to Dahe Island, right?”

Gongsun Ce thought Chuyun Linai to be a quite friendly girl.

She seemed different from those high school girls in the City of the Vault of Heaven who try their best not to talk much with strangers; she was like someone who’d happily chat with a stranger she came across on the side of the road.

“Our destination is Weiyuan City, the capital of Zero Island, but I didn’t expect to land on Purple Island first.”

“That’s a sensible arrangement.

If you had flown directly to Dahe Island, the Ninja Army would definitely have divined your exact moves.

Besides, before starting your mission, you’d need to pay your respects to the Lord of God first.”

Adding a short “na” at the end of the sentence gave it a laid-back feel.

Although the girl’s face was not visible from behind, there was always the sense that she was speaking with narrowed eyes.

It was kind of cute, but such thoughts couldn’t be blurted out in front of someone you’ve just met.

“Lord of God refers to what?”

“You’ve seen the data, haven’t you?” replied Shiyu Ling instead of Chuyun Linai, “She’s talking about the Calamity God, which is also the Dragon Disaster.”

The witch nibbled on her candy with a crunch, “Miss Xuejian, it would be better not to use that kind of term na.”

Shiyu Ling seemed to want to say more.

This didn’t seem like the usual her, could it be that the information from Shiyu Genmi on the plane had gotten to her?

The Superpower User remembered the advice received before parting and decided to respect the local customs.

Zero Island had an aura of evil about it; it was better to be cautious.

“Putting that aside, is the divination of misfortune on Zero Island really that accurate?” Gongsun Ce played the peacemaker, “I heard from a friend that we would be predicted by a fortune-teller the moment we arrived.”

“Really, really!

Zero Island is under the protection of the great Huojin God.

The stronger the ‘link’, the more accurate the divination,” said Linai with a smile, “It would be much more convenient if Shiyu Lianyi were here, I thought it would be him who came na.”

Was the word “link” referring to the “information disturbance” Shiyu Ling had mentioned?

He found the witch’s expressions quite different from ordinary people, forcing him to translate them one by one.

It was fortunate he had learned Zero Island’s language from watching anime for a long time, otherwise he feared he would be totally lost.

And he was certain that he had heard the name of a friend, judging from her tone, this witch…

“Ah, are you talking about number one from the Shiyu Research Institute?” Alice feigned surprise.

Linai had finished her candy and was licking the stick.

“That guy might be a real pain, but the Impermanence Skill is truly amazing na,” Linai said cheerfully, “Three more minutes and we’ll be at the shrine.

You must be tired too, why don’t you rest after you’ve talked with granny.”

Linai led the two around a corner to a small stream.

She stepped on the wet pebbles, gesturing that the so-called shrine was downstream along the flow.

Rustling, the water brushing against the pebbles, created a soft sound.

Gongsun Ce pondered the witch’s identity.

Her tone sounded as though she had seen Mr.

Shiyu, and it seemed she also knew Yan Qi.

Was this why she was chosen as the liaison?

Although it was a highly confidential mission, Linai was planning to let them rest, which seemed inconsistent with the earlier haste.

Too many unclear things could perhaps only be understood after meeting with “grandmother.” He brushed aside the clutter in his mind, deciding to rest for a moment.

Rustle, rustle—the sound came again…

He and Shiyu Ling stopped in their tracks at the same time.

Something was off: the sound of the stream shouldn’t be so regular.

Using the flashlight’s beam, Gongsun Ce saw a small person crouched not far away, holding a basket, apparently washing something in the stream.

“Miss Linai, do you hear any strange noises?”

Linai waved her hand and took a couple of steps forward on her own.

“Do you have something to say, Wandering God?”

The odd noises stopped, and the dwarf raised his head from beside the stream, letting the three of them see his face.

“Washing reds beans, scrub-a-dub~ I’ll pull you into the water, gurgle gurgle~”

The little dwarf, clothed in rags, was singing a bizarre nursery rhyme, his basket brimming with red beans.

But no one would think he was a mischievous village child because this bean-washing child’s eyes were as large as copper bells, nearly occupying a third of his face, and he had two pointed fangs protruding beneath his lips, adding a touch of beastly ferocity to his visage.

The “Wandering God” faced the three of them, giggling incessantly.

Gongsun Ce squinted; this strange creature was fixating on his own disguised self!

“You, you!

Today is an unlucky day for you!”

It chuckled as it reached out, revealing two blood-red beans.

“Want some beans, do you?

How about a sticky rice cake, do you?”