Esper X Family – Chapter 332 – I’m a Genius!

Ye Yao had reconciled with herself.

If that damned Sanctuary wanted to play hide-and-seek, they could play by themselves.

After all, she had already turned the Yunited States inside out and cleaned up the entire house.

All their known plans had been completely shattered.

Ye Yao even suspected that the Sanctuary had accepted their bad luck and cut their losses.

Perhaps they had already silently moved their base of operations.

Since neither Dragon Country nor the Yunited States works, they could just go plague another country.

If nothing else, this planet had no shortage of places for people to live.

Who knew if the Sanctuary, after failing in Yunited States, would target another country next?

But until then, Ye Yao wasn’t planning to pay them any mind.

She would just wait for news from Mu Luo and the others.

Once they found any trace of the Sanctuary, they would mobilize as one.

For now, though…

She might as well go back and see An Qi’s grandmother.

The kid had been talking about her for quite a while.

Anyone who didn’t know better might think that she was taking her sweetheart home to meet the parents.

Ye Yao decided to wait a few more days and see how things played out.

In a vast, pitch-black space.

The only light came from a violet flame flickering in the center.

The fire emitted an eerie crackling sound.

Twisted tongues of flames licked the solidified darkness like living creatures.

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Casting an eerie, ghostly glow over the empty chairs surrounding it.

These silent seats circled the flame, like phantom spectators waiting in vain.

A blond man was fixed to the chair closest to the fire, cold sweat soaking his temples.

Byron felt like each day in this sunless space lasted an eternity.

The others had already left.

Those former partners, who once loved to throw sarcastic remarks, wouldn’t even offer the cheap comfort of their company now.

Byron had already lost his position as the Leader of the Yunited States’ Sentinel Organization.

Any assets he had in the outside world were probably all gone.

Now, it seemed that all he had left was his S-rank strength and the Sanctuary organization he relied on.

Could he turn things around?

A flicker of hope still lingered in Byron’s heart.

For instance, using the Sanctuary’s power to reclaim everything he had lost.

That was his current motivation to keep living.

“…Leader, is our plan not complete yet?”

From the depths of the shadows, the Sanctuary Leader’s silhouette slowly materialized.

He sat down opposite the fire, the wide back of his chair swallowing all the light.

Only a pair of eyes remained, reflecting the cold purple flames in the dimness, like a predator lurking in the abyss.

He didn’t answer Byron’s question right away.

The air was stagnant, thick as ink.

A heavy silence pressed on the blond man’s eardrums, making even the soft crackle of sparks sound like thunder.

The flames suddenly leaped higher, illuminating a sharp, ice-cold smile curling at the corner of the Leader’s mouth.

“Just a little more, and we’re nearing the finale.”

In the Sanctuary Leader’s eyes, Byron was an excellent host for the Source Fire.

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His unique identity could maximize the Source Fire’s energy storage efficiency.

The Source Fire was the foundational cornerstone of the Sanctuary.

It required a massive amount of malevolent energy to serve as Sanctuary’s foundation.

As the ruler of a major nation, every disastrous decision Byron made was accompanied by immense malice towards the common people.

Those who died under his malice would be drawn to the Source Fire.

The departed souls would then be processed by the Source Fire into special “materials”.

Generally speaking, the greater the malice, the purer the material.

Originally, the Sanctuary planned to spread a plague while forcing Byron to enact malicious policies that would drive the severely ill, impoverished people to their deaths.

To make them die in despair under a wave of immense malice.

The materials processed this way would be pure enough to meet the standards for the Sanctuary’s completion.

However, the Countermeasures Bureau and that persistently haunting group had disrupted that plan.

Luckily, the Sanctuary Leader discovered a second option.

Although Byron’s malicious policies hadn’t directly killed many people, another group was dying off quite rapidly.

Under Yunited States’ Gu cultivating system, the country was practically overflowing with evildoers.

Their deaths were equally valuable!

These wicked individuals were practically synonymous with malice, having become what they were precisely because of the malicious environment.

Byron’s malice towards the country had affected nearly everyone within it.

The reason they died was, to some extent, also because of Byron’s actions.

Therefore, the souls of these wicked people replaced the common folk as the raw material for the Source Fire’s processing.

The efficiency of Sequence Zero was terrifyingly high.

The original plan successfully masked the existence of the second option.

The Countermeasures Bureau and Sequence Zero were so focused on the infectious disease and the policies that they completely failed to realize that they were actually helping the plan move forward!

The more people Sequence Zero killed, the stronger the Source Fire inside Byron grew.

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A massive number of souls poured into the Source Fire within Byron every single day.

He only needed to stay put here for the plan to proceed perfectly.

Now, it just required a little more, just the final bit.

Although the speed and quantity of incoming souls had significantly decreased.

Given the current trend, it was more than enough.

“This time, I will not fail. Once Sanctuary is fully completed, disaster will always be one step behind me!”

The Leader gazed at Byron as if admiring a beautiful floor tile.

“Byron, you’ve done very well. In a few more days, I will give you everything you desire.”

The Source Fire within the blond man pulsed faintly, dulling his thoughts considerably.

Upon hearing the Leader’s words, he didn’t even sense anything wrong.

Only relaxation and trust remained.

“Thank you for your promise. I believe our cooperation can last forever.”

Inside a hotel room.

“Hmm…”

Ye Yao had stayed another day in the Yunited States, planning to return home the following day.

But she kept feeling like something was off.

“The Sanctuary disappeared way too cleanly. Is An Qi really that scary?”

Ye Yao glanced at the eager purple-haired loli.

Who would’ve thought that this little purple-haired girl, who was currently too excited to sleep because they were going home soon, could actually manipulate fate lines to kill?

Although, in a sense, the one who alerted the enemy was probably her, Ye Yao.

“Ahh, back then, I should’ve tried to find more of those black fate lines and wipe them all out in one go.”

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Seeing Ye Yao’s worried expression, An Qi’s excitement faded a little.

“Sorry, it’s my fault for being useless.”

“It’s not your fault. It’s all those sneaky rats’ fault for being too good at hiding.”

Ye Yao ruffled An Qi’s hair, choosing to change the subject.

“Finding you and Yu Jin already made this trip to the Yunited States a complete success. Everything else is just a bonus.”

Having said that.

Ye Yao put on a regretful look again.

“It’s just too bad we only found two of the three missing people. The whereabouts of the other one is still unknown.”

The system’s family location tracking couldn’t find the person at all.

Could they really be dead?

Logically, once someone’s information was entered and they became a reserve family member, they should show up on the map.

Wait a minute.

Reserve family member? Family location tracking?

A little shenanigan suddenly popped into Ye Yao’s head!

They already knew Byron’s info, and in great detail.

What if she entered his information into the system, made him a reserve family member, and then used the family location tracking to find his hiding spot?

“Damn! I’m a genius!”

Author Note

The Spring Festival holiday is finally over. I’m preparing to leave my hometown and return to my small home. I’ve rented the place and I miss my desktop computer.

Text: If I’m not mistaken

It’s working hours now, right?

(On body) Leader