Nanke Convent.
The Old Task Force—which had reached a preliminary agreement with Genava and was waiting for the Source Brain’s response—came here again. This was because, according to Genava, Abbess Zhou Yue still had some instructions for the people involved in the operation.
Zhou Yue was still wearing the white robe with a hemp rope around her waist. Her raven-black hair simply draped over her shoulders.
Behind her were the simple, solemn shrine and the dragon symbol formed from embedded mirror shards. On both sides were rows of black armchairs.
There were many believers praying at this moment, but none of them were sitting. All of them stood in a gap, spread their arms slightly, raised their bodies, and chanted.
As she scanned the area, Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao.
Shang Jianyao nodded.
There’s quite a number of real humans this time... The chaos last night made many fair-weather townsfolk and outsiders turn to god in a pinch. They each pray to the Kalendaria of their faith, hoping to receive blessings? Jiang Baimian—who received confirmation—sighed inwardly.
As soon as she entered, she realized that many of the believers in the temple had bioelectric signals. This was completely different from the last time she was here. Of course, she couldn’t guarantee if Shang Jianyao’s nod meant the same thing she was looking for.
“May you please the deity!” Zhou Yue spread her arms and raised her body.
Although she’s face-blind, she still has the bearing of a charlatan... Just as this thought flashed through Jiang Baimian’s mind, she heard Shang Jianyao ask, “Why aren’t you singing?”
He had previously participated in the Clam Dragon Church’s choir.
Zhou Yue wanted to get straight to the point, but she was immediately silenced by such a question. However, she was a pious believer in ‘everything is but a dream; why so serious.’ She quickly composed herself and replied with a smile, “Singing is a way to please the deity, not an etiquette between believers.”
Shang Jianyao seemed to have been waiting for a similar answer. He then said, “Everything is but a dream. Why so serious?”
“That’s true...” Zhou Yue thought for a moment and nodded.
After receiving confirmation, Shang Jianyao immediately suggested, “I know a song that suits you very well.”
As he spoke, he sang: “We are forever the heirs to the dragon[1]...”
“It’s ‘descendants,'” Zhou Yue corrected.
Jiang Baimian—who couldn’t bear to see the topic gradually deviate to the ends of the world—interrupted their conversation and forced a smile. “Abbess Zhou, Mayor Genava said that you have something to tell us.”
“Oh...” Zhou Yue came to a realization. “Are you the Ruin Hunter team that dealt with the Superior Heartless last night? Have you decided to participate in Tarnan’s defense operation?”
Did you take this long to recognize us? You actually had such a nice chat... Jiang Baimian almost coughed up blood.
Similar criticisms flashed across Long Yuehong and Bai Chen’s minds, but their emotions were different.
Phew... Jiang Baimian exhaled and answered Zhou Yue’s question.
“It’s only temporary. We’re still waiting for Officer Genava to give us an answer. Of course, we will shoulder the defense of a certain area no matter what. This is also to protect ourselves.”
If the Source Brain wasn’t even willing to communicate over the phone, Jiang Baimian definitely wouldn’t have gotten the Old Task Force members to take the initiative. She felt that there was no need to take the risk. After all, Tarnan was filled with crouching tigers and hidden dragons. With so many religions, there was definitely no lack of powerhouses.
“Understood,” Zhou Yue replied with an expression that said: “I didn’t understand anything.”
She then smiled and narrowed her eyes. “I mainly want to tell you two things.”
“Pray, do tell.” This time, it was the polite Shang Jianyao.
Zhou Yue tersely acknowledged his words. “After returning last night, I thought about it and finally confirmed something: The Superior Heartless is afraid of looking into mirrors.”
“Looking into the mirror?” Although Jiang Baimian had already guessed that the target’s weakness was related to mirrors, she was still a little surprised.
She originally imagined that the Superior Heartless was afraid of shiny items, but she didn’t expect it to be the act of ‘looking in the mirror.’
Is he afraid of seeing his reflection? Some guesses quickly flashed through Jiang Baimian’s mind.
Long Yuehong criticized Zhou Yue inwardly. She clearly knew about it long ago, yet she still said that she thought deeply about it before finally confirming it... She didn’t even stutter while lying. Oh right, everything is but a dream. Why so serious...
“Yes,” Zhou Yue replied firmly. “Therefore, it’s best if you prepare a few more mirrors on you. When you encounter an illusion, take the mirrors out and sweep them around.”
“Like this?” Shang Jianyao turned his back before turning back. A palm-sized mirror was already tied to his forehead.
On the way to Nanke Convent, the Old Task Force had bought many mirrors.
“...” Zhou Yue was stunned by the other party’s appearance and momentarily forgot how to speak.
Just as Jiang Baimian and the others thought that this was another case of Shang Jianyao stunning the other party, Zhou Yue widened her eyes. “Why didn’t I think of wearing it on my forehead? I was twisting my waist so much last night; it was backbreaking!”
It was Jiang Baimian and the others’ turn to be speechless.
After a few seconds, Jiang Baimian reminded her, “If you wear it on your head, your neck will be sore, and your head will be dizzy.”
“That’s true...” Zhou Yue thought about it and felt that it was better to have a sore back. She then said, “There’s one more thing—you absolutely can’t measure the Superior Heartless based on last night’s performance. There are too many mirror-like objects in Tarnan at night. The strength he could exert was definitely reduced significantly.”
After a moment of silence, she added, “There might be something special about a Superior Heartless at this level. In short, you have to be careful.”
“Thank you,” Shang Jianyao replied sincerely on behalf of the entire team.
Jiang Baimian laughed as well. “We won’t joke with our lives.”
“That’s good.” Zhou Yue tersely acknowledged her words. “There’s no need for you to take the risk to search the surroundings; just take precautions. A Dream Protector from our Church is on the way.”
Will he get lost? Long Yuehong recalled Zhou Yue’s words and felt that their religion had the words ‘unreliable’ written all over them.
Shang Jianyao ‘asked’ the question Long Yuehong was embarrassed to ask in his place. “What if he gets lost?”
Zhou Yue immediately laughed dryly. “The one who’s coming is definitely the kind who won’t get lost.”
Jiang Baimian didn’t continue the topic that exposed their shortcomings and asked again, “Abbess Zhou, do you have any solutions or ideas to crack the Superior Heartless’s illusion?”
Zhou Yue thoughtfully replied, “The more you do, the more mistakes you make. The less you do, the fewer mistakes you make.”