Chapter 190

Chapter 190: The Boundless Dark Realm Part 45

Every time Kuixing accessed memories, she ensured that she was in an absolutely safe environment, guaranteeing a stable mental state.

She repeatedly checked the private guest room next to Yeifim’s office and, after confirming everything was fine, sat on the sofa, licking a drop of blood. Confusing memories crowded Kuixing’s mind. Those fragmented memories caused her head to throb. She transformed into Yeifim, with the scenes changing constantly; one moment she was speaking to Valeri, while at other times she found herself in splendid and luxurious buildings.

The younger Yeifim clenched his teeth and said to his brother, “One day, I will kill every bastard in the Polar District who looks down on us, avenging Mother!”

Subsequently, the adult Yeifim smiled and said, “How about we name our new car business ‘Free Men’? We will live freely and act according to our will and not grovel before others.”

Suddenly, the young adult Yeifim was sitting on the sofa, witnessing a well-dressed man from the Polar District pushing a box towards him, his hands trembling from excitement, beads of sweat falling down as he struggled to lift the heavy box. He opened it to find it filled with gold bars.

The distinguished person leisurely remarked, “Listen to me. Wealth will pour into your hands endlessly.”

Bewitched by the golden treasure, Yeifim nodded reluctantly.

Back home, Valeri erupted in a heated argument: “Didn’t you declare you would never become anyone’s lapdog in the Polar District? But they offered you a box full of gold and you sold your soul! What happened to your vows?”

Yeifim, helpless, said to his brother, “I only wanted us to have a better life…”

He took out half of the gold bars from the box, placing them in front of Valeri and hurriedly said, “Everything I possess, you get half of it!”

Valeri furiously responded, “I don’t want any of this gold; it’s tainted by the corruption of those people!”

Valeri stormed off, and for the following years, their encounters became few and far between.

Yeifim attempted reconciliation with Valeri but Valeri remained indifferent, leading Yeifim to resort to commanding his gang members to look after Valeri’s business, rather than reconciling personally. Later, the influential figure Yeifim depended on was toppled due to embezzlement, leaving Yeifim destitute until he barely escaped jail by selling all his assets and bribing the investigation bureau.

Reluctant to see his brother fall, Valeri decided to mend fences with him. Together, they started over. Tasting success, Yeifim was unable to let go of that lavish lifestyle and his sense of superiority…

Then, someone approached him. A man spoke to him, “You’re smart and skilled in speculation. Our organization needs talents like you to work for us. I can help you regain your former glory.”

Attracted by the offer, Yeifim agreed.

The memory ended abruptly.

Kuixing opened her eyes and rubbed her temples.

“What bad luck, memories are incomplete…” she muttered.

“What situation is this?” Adam’s voice came to her ears just in time.

“Yeifim has received blood from others, so his own blood is contaminated,” Kuixing explained. “The Blood Spirit requires clean blood for reading memories. If the recipient has been given blood during treatment, the memories might be incomplete or unreadable.”

Adam replied, “You can wait until his blood naturally metabolizes, but that takes over a hundred days.”

Kuixing walked to the office, ordering Valeri to move aside and then accessed Yeifim’s computer, finding a medical report showing that Yeifim had received a blood transfusion four months prior.

“At least I only need to wait a few more days to try reading his memories again.” She sighed in relief.

“From what can be seen, that person he contacted seems to be part of the Resistance… Could it be Phantom?”

In the memory, one could clearly see the face of the man contacting Yeifim. As Phantom could inhabit various people, Kuixing was uncertain what became of the people Phantom took over—whether they became puppets or lost their memories after being taken over.

Regardless, Yeifim seemed peripheral in the Resistance, which appeared to spread its influence broadly and extensively, like seeds scattered far and wide, waiting to grow.

Kuixing suspected that there were multiple contacts for the Resistance in White Whale City.

“Help me find someone, Adam,” Kuixing connected data with Adam and pulled up the memory image. “Can you find him? Or do you need more time for verification?”

Adam said, “Not necessary. This individual is the secretary to the CEO of Innovation Tech, a company under the Mechanized Dawn. The CEO occasionally appears in public venues; the secretary was beside him. Innovation Tech is now recognized as an empty shell company controlled by the Mechanized Dawn, so the CEO is likely another puppet of Eve.”

Kuixing found the development intriguing, “Could the secretary be working with the Resistance? Or is Yeifim merely supported by the Mechanized Dawn? Given the presence of mental abilities within the Mechanized Dawn, it’s plausible Yeifim has mental barriers planted in him…”

She contemplated, “Could it be possible… Is the secretary also a double agent like me?”

The Mechanized Dawn aimed to foster a powerful gang in the Midnight District, while the Resistance also sought to do the same. The potential collaboration between these two organizations could lead to a complex scenario, especially if the supposed secretary ends up caught between both groups.

“This makes it yet another double agent story? Is your judgment based on intuition from your own experience as a spy? However, until verified, anything may still be true,” Adam concluded and sent over the secretary’s file. “Here’s all the information I managed to gather online. It’s limited and mostly fake, but the Mechanized Dawn provides realistic false identities.

Kuixing read through the details.

The founder of Innovation Tech, named Li Min’en, inherited a near-bankrupt company from his father and managed to bring it into surprising prosperity.

His assistant, Ji Xuan, was a low-income background student funded by Innovation Tech to attend university, eventually becoming one of their employees upon graduation.

Similar manipulations existed within companies under the Mechanized Dawn; Rick Tech of Hei Hai City once sought to support Xi Liang under similar conditions.

Reflecting back on her own problems and the cityscape beyond the window, Kuixing felt the stark contrast between the bustling daylight district and the dark, neglected Midnight District, where towering skyscrapers cast an ethereal glow against the night, dividing the city into two sharply distinct regions.

“They will come after me,” she whispered, “Mechanized Dawn and Resistance alike. They know I’m still alive… They’ll come, and I’m running out of time.”