I'm the Mysterious Leader of the Salvation Organization

Chapter 445:

In the past, when Mu Ling was alone at night, she would often feel very peaceful. She rarely experienced such complex emotions.

At the end of the day…

Why did I need to ask him that question?

"Why would she suddenly ask me such a question?" Profligate wondered to himself. Upon closer reflection, this questioning seemed entirely natural.

There was no reason for her to ask such a question.

Yes, even if Mr. Profligate’s true identity is related to Bai Yan, what does it matter?

Wasn’t it completely unrelated to oneself?

Under the night sky, Mu Ling suddenly stopped on a tall utility pole, lost in thought.

"Why am I suddenly thinking about caring about these things…"

Upon careful reflection, it was actually because… there was a certain quality about Mr. Profligate that made oneself feel uneasy.

So, a sense of doubt arose in one’s heart, and they couldn’t help but ponder the reasons.

After pondering, he had initially thought that this uneasiness was due to the similarities between Profligate and Bai Yan, but now he was starting to feel that it wasn’t actually the case, and that it was because of some other reasons…

"What exactly is it about Mr. Profligate that captivates me?"

Mu Ling furrowed her brow, unable to comprehend.

"Never mind, I don’t want to anymore."

She shook her head and decided to stop overthinking, focusing instead on the present moment.

Hmm, what comes next is… to clean this area.

"Since I have some free time now, I will take down all the bad guys here… Amy, thank you for providing the list… When I have time, I will invite you to soak in the hot springs… Hmm, please have a meal with me."

She realized that Amy’s body might not be suitable for soaking in hot springs with others.

In fact, during the daytime, Mu Ling had already used Amy’s ability to gather a specific list of the addresses, names, and appearances of the extremely wicked people in this area.

Of course, she came out at night with the intention of committing murder.

It was also a way for her to relax.

Mu Ling snuck out late at night to take a stroll and kill some people, while Bai Yan silently accompanied her.

He didn’t dare to get too close, afraid of being discovered by her unusually sensitive senses.

"Oh, Miss Mu Ling always does things that are good for the body and mind."

Bai Yan sat calmly on a rooftop several kilometers away, with his legs dangling over the edge, using the power of the Psychic Dancer to sense everything Mu Ling was doing.

He slowly closed his eyes, feeling a bit torn and indecisive.

"Afterwards, should I stay away from you a little… You are too perceptive, Mu Ling. You actually sensed my unusual behavior out of nowhere…"

"Even without any conclusive evidence, perhaps you will gradually start to doubt my true identity."

Bai Yan muttered to himself, knowing what he should do next – keep his distance.

But he felt a little reluctant to part ways with Mu Ling just yet.

"Ah."

"However, let’s take it step by step."

—

The next morning.

Lying on the floor without even a blanket, the partridge looked up at its own ceiling, tears streaming down from the corners of its eyes.

"Ugh."

She had spent the whole night unable to sleep.

She kept her eyes still, staring at the ceiling as she began to talk to herself.

"I have dignity too! They just don’t understand. Even as a clone, born from a machine and considered even lower than normal people, a monster, I still have my own heart. Those who trample on my life and dignity will face a hundredfold revenge! I swear, I will make these true garbage pay the price with blood. I will make them understand that the laughable power cannot determine everything. What’s most important is human will and…"

The atmosphere grew more and more passionate.

His fists clenched tightly.

"Hello, um, that person, go make breakfast for three people, oh I mean four people."

Suddenly appearing beside, Bai Yan had a smile on his face, with a very kind expression in his eyes.

Partridge immediately fell to the ground, trembling and pleading, "Please spare me. The words I said earlier were just complaints. I will go make breakfast right away."

"Mmm, go ahead and do it," Bai Yan said calmly.

After a while, the four of them sat together and quietly started eating breakfast.

The taste was quite good.

Elene gazed at Partridge for a moment, then took out a piece of paper with her thoughts written on it.

"Since the passing of my parents, I have never had a peaceful night’s sleep."

Mu Ling looked sympathetically at Elene, wanting to comfort the young girl.

Partridge remained silent for a while, then suddenly spoke:

"To be honest, I cannot understand you."

"What are parents, family, or anything else for that matter? I simply cannot comprehend it! The person who was supposed to be my biological father, the Almighty that you wanted to kill, he only saw us as tools. Yes, your childhood was destroyed, but as a ridiculous clone, I never had the concept of childhood at all!"

Her tone sounded a little crazy, and filled with anger.

All the people present looked at the clone.

Partridge’s chest kept rising and falling, hesitated for a moment, then clenched her fist tightly.

"In short, in your eyes, I am only a cannon fodder, a discarded piece, rubbish… No matter what I do, I cannot change that. At least let me speak my mind with ease."

She gazed at Elene and spoke her long-held thoughts.

"Daylight, you think I am wicked, but I have never broken the law, while you have been constantly breaking the law. You have caused many people to die, even though if they had just lived an honest life, they would have had a good chance of growing old. But you insist on enticing those people to break the law with you… I have never had the power to make choices since I was born. I have only been doing what I have been taught as right from a young age. So, what exactly is the mistake?"

"Why do you want me to have to die as an apology?"

Elene and Mu Ling both fell into deep contemplation, while Bai Yan gently shook his head and extended a finger, saying:

"You are too excited."

"I’m just…"

Partridge wanted to continue, but her eyes suddenly became bewildered.

She couldn’t say any more, calmly picked up the bread and stood aside.

Next, Partridge silently served them, pouring tea, tidying up dishes and utensils.

"At the end, what do you really want to do for her?" Mu Ling suddenly asked.

"You will know."

Bai Yan smiled and instead of answering directly, he resorted to posing a riddle.

Mu Ling fell silent for a moment, then spoke, "Perhaps she has a point, but this woman is also truly wicked. Partridge has unlawfully killed many innocents… we cannot let her off lightly. I have only one request, please respect it."

"I understand."

Bai Yan nodded gently, indicating his agreement with Mu Ling’s viewpoint.

As for Elene, she silently listened, without expressing any viewpoints.

Partridge was not defeated by her.

How to deal with this woman whose hands are soaked in blood was not something she could decide.

From the very beginning, Elene understood this.

In the end, she still didn’t truly trust Babel Tower, nor did she fully integrate herself into it. The few people in front of her were more like "teammates" rather than "comrades" to her.

"In the rebel group, the concept of "comrades" was actually quite significant. Even in life-and-death situations, not everyone could truly be considered a "comrade." First and foremost, there had to be a shared sense of purpose…"

Elene would use her own eyes, no, her own heart to verify.

The members of Babel Tower.

What were their ambitions and paths in the end?

—

The Clone Creation Center.

On its way, there were two obstacles to pass.

The first obstacle, located in front of the white gate on the outskirts of the Clone Creation Center, was a defensive line made up of many self-defense robots. It stretched for several hundred meters and was a giant corridor several tens of meters wide.

In addition, there were various high-tech traps such as laser guns and bio-landmines.

To pass through the giant corridor and reach the main entrance of the Clone Creation Center without triggering any attacks from robots and traps, one must have the iris and fingerprint authentication specified by Noy Military.

At this very moment, several individuals, including Bai Yan, had already arrived at the front of the giant corridor. Bai Yan had used his mind to control all the cameras, ensuring that Noy Military didn’t discover their presence.

"Go and try, see if your iris and fingerprints still work?"

Bai Yan smiled as he looked towards Partridge beside him.

"Good…"

Partridge nodded gently, hesitated for a moment, considering going over, but suddenly Bai Yan stopped her.

"Um, please wait a moment."

"What’s wrong?" Partridge blinked in confusion.

Bai Yan continued, "Actually, I already knew that your irises and fingerprints are completely deactivated now. Simply put, when we were having breakfast earlier, Noy Military figured it out."

"The secret about the prison was exposed, and Elene’s true identity was also revealed."

He paused for a moment as he reached this point in his story.

"Now, Partridge, you are just like us, becoming wanted rebels."

Partridge’s body trembled for a moment, as if it took a long time for her to accept the truth. She nodded with a pained expression.

"Well, like this…"

At this moment, she had no way out.

All the accumulations of her first half of life vanished into thin air.

The Almighty Lady would never forgive a traitor, even if she was forced to do so.

Upon hearing the revealing news, Elene pondered deeply, gritting her teeth, seemingly distressed by something.

Bai Yan continued, "But you know, this first level doesn’t require your iris or fingerprints anyway. High-tech things pose no threat to the Babel Tower."

"Just like before, the Babel Tower could easily control them."

"How is that possible?" exclaimed Partridge, unable to contain herself.

This kind of thing was impossible to begin with!

The guards at the Cloning Center, equipped with the cutting-edge technology from Noy Military, had a level of advanced technology that was beyond anything the prison had ever seen!

Even with the most powerful hacking skills, it was difficult to break through!

Soon after, she witnessed an incredibly astonishing scene.

Mr. Profligate.

He walked effortlessly at the forefront, with Mu Ling calmly trailing behind, and Elene, after a moment of contemplation, followed suit. The three of them walked straight through the enormous corridor towards the white doors of the clone manufacturing center.

Along the way, no robots or traps were encountered, making it feel as if they were entering an abandoned realm.

"How could it be…"

Partridge felt deeply astounded. What could the Babel Tower possibly be?

Is the Savior really that powerful?

Partridge couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.

So, can they really do it? That seemingly impossible task… something even a Rainbow couldn’t accomplish…

Kill the Almighty!