Chapter 1006
Chapter 1006 - Dead
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Ye Fan wasn't a stranger to reading books, because he had been constantly studying the God Desolate Chronicles, the Earth Axis's information, and the remnant cultivation technique that he had obtained from the Yin Corpse Sect.
Although he hadn't gained much from the other two other things other than the knowledge on the Earth's axis, it still made him have the patience to keep reading.
However, looking at Maxim's records, Ye Fan didn't need to study them in detail. He quickly flipped through the pages, avoiding the useless information through rapid elimination.
Seeing the speed at which Ye Fan was flipping through the books, Ai'er couldn't help but exclaim, "Ye Fan, you've read so fast, can you find it?"
"Oh, the cultivation of us ancient martial artists can stimulate the brain's potential. My eyes and brain reflexes are very fast, so there won't be a problem." Ye Fan said.
Ai'er suddenly realized. "It's a pity that I don't have a reading ability. Otherwise, I could search it for a bit."
Ai'er pouted regretfully and continued to read the book.
After looking at it, Ye Fan's expression became even more serious.
"What's wrong? What happened? " Al asked, concerned.
"The postman. He had killed seven more scientists, as well as three high-ranking members of the military factory … More than forty people were also killed. " Ye Fan squinted his eyes and said.
Ai'er said angrily, "Isn't this too much!? How could he kill someone so casually!? If these people die, what about their families and children!? "
If you can figure out a crazy person's mind, that is, unless you are also crazy.
"The only thing we can do is to find a way to kill him. Only then can we stop all of this."
Ai'er puffed up his mouth in anger and exerted even more strength to search.
Ye Fan forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart and focused on reading.
"Found it!"
Ye Fan's eyes lit up, and at the same time, he bitterly smiled in his heart. This President Maxim, if he were to properly arrange things according to the years, then it would be easy to find him.
"Where is it? What did you say? " Ai'er also hurried over, and peeked from the back of Ye Fan's shoulder.
Ye Fan pointed to a few lines above and said, "President Maxim said that at that time, the Minister of Defence of Magnesium, Mike, had approached him in hopes of finding a special ability user who could track down the postman.
However, the Adept Association had always remained neutral. This matter might affect the future development of the association, and it would arouse controversy from all sides.
But Mike talked about humanitarianism, which was a threat to all humanity. He also said that he wouldn't reveal what the Adept Association had done for him. After promising again and again, President Maxim agreed to ask a friend of his to help him.
This friend of his was not an Adept, but one of the legendary powerhouses of that time, the Black Mage, the Soul Reaper, Sebastian … He tracked the postman through the black magic of the soul.
When Ye Fan saw this, he suddenly came to a realization. That's right! Soul magic! Back when they were at Fu Sang, didn't Hei Ji use her soul magic to lock onto Song Xinghe!?
"But …" "As far as I know, the Dark Mage, Sebastian, seems to be dead," she whispered.
Ye Fan turned his head, and was about to say something, but accidentally, his mouth coincidentally brushed against Ai'er's cheek!
Blow on delicate skin that can be broken, warm and moist.
Ye Fan smiled embarrassedly, "About that..." I didn't mean to, Al. I just wanted to ask you, are you sure that Sebastian is dead? "
Ai'er shook her head, indicating that she was fine. She then whispered, "Because I know some friends of mages. Someone mentioned to me that since he practiced black magic, he aged very quickly and died twenty years ago …"
Ye Fan frowned. This way, it would be equivalent to him falling into a trap. He only knew that the person who was still cultivating soul magic was Hei Ji.
The point was, he couldn't guarantee that Blackie would be willing to help. Furthermore, he couldn't guarantee that the postman would discover something …
There was one more thing, and that was the power of Blackie. Can you find the postman?
Just as Ye Fan was hesitating, a voice came from a communication device in the library.
Ai'er frowned and explained to Ye Fan, "He's the head of security at our association's headquarters, Rhoda. He's the clairvoyant, and is able to see everything within a hundred kilometers."
She walked over to a communication device and pressed a button. "I'm here, Rhoda. What happened?"
"There are three Alibak missile destroyers from the Seventh Fleet of the Magnesium Army, coming towards us from the northeast! We've already entered fifty nautical miles! " Rhoda said nervously.
This was no ordinary situation, because their destroyer wouldn't have gotten so close to the Adept's Association headquarters for no reason at all.
Ai'er also looked nervous. "I understand. We're going out now."
Very soon, Ai'er didn't have the time to pack up his records, put on his hood, changed his expression, and followed Ye Fan to the outer office hall.
Rhoda, the maroon curls head of security, had already arrived and was waiting anxiously.
Seeing Ai'er come out, Rhoda hurriedly said, "President, the higher-ups of Mai Nation know where our Adept Association is. They must be after us. Otherwise, they wouldn't have appeared in such a close proximity to us!"
"Didn't you get any information from the magnesium army?" asked Al.
The Flower Man, already nervous, jumped when he heard the phone call. He picked it up and said, "Hello, this is the headquarters of the Adept Association. I'm looking for …"
Halfway through his words, the beggar's gaze fell upon Ai'er. "President, it's for you."
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