381 Rising to the Surface (1/2)
Translator: XephiZ Editor: Aelryinth
”So the blood serums might have something to do with the plague?” asked Mo Fan.
”We'll know very soon, after a little investigation. I've stolen an ID card as your disguise to sneak into the vault. White Town has been in lockdown since the outbreak, so nothing is allowed to be transported in and out. I bet the defective blood serums are still somewhere in the town,” said Lingling.
”It's time for the Clearsky Hunter Agency to serve justice today!” Mo Fan was excited.
The blood serums were kept in a military supplies courtyard. Since Mo Fan had the ID card, he simply strutted into the place.
Mo Fan clearly remembered that the place was heavily guarded when he first came to White Town, but since the invasion of the White Magic Falcons, many of the guards had been sent to the frontline instead.
The infiltration was fairly easy. Mo Fan soon observed people in white coats moving boxes from the vaults where the blood serums were kept.
”Many people were injured in the front line. We've been sent here to collect the blood serums. Since you've got a whole vault of them here, why are you stopping us from taking them!” snapped a soldier who pointed his finger at the guards in white coats close to the vaults.
”I've already told you. There isn't any blood serum here. Someone has already transported them to the front line!” a guard in a white coat responded firmly.
”Do you think I'm blind? I've been a medic in the military for many years, and you're assuming that I can't recognize the blood serums? Is someone planning to take advantage of the precarious situation to earn a huge profit when the White Magic Falcons is invading us?” snapped the soldier righteously.
”Enough with the slander, we're merely following our orders,” said the guard, embarassed.
”Humph, order my ass. You pricks are unbelievable, hoarding important supplies to yourself. I will now take all the blood serums in the vaults, and see if anyone dares to confront I, Commander Ming Kuo. Soldiers, take all the blood serums from the vaults!” A man with a black beard stepped forward. His badges alone revealed his identity as a Commander.
The guards in white coats were initially bold and confident, but their confidence quickly shattered when they saw a Commander was involved.
Commander Ming Kuo was ruthless. He led the Battlemages and kicked the doors of the vaults open.
As soon as the doors flung open, bottles of blood serums perfectly lined up on the racks in the vaults. The blood inside the containers showed a unique gloss under the light.
”And you're telling me these aren't blood serums!” snapped Commander Ming Kuo furiously.
”Those...” The guards pull a long face.
”Shut up, I'll turn you into ashes if you speak a word more. Our soldiers are in the midst of a bloodbath at the frontline, while pricks like you were hoarding the supplies!” yelled Commander Ming Kuo.
The guards did not dare to speak further, apart from one who seemed to be medical personnel, ”It's fine if you're planning to take them, but may I give the Vice Elder of the Magic Court, Wang Yi, a heads-up? These supplies belonged to the Magic Associations and the Enforcement Union, so we still have to follow procedures...”
”Trying to scare me off with a Vice Elder of the Magic Court?” Commander Ming Kuo uttered a disdainful laugh.
He waved his hand signaling his men to take the supplies away, leaving no room of discussion to the medical personnel.
The Battlemages had come in numbers. Although there were quite a number of guards there, they would not dare to oppose the army. They simply stood there exchanging glances with one another as the boxes of blood serums were carried away…
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The medical personnel wore a gloomy face. He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed a number. His panicked reaction was a clear indication that something had gone wrong.