952 What a Small World (1/2)

Danitz jumped in fright as he blurted out, ”Sorry, I didn't see anything…”

Before he could finish his sentence, he had already pulled the door handle towards him.

Bang!

The door closed, emitting a sound that echoed through the corridor.

At this point, Danitz finally came to a realization.

What was I doing just now…

What is Anderson doing?

He instinctively removed the black boxing glove and thought bitterly with a frown. Finally, he decided to return to his room, pack his luggage, and leave.

As for what Anderson was trying to do, he felt that something was amiss despite his curiosity. He had no plans on getting himself involved in it, lest he fell into a trap.

Captain said that I should maintain fear and respect towards the unknown. So, I should distance myself from this… Just as Danitz turned around, he suddenly heard the door unlock before being opened.

Anderson, whose buttons on the lower part of his shirt weren't buttoned up, walked out with a dull, pitch-black knife. He looked at Danitz with a mixed expression.

”Aren't you going to try to stop me?”

Danitz acutely noticed the chance to mock him as he sniggered.

”That's your freedom.

”If you didn't leave a will, I'll be rich!”

Anderson rubbed his cheeks.

”Aren't you curious about what I encountered?”

Danitz glanced at him suspiciously.

”I keep feeling as though you're up to something.”

Anderson roared with laughter.

”Well, I had been captured some time ago and was soaked in strange blood with all kinds of ingredients. I was corroded by it for an extended period of time until a strange chrysalis was formed inside my body. This was to create the effect of having a certain level of attraction towards High-Sequence Beyonders of the Hunter pathway.”

As he spoke, he pointed at his abdomen.

Danitz was taken aback.

”I've never really heard of something like that.

”If you were another sex, I might've imagined that you're pregnant…”

He paused for a moment before asking, ”That strange fellow in Revival Square was attracted by the baby, no—'chrysalis' in your stomach?”

Anderson nodded as Danitz gestured with his hands.

”You were trying to cut open your abdomen to extract the 'chrysalis'?”

Anderson replied honestly, ”Yes, I'm worried about how it would affect me, or if it will continue attracting demigods. I have to make every second count to remove this latent problem.”

Danitz thought before asking in puzzlement, ”Then why aren't you making the attempt?

”You forgot to set up a will, and you want me to be your witness?”

Anderson's facial muscles twitched as he chuckled.

”Not bad. Your Provoker potion should almost be digested.”

He then sighed.

”After some careful analysis, I believe there's no direct way to extract it. Otherwise, they wouldn't have soaked me in blood and allow the ingredients to seep into me. They could've just opened up my stomach and placed the chrysalis inside before sewing me up.”

Without waiting for Danitz's reply, he said in thought, ”Don't you have the method to contact Gehrman Sparrow? He's been through so much and knows so much, so I would like to consult him on how to resolve this problem.”

In recent months, Danitz was extremely afraid of people raising the matter about him knowing Gehrman Sparrow, so he subconsciously retorted, ”No! I haven't seen him since I left the Golden Dream!”

Anderson curled the corner of his lips and said, ”When you were writing to Gehrman Sparrow, I was beside him and have met his messenger.”

Danitz's expression immediately froze. He forced a smile after a few seconds.

”Then why don't you directly summon his messenger?”