Nash spent an entire hour breaking the seal on Casey''s memory. He also sessfully essed the


    information contained within the memory fragments.


    Casey was taken to a secret base deep in the mountains immediately after his birth and raised there.


    At 18, the base gave him 500 dors and sent him out to venture into the business world.


    His mission was to be a leader in a certain field. One day, when the organization issued the order,


    he would use all the contacts and power he had umted to assist the organization in its


    endeavors.


    "This isn''t a lot of information." Nash sighed lightly. Casey was just an ordinary member of the


    organization, and the information sealed within his mind was limited. Nash still had no idea what kind of


    organization the church was.


    "Abba, abba, abba..." Casey looked at Nash and giggled like a fool. In fact, he had be a fool. The


    Soul-Search Technique had damaged his soul and mind, causing his memories to be disordered


    and his brain to suffer severe damage.


    "The Light guides. Mr. Calcraft," Jaxon called out as he came back in. "Just now, two Profound Oriental


    Realm powerhouses were fighting outside. They were likely here for this man."


    Nash had sensed them earlier and even identified them by their auras. Abinech was a member of the


    Church of the Netherworld and likely held a high position within it too. Capturing him would certainly


    unveil many secrets of the organization.


    "The Light guides, the Light guides!" Casey foolishly grinned, tugging at Jaxon''s clothes. Jaxon shook


    his head and sighed softly. "Oh benevolence, benevolence!"


    Nash returned Casey to the residential vi. The round trips, plus the time previously wasted, had


    taken up three hours. Having not gained anything useful at all, Nash was speechless.


    He returned to Vi No. 1 but did not go to sleep. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the balcony,


    practicing the second transformation of the Longevity and Creation Technique.


    The next day, Hera and Melody got up early. Seeing Nash meditating, they did not disturb him and


    went about their morning routines before heading to the office. They wanted to settle theirpany


    affairs early and then attend Maria''s funeral.


    Nash was awakened by his phone''s ringtone. It was Winston who was calling. "Mr. Calcraft, when


    should wee to see you?" Winston asked carefully, afraid of disturbing Nash''s rest.


    Nash pondered for a moment and replied, "Come see me the day after tomorrow."


    "Okay!" Winston responded. Then, as


    if struck by a thought, he suddenly added, By the way, Mr. Calcraft,


    Wendy has been acting a bit strange these past few days." S


    "Hmm?" Nash hummed, curious.


    "It started the night beforest. She''s been all electrified!" Winston exined with a hint of bitterness.


    "Static electricity?" Nash asked, quickly realizing the absurdity of his question. Surely, nobody would


    bring that up seriously.


    "High voltage electricity. Yesterday, she identally sent someone to the hospital."


    "Superpowers?" Nash''s eyes


    narrowed. He was intrigued. Both Winston and Wendy had returned


    from the dead. He knew that they


    had to be hiding a significant secret.


    "I''m not sure what''s going on. Could youe over and check?" Winston asked, sounding quite


    confused.


    "Okay, which hotel are you at?" Nash asked.


    "The Jonford Grand Hotel."


    "I was there a few days ago. Why didn''t I see you guys?" Nash wondered.


    Winston pointed out, "We''re in standard rooms. You probably stayed in a luxury room, right?"


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    "Alright, that was my oversight,"


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    Nash admitted and then ended the call. He thenunched himself from the balcony like a cannonball


    into the sky. Two minutester, hended on the roof of the Jonford Grand Hotel. Floating down to the


    ground gently, he then entered the lobby.