The Author's POV

Chapter 483

Beep—! Beep—!

[091]

Typing the codes on the side of the wall, the door of the office slowly started to open.

"Hmmm..."

With my eyes locked on the side of the door, my brows slowly started to squint.

'This number...'

There was something about the number that made me alert. Turning around and looking at the empty corridors of the classroom, I slowly entered the room.

Upon entering the room, my eyes locked on the professor's desk. Without further ado, I walked up to it and placed the folder he had given me on his desk.

"Haaa..."

Right as I placed the folder on his desk, glancing around the place, I let out a long breath as I thought about the state of the room the first time I came here.

Compared to the first time that I was here, it was now a lot cleaner.

Just recalling the state it was in and how many hours I had spent cleaning the place made me shake my head. It was quite frankly terrible.

"Anyhow..."

Turning my head, my eyes once again locked in the direction of the door.

'That number...'

There was definitely something about that number that made me apprehensive. Closing my eyes, I proceeded to use the chip inside my head to jump-start my memories.

They could potentially be just random numbers, however, it was never wrong to double-check.

"Ugh."

At the exact moment the chip activated, I felt a slight tingle in my brain.

'091...091...091...'

Instantly, upon activating the chip, my thoughts became a lot clearer as I started to look through all my memories in hopes of finding just where I had heard the number before.

It wasn't long before I finally figured it out, and when I did, my eyes snapped open.

"Ah! 091! I know who he is!"

Clank—!

It was then that at the exact moment I figured everything out that the door suddenly opened and a figure walked in. His deep voice echoed throughout the whole room.

"...So you've figured things out."

My head immediately snapped in the direction of the person who had come in. He was none other than Professor Thomas. My eyes instantly turned into slits.

Turning around, he closed the door behind him.

Gazing at him, I slowly opened my mouth.

"Professor, didn't you previously say that you wouldn't be coming back?"

"I did."

Professor Thomas nodded his head before slowly walking toward his desk. As he walked, I took a step to the side and allowed him to seat on his chair.

He had the same carefree look as he always had.

"..."

while, interlocking his hands together,

while since we've last seen

my nose, my eyes closed for a

expected, it's him. Professor

eyes opened

that the guy you were previously talking about back when I first

that I was able to confirm my suspicions and that Professor Thomas was indeed

down on the chair

chair, I crossed my legs and

to be wearing a skin mask, nor do I think

Thomas prior to entering the Lock was a

That, I didn't doubt.

soldier for a lot longer than me, I doubted the fact that he had been

doubts were soon clarified as Professor

my facial and skeletal structure reshaped in order to

"Hmm, that makes sense."

on my chair and nodded

to make more sense. Scratching the top of

disguise yourself as him. Then, with

as massive as the Monolith, which was by far many times

in the press complained that the Lock security was too lax, but they were quite

because the Lock was the number one academy in the human domain,

the Lock was going up against an organization many times

"Correct."

091 nodded his head.

once again descended in

TRIING—! TRIING—!

silence was the

my watch to check who the caller

could take my eyes away from my

"You can take it."

Professor Thomas for a good minute, I

"Hello."

—Ren!

from the other side

going on?"

at all? Your name is all over the place. Everyone knows that you're 876. Not only that! Over ten professors at the Lock were found dead in

dead in their

: 00 A.M. to early morning, during the exact time you were in the camera surveillance system. With the news of you being 876, some people are suggesting that you are the one

Thomas, I

this is what you

the ones that the

become paranoid enough to the point that I would check the

was in the camera system while the deaths

was most likely also on

trying to show the class that there was something off about me. Further increasing

mean oh?!

could continue, I hung

and opened the news tab. Upon opening the news tab, the first thing I saw was my image

[Breaking news]

the missing student from the Lock is in fact 876. Because of his excellent performance at the conference, he made a deal

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article and looking through the evidence that was brought

are trying to

off the phone, I leaned

"Not a bad move."

didn't take a genius to understand the intentions

essentially trying to tarnish my reputation. Had it been in the past, it wouldn't

moment I was one of

"That's correct."

nodded his head. His impassive voice rang throughout every corner of the

at you changes. The stronger you become, the more they expect you to do, and at some point, they start to rely

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