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.

"..."

gazed in his direction. After a while, interlocking his hands together, Thomas turned his

since we've last seen

out from my nose, my eyes closed for

him. Professor

opened

Isn't that the guy you were previously talking about

that I was able to confirm my suspicions

to sit down on the

crossed my legs and calmly observed Professor Thomas in front of

to make yourself look like Professor Thomas? You don't seem to be wearing a skin mask, nor do I think you have an artifact that can help you do

Thomas prior to entering the Lock was a real

That, I didn't doubt.

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

soon clarified

and skeletal structure reshaped in order

"Hmm, that makes sense."

leaned back on my chair and

sense. Scratching the

decided to kill him and disguise yourself as him. Then, with the

security was extremely tight, for an organization as massive as the Monolith, which was by far many times more powerful

people in the press complained that the Lock security was too lax, but

one academy in the human domain, didn't

up

"Correct."

091 nodded his head.

once again descended in the

TRIING—! TRIING—!

the silence was the sound of my phone

my watch to check who

eyes away from

"You can take it."

good minute, I

"Hello."

—Ren!

voice sounded rather panicked from the other side

going on?"

over the place. Everyone knows that you're 876.

dead in

you were in the

toward Thomas, I

so this is what you

professors that had died were most likely the ones that the Monolith had under them, and had sacrificed in order

game that Professor Thomas had been playing was to get me to become paranoid enough to the point that I would check the camera system so that he could

system while the deaths happened, the most suspicious

was most likely also

show the class that there was something off about me. Further increasing the validity of the

mean

continue, I hung up the

at 091, I swiped my phone up and opened the news tab. Upon opening the news tab, the first thing I saw was my image on the first

[Breaking news]

Dover, the missing student from the Lock is in fact 876. Because of his excellent performance at the

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article and looking through the evidence that

trying to

phone, I leaned

"Not a bad move."

didn't take a genius to understand the intentions

876, they were essentially trying to tarnish my reputation. Had it

at the moment I was one

"That's correct."

impassive voice

to do, and at some point, they start to rely on you. They no longer view you as someone like them, they start viewing you

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