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.

"..."

direction. After a while, interlocking his hands together, Thomas turned his head and our

since we've last seen

my eyes closed

him. Professor Thomas

opened up

the guy you were previously talking about back when I

to confirm my

to sit down on the chair

the armrest of the chair, I 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

prior to entering the Lock was a

That, I didn't doubt.

me,

soon clarified as

had my facial and skeletal structure

"Hmm, that makes sense."

leaned back on my

make more sense. Scratching

him and disguise yourself as him. Then, with the help of

far

Lock security was too lax, but they were quite frankly just

was the number one academy in the human domain, didn't mean they

understand that the Lock was going up

"Correct."

091 nodded his head.

again descended

TRIING—! TRIING—!

the silence was the sound of my phone

my head, I glanced at my watch to

my eyes away from my watch, 091 calmly

"You can take it."

at Professor Thomas for a good minute, I decided to answer the

"Hello."

—Ren!

panicked from the other side of the

on?"

over the place. Everyone knows that you're 876. Not only that! Over ten professors at the

dead in their

from 12 : 00 A.M. to early morning, during the exact time you were in the camera surveillance system. With

Thomas,

see, so this is what

that the Monolith

had been playing was to get me to become paranoid enough to the point that I would check the

one that was in the camera system

was most likely

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

mean

Before Kevin could continue, I hung

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]

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

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evidence that was brought

trying to do.

phone, I leaned back

"Not a bad move."

genius to understand the

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

moment I was one of humanity's

"That's correct."

his head. His impassive voice rang throughout every corner of

you changes. The stronger you become, the more they expect you 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 as someone that must protect them. Someone that is responsible for

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