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.

"..."

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

while since we've

my nose, my eyes closed for a

Professor Thomas

eyes opened up once

you were previously talking about back when

from that simple greeting that I was able to confirm my suspicions and

to sit down on the chair

my arm on the armrest of the chair, I crossed my legs and calmly observed Professor Thomas in

to be wearing

Thomas prior to entering the Lock was a real

That, I didn't doubt.

an experimental soldier for a lot longer than me, I doubted the fact that

doubts were soon clarified as

facial and skeletal structure

"Hmm, that makes sense."

leaned back on my chair and nodded

Scratching

disguise yourself as him. Then, with the help

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

the press complained that the Lock security was

number one academy in the human

was going up against an organization many times more powerful than

"Correct."

091 nodded his head.

once again descended

TRIING—! TRIING—!

the sound

my watch to check who the caller was.

take my eyes away from my

"You can take it."

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

"Hello."

—Ren!

voice sounded rather panicked from

on?" I

is all over the place. Everyone knows that you're 876. Not

dead in

you were

Thomas,

see, so this is what

ones that the Monolith

been playing was to get me to become paranoid enough to the point that I would check the camera system so that he

in the camera system while the

scenario was most

class that there was something off about me. Further increasing

mean

continue, I hung up the

phone up and opened the news tab. Upon opening the news tab, the first thing I

[Breaking news]

876. Because of his excellent performance at the

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looking through the evidence that was brought

are trying to do. You guys want to incite internal

phone, I leaned

"Not a bad move."

didn't take a genius to understand the intentions

publically letting the world know that I was 876, they were essentially trying to tarnish my reputation. Had it been in the past, it

the moment I was one

"That's correct."

impassive voice rang throughout

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

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