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.

"..."

his direction. After a while, interlocking

while since we've last seen each

my eyes closed for

it's him. Professor

opened up

the guy you were previously talking about back when I

able to confirm

down on the

I crossed my legs and

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

prior to entering the Lock was a

That, I didn't doubt.

lot longer than me, I doubted the fact that he had been Professor

were soon clarified as Professor

my facial and skeletal structure reshaped in order to

"Hmm, that makes sense."

my chair and nodded

more sense. Scratching

to kill him and disguise yourself as

was extremely tight, for an organization as massive as the Monolith, which was by far many times more powerful than the Lock, setting everything up

that the Lock security was too lax, but they

the number one academy in

understand that the Lock was going up against an organization many times

"Correct."

091 nodded his head.

once again descended in the

TRIING—! TRIING—!

the

at my watch to check who the caller was. It

eyes away from my watch, 091 calmly opened

"You can take it."

Professor Thomas for a good minute, I decided to answer

"Hello."

—Ren!

rather panicked from the other side of

going on?"

the place. Everyone knows that you're 876.

dead in

during the exact time you were in the camera surveillance

toward Thomas, I

is what you have

had died were most likely the ones that the Monolith had

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

camera system while the deaths happened, the most

was most likely also on

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

do you mean oh?! This

Before Kevin could continue, I

opening the news tab,

[Breaking news]

revelations have been made that Ren Dover, the missing student from the Lock is in fact 876. Because of his excellent

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through the evidence that was

what you guys are trying to do. You guys want

the phone, I leaned back on

"Not a bad move."

didn't take a genius to understand the intentions of

that I was 876, they were essentially trying to tarnish my reputation.

moment I was one of humanity's

"That's correct."

His impassive voice rang throughout every corner of the

some point, they start to rely on you. They no longer view you as someone

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