Chapter 1810
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"The Davis family?" King mused for a moment, "You mean the legendary Davis family that's been around for over a century?"
The Davis family had a notable reputation in Merrywoods, so it was easy to connect with them.
"Yeah," Santos nodded.
King's expression barely changed. He brushed off the concern with a casual, "Those obstacles won't be an issue."
Santos knew all about King's ambitions, but hearing those words reassured him that his decision to join was spot on.
This place truly made him feel like he had a purpose.
Santos's eyes darkened slightly as he glanced up at King again. He hesitated, then began, "Actually, the key..."
Right then, something in his pocket started to squirm, and a flash of gray darted out, zooming away so fast that even King missed it.
Santos stopped mid-sentence.
His little pet wouldn't bolt like that unless it picked up a scent it adored.
With Santos pausing, King gave him a curious look, "What about the key?"
Santos snapped back, shook his head, and changed his tune, "Oh, it's nothing. I just meant I'll grab the key soon, but I've got something to take care of right now."
King sensed a bit of mystery but decided not to push it and waved him off, "Alright, go on."
"Sure thing."
Santos nodded respectfully and turned, striding out with a hint of urgency in his steps.
King narrowed his eyes a bit; Santos was definitely keeping something from him.
Meanwhile, Santos followed the trail out of the first base.
The first base was set in a small town, with only the outskirts
inhabited. The central area was
off limits, and no one dared go nears, it.
Usually, the base wouldn't open its gates at this hour, but with Santos's high clearance, the guards let him through. Read full story at fin?novel.net
But not long after he left, the base's sensors went off, blaring an urgent alarm.
This alarm only sounded in case of an intrusion.
The guards, visible and hidden, instantly tensed up.
The last time the alarm rang was years ago during an invasion that nearly caused a full-blown crisis at the base.
So, the head of security quickly reported the situation and sent more personnel to conduct a thorough search.
Yet, after half an hour of intense searching, they found nothing unusual.
No intruder was detected.
Curtis was pondering how to get to the central core area when the sudden alarm gave him a chance.
The tech chief reassigned him and two colleagues to the core area to check out the security issues.
As they reached the control room, Curtis, at the rear, hesitated slightly at the retinal scanner by the door.
No matter how well someone
disguised themselves, retinal scans
couldn't be faked The camera
would instantly confirm a person's identity.
His colleagues had already cleared their scans and moved on. Seeing "Jules tagging one of them called out Jules what are you daydreaming about? Hurry up!"
Curtis rubbed his forehead, realizing that while he managed to get inside, this
verification process was a real pain.