Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

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"At the eastern edge of the Eastern Kingdom, he is about to continue eastward towards Mariupol, following the false messages we’ve laid out for him. There, rogue military machinery, starving zombies, and all sorts of life, warped by radiation, await him. He will undoubtedly meet his death."

"Perhaps we need a drone to facilitate this." added ’15’ digitally.

Just then, light illuminated the formerly dark room.

A figure in a black robe, with an electronic screen for a head, appeared in front of the abruptly opened door. On its screen was the number ’29’, and it spoke with a female voice, "Our little guest Laiyale has sent a message; he has found the materials we need. However, he’s slacked off, not taking from the old factory on Elicusa Island as we provided, but instead dismantling two parts from Jason’s airport."

"He’s still alive?"

"Yes, he signaled us. He says he has completed the task we assigned, and he needs us to perform the eternal life ritual for the target he has designated immediately."

A moment of silence fell among its counterparts at the elliptical table, until finally, the figure with the number ’101’ on its screen shook its head, "Pass his location to the Night Watcher and his men, let him take care of this nuisance, then deliver his head to Jason."

"But, sir, we had previously promised...""Clever nuisances do not deserve promises. Jason has been very upset about this lately. If we agree to his request, Jason will surely sense something is amiss. We cannot allow Zhang Xinye’s runt to find out this nuisance is related to us."

Interrupting number ’29’, ’15’ turned to look at ’101’.

And ’101’ nodded slightly, "Yes, while Jason can be difficult to control, it is after all the most reasonable high-level artificial intelligence. Although Zhang Xinye walks a different path from us, he indeed fulfilled his promise. Speaking of which, how did he die?"