Chapter 146 - 140 Battle 1
In the night, the hotel building was brightly lit, and the scattered multicolored lights from the surroundings added a colorful glow to the entire street. Although it was late, the stream of people on the street was still unending. Most of those out at this time were night owls and night shift workers.
Lin You cautiously came out of the hotel, holding Feil.
The alley next to the hotel was a snack alley, where rows of food stalls, adorned with overhead lights, attracted mostly young people. The scent of barbecue wafted over. Lin You sniffed the air.
"It smells so good," she inhaled the aroma deeply. But she knew that now was not the time to eat and reluctantly pulled her gaze away. "Feil, wasn’t our goal to rescue Chris? Why are we going after the pursuers now that we’ve gotten him back?"
"Rescuing Chris was just one of the objectives. The second is to give you a real comparison of strength. As a benchmark, this Dolanna should be just right, so it’s an opportunity not to be missed," Feil explained. "While we still have the power to protect you, because as the enemies you face become stronger, a single slip up in the future could cost you your life. By then, making such low-level mistakes in power assessment would be far too late."
"So what do we do now?" Lin You asked. She was carrying the cat, dressed in a light green overcoat and jeans. However, as someone who loved to look good, even though it was winter, she had opted for tight-fitting clothes that highlighted her figure. As a result, she attracted a lot of attention in the nighttime environment, which made her uncomfortable. These looks were not as subtle as those during the day, but rather extraordinarily brazen—as if the night gave people more boldness and courage.
"Now, before you go to contact the pursuers, I need to take you to meet some people."
"Who?"
"Your assistants for this mission."
"Assistants?" Lin You asked, puzzled.
The two of them followed the street toward the city center. Guided by Feil, Lin You came to a residential building, peeking through the iron railing. It was a smaller community with only seven or eight buildings, each over twenty stories tall with elevators—gray in color and looking rather simplistic and crowded.