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Chapter 138: A Man Called GrandFather
Finally, Gary stepped into the chamber, into the building. He had barely spent a day on the island, but his impact was already being felt. He just saved a man from being killed. Sick people, he thought. As he stepped in, strange lights beamed on with refreshing sounds that mimicked the sound of spring water running down glass. It was like stepping into a memory—one that didn’t belong to him. One that he somehow recognized. The walls were matte black with veins of glowing gold flowing like circuits through them. Everything was silent. Not the dead kind of silence, but the sacred kind. The air was scented with something too clean to be natural—something engineered. A fusion of frankincense, sandalwood, and something foreign… futuristic. Gary paused at the threshold. There were no guards. No drones buzzing overhead. No Models lining the corridor in their crisp perfection. Just... children. Little kids giggling, chasing each other barefoot across black stone floors, speaking flue
Chapter 137: Models Or Puppets?
Gary’s eyes narrowed. He remembered what his nanny told him just this morning… ***** She had stood before him, adjusting his tie, clipping his cuffs, looking fresh and youthful. “Master,” she had asked softly, “do I look pretty and young to you?” Gary was confused. He’d answered professionally. “All of the staff at the Empire are good-looking, sure. But it’s like everyone here is under thirty. Everyone looks like they were freshly plucked from the lemon tree.” She smiled. “You are right, Master. We are different. Do you know how old I am?” “Why is that important?” “I am 68 years old,” she said simply. Gary laughed it off. Scoffed. But then she stepped back, looked him in the eye. “I am one of his creations,” she said. “We do not age here. We do not get sick. We do not die. We are bound to him. And in return, we remain.” “For how long?” Gary asked. “For as long as he wills it.” “And if I don’t want this?” “Then pray your will is stronger than his, Master. Because once he se
Chapter 136: Nirvana
“Master. Master, we are here!” Gary’s eyelids finally opened. They had been driving for a long time and he had no choice but to sleep in the car, as he had trouble sleeping last night. The car finally came to a halt and in the blink of an eye, men two men were already by the door. The first man opened the door for Gary and the second held a black and gold umbrella, even though there was no rain. Gary blinked at it. The gesture felt symbolic. It wasn’t to protect him from the weather—there was no weather here, not in the normal sense. It was more like protocol. Presentation. Respect. A silent reminder of who he was. Or who they believed he was. He stepped out. His shoes touched smooth white stone. It wasn’t concrete. It wasn’t marble. It was something else—a living material that shimmered faintly beneath the mist, like glass that breathed. And then he looked up. And froze. This… this wasn’t just a city. This was Nirvana. A sovereign stronghold so removed from the rest of the
Chapter 135: "Bǎ nà gāisǐ de qiāng fàngxià!"
The driver’s hand twitched. The young man was scared, but the driver did not seem to care. “You heard the kid, Siu. Bǎ nà gāisǐ de qiāng fàngxià!” he screamed. But the man seemed to have other plans. “Hey, I will shoot him and shoot you and grab your money and sell your fucking heart, you hear me? I don’t care about him. And you. You all can die for all I care. What I care about is the dough! Tā mā de qián!” With that, the man followed his instinct. He pressed his finger against the trigger… And he pulled it, aiming at Miles. But his aim was bad. So bad that the bullet flew straight into his neighbour’s head and lodged into his forehead. Miles gasped, but was not shocked. This was a usual sight. And perhaps, even to the driver. He didn’t seem to care that he had just shot his neighbour, and the poor dude was lying on the floor, in a pool of his own blood. He raised the gun at Miles. “You huh… tell me… how… how do I become a model? Nǐmen bù huì shēngbìng, shuāilǎo huò sǐwáng.
Chapter 134: Ambushed
Then the driver stood up. "I'll be right back," he said. "Just need to speak with my neighbor. About… something." Miles watched him go, a knot forming in his stomach again. The something. It was always the something that you had to watch out for. He looked around the cottage. It was small, cramped, filled with old furniture and strange knick-knacks. There was a photo on the mantlepiece of the driver with a woman and a young boy. A family. It looked… normal. But something felt off. The air was too still. The silence was too heavy. He remembered the golden card, still tucked safely in his pocket. The card that was supposed to be his ticket out. Out of anything, really. To pay the bills, rent an apartment, buy a car, and… “Oh, I need a phone. I still have Galy’s number. I should check up on him and thank him.” he set an alarm clock in his head. The card that had gotten him here. And he remembered what everyone said about the "models." That they were special. That they were different
Chapter 133: 山頂道 Peak Road
The drive was longer than expected. The driver would stop at certain points to either make some random calls or buy some things, which he would put in his booth. Miles did not pay attention to any of that. As a matter of fact, he was lost in a swirl of thoughts, a muddle of recent days and whispered fears. The golden card felt heavy against his thigh, a secret he wasn’t quite sure what to do with. Was it real? Or had he dreamed the whole encounter with the American? A fancy car, a man with eyes like a winter sky, offering escape with a flick of a tiny rectangle. It sounded like something out of those cheap movies the older boys used to talk about, the ones they’d heard whispers of from the city folk who came to the factories. He glanced out the window, the blur of the city lights a stark contrast to the grey stillness of the bunker. Each streetlight was a tiny firefly, each passing car a brief whoosh of the outside world, a world that felt more and more like a fever dream. How l
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