Staring at the elderly man before him, Levis lowered his head and ceased to meet the man’s gaze directly. He struggled to suppress his slightly hurried breathing and said quickly, "I don’t understand what you mean, Mr. Lin En. Your... imagination... is formidable." He Ao glanced at his lowered head and felt the thoughts emanating from his mind. The Talent Sequence that Levis currently possessed was Talent Sequence 52: Arbiter. The special ability of this Talent Sequence was quite simple—it was ’Judgment’. In the face of disputes or battles, Levis could intervene with this ability to issue ’Judgments’ on the conflicting parties. This Judgment ability did not demand fairness; as long as those involved deep down did not hold an extreme dissatisfaction with the Judgment, they could ’naturally’ ’accept’ Levis’s Judgment on a psychological level. Thus, in practical use, Levis could leverage this ability to obtain benefits for himself through biased ’Judgments’, or he could attain some status for himself through relatively fair Judgments. However, a ’Transcendent Agreement’ capable of restricting thought was not something achievable by a mere D-Rank ’Judgment’ ability. Therefore, when formulating this agreement, Levis also introduced an ’external force’, known as the ’blessing’ of a Divine Being he referred to as the ’God of Order’. Through specific rituals, offering the corresponding sacrifices, he allowed his ’Judgment’ ability to undergo a certain special Metamorphosis for a limited time. After Metamorphosis, Levis could establish an unbreakable ’Transcendent Contract’ with others. In essence, he had made use of the inherent psychological and mental impact of his ’Judgment’ ability to issue an ’undisclosable’ ’Judgment’, and then through divine power, he amplified and metamorphosed it. The limitation was that this confidential contract could only be signed by Levis himself. In a sense, this was his ’special development’ of his own Supernatural Ability. With this contractual ability, Levis thrived in the political and business circles of Yilan City, and he had never disclosed the specific workings of this type of agreement to anyone. Feeling the contamination of knowledge spreading into his mind from acquiring this new ’knowledge’, He Ao’s gaze narrowed slightly. He could sense that some form of invisible connection had already formed in the void, one end linked to him, the other stretching beyond the endless space-time. It was not a tangible link, but rather one rooted in the foundational layer of the world, naturally born of entanglement. He had not possessed this kind of relatively ’keen’ ’perception’ before. In fact, this seemed to be the ’strength’ of the Angel-grade Item, Eye of Truth, which he acquired in the Main World—of course, when using the ’Eye of Truth’, this ’perception’ was much stronger than it was now. After the Copy World began, aside from Super Memory and Divine Sense, he could not sense any items connected to him in the Main World, nor could he call upon the power of these items. But from the current perspective, these items had not ’vanished into thin air’; they still influenced his soul through that invisible connection, only now weakened to the point of being almost nonexistent, responding only to certain special forces or connections. Simply obtaining knowledge related to a Divine Being in his mind also created a link to the Divine Being? However, it seemed that the ’God of Order’ did not care much about these ’connections,’ as no further contamination followed through it. According to He Ao’s experience, most of the time, Divine Beings did not concern themselves with the insignificant and feeble mortals. Unless you mocking them openly in a ritual. Of course, it is also possible that such established connections are too weak to carry any significant power. Feeling the not-so-powerful and rapidly dissipating contamination spreading in his mind, He Ao withdrew his thoughts and looked at Levis with an unchanged expression, saying calmly, "Then I’ll change the question. Where did you get this transcendent knowledge from?" Looking at Levis’s chaotic thoughts, it seemed he wasn’t a believer of the Church of the God of Order, yet he possessed a ritual method to stably obtain the blessings of the God of Order. Levis raised his head, looking at He Ao, feeling the oppressiveness in those seemingly calm eyes, and subconsciously wanted to raise his tone in a reactionary way, but as the words reached his lips and he met the elderly man’s tranquil gaze, he naturally deflated and stumbled. Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to look into He Ao’s eyes, "I’ve already told you, I don’t have such a thing." The method was taught by a ’Arbiter’ who claimed to live in Dawn City, and it was learned through the black market. Sensing the thoughts flashing through Levis’s mind, He Ao slightly furrowed his brows. It sounded like just an ordinary transcendent ’encounter’, which seemed unrelated to the ’Abyss’ mentioned in the main task. Moreover, the God of Order didn’t seem to fit well with something like the Abyss. Suppressing the thoughts that flickered through his mind, He Ao looked at Levis, "With that being said, tell me about the plans you’ve made against ’me’? And who are your ’trusted’ ones carrying out these plans? What have they done in this assassination?" "First of all, no matter what you think, I have nothing to do with this assassination," Levis took another sharp breath, looked at He Ao, and pulled out a difficult smile, "As for my arrangements, it’s quite simple, I hope to collaborate with Mr. Lin En. It’s good for you and for me." Instigating South City, bribing military officers in South City, arranging protests against Linen, coordinating with traitors like Fren to assist in the assassination. However, the mercenary corps that attacked Linen was not his contact; he just reported to Kopace Mining, and Kopace Mining arranged it. He didn’t have any direct contact with these mercenaries; his responsibility was merely to provide intelligence to Kopace Mining. In the whole affair, Levis was actually just a relatively bigger ’chess piece’, beyond the chessboard he was aware of, there was a vast amount of knowledge he didn’t know. After briefly organizing the information, He Ao’s gaze swept across Levis’s face. At this moment, Levis had somewhat recovered; apart from automatically recalling the questions He Ao had asked, his thoughts were more consumed by designing schemes against ’He Ao,’ trying to ’mislead’ He Ao with incorrect answers. The complexity of these thoughts greatly increased the difficulty for He Ao to extract valid information. And this was precisely why He Ao had just decided to crush Levis’s psychological defenses all at once. Even with mind reading, it was not certain that the person being read would recall the most truthful and effective information; one cannot be sure that the information from ’mind reading’ is ’correct’. To collapse his entire line of thought, when people act on instinct, they would subconsciously recall their most genuine memories without any cover. But at this point, He Ao had already gathered enough information he wanted. He Ao completely shut down his Super Memory, no longer paying close attention to those messy voices in Levis’s mind. He watched Levis and reached for the brass cane beside him. "Linen, you must understand the kind of terrifying enemy you are facing right now," Levis, who was still thinking about how to mislead He Ao in his mind, saw He Ao pick up the brass cane, seemingly preparing to leave, and his not-yet-stable train of thought suddenly panicked. He looked at He Ao and, raising his voice, said, "You are not the first to challenge them, and if you have enough experience, you should be able to see the outcomes of your ’predecessors.’ This is a dead end, a completely wrong dead end. If you let go now, surrendering now you still have time." He watched He Ao slowly rise without responding to him, raised his voice, laced with a hint of shouting, "You are now the Mayor of Yilan City, one of the most authoritative people in the Federation. You could have chosen a lifetime of glory and riches, so why walk that certain road to death?" The tightly shut car door slowly opened, Levis looked at He Ao’s turning back and continued to raise his voice, "What’s the use of capturing me? "Tomorrow, the day after, at most a day or two, or even this morning, in just a few more hours, I will be released. No matter how many times you capture me, it ends the same, the world will not change at all, "And you, can you survive an assassination once, but can you survive it a second time? Can you survive a blockade once, but can you survive a second one? Is your martial power enough to contend with thousands upon thousands of troops?" He yelled loudly, venting all the air from his chest, before leaning back in his chair, gasping for air. He seemed to have finally mustered his courage, looking at He Ao with a bit of a maniacal smile, "You’re going to die, while I’ll be living, and I’ll come to look at your grave." By this time, the car door was fully open, and as He Ao stepped out of the car, he said calmly, "If I were you, I wouldn’t go for early release. Being detained in the Federal Bureau of Investigation is much safer than being out in the open." "What are you joking about?" Levis sneered, "It’s you who is in danger, not me," He took a deep breath and shouted hysterically, "You will fail, the entire city, the whole Federation, everyone will witness your failure, just like all those ignorant and foolish people who tried before you." Neat leather boots stepped onto the shallow wet ground, raising a faint splash. Descending from the carriage, standing under an open black-cranked umbrella, the elderly man with grizzled hair and a straight figure turned his head to glance at the man inside the carriage. Scattered raindrops fell on the pitch-black umbrella surface, gathering into droplets, forming a curtain of sparkling beads along the edges of the umbrella ribs, sliding down in front of the elderly man. And it was this serene gaze that abruptly halted Levis’ gasping and hysterical screams as if his throat had been seized. Levis clearly felt that the old man in front of him was no longer looking at him with that oppressive gaze. The gaze cast upon him now was normal and calm, devoid of any oppressive scrutiny. Yet it was this normal and calm gaze that naturally let fear dominate his heart, gripped his throat, and left him afraid to breathe. The courage he prided himself in, the courage he had finally gathered, was easily shattered by this unassuming look. The elderly man’s eyes peered through the sparse rain curtain, seeming to gaze at him, yet also as if looking into the deep and boundless darkness. His elderly voice was raspy and serene, "I may not be the first, but I will not be the last." Then the man with grizzled hair turned his head to look towards the deep corridors of the Mayor’s Mansion ahead, lifted his foot, and crossed through the small gate. As he walked along the corridor, He Ao reached up to touch his bracelet. "Mr. Lin En, do you need something?" The voice of the Mayor’s Mansion Chief of Staff sounded in his ear. "Summon all cabinet members still in Yilan City, except for General Scott, including Deputy Mayor Lante, to attend a meeting at the Mayor’s Mansion." He Ao proceeded along the corridor, speaking swiftly and calmly. There was some confusion in the voice of the Chief of Staff on the other end, but he quickly nodded in agreement. Outside the corridor, only when he heard the footsteps spreading toward the depths of the corridor did Levis resume breathing, shrinking into a corner of the carriage, gasping for air. The world seemed to become silent at that moment, with only the pitter-patter of raindrops on the ground. Tucker, leaning against the door, gazed at the weak glow of the dawn at the edge of the sky, fumbled around, and took out a cigarette from his pocket. He pulled out a gas lighter, and amidst the wind and rain, he lit the flame, a fragile spark flared up on the cigarette end, flickering in the dim light of dawn. He took a deep drag, turned his head, looked along the deep corridor next to him, and quickly followed the footsteps of the elderly man. Sena, still somewhat dazed, quickly followed suit. In the taxi with its windows tightly closed, bumping along rough patches of road, a woman dressed in a red top leaned against the window, gazing at the dark streets outside. This was her first foray this deep into the Nevus District. Previously, her activities were mostly in the north’s Witkey area or the company’s eastern Saint Yilan District. Even when entering the Nevus District, she would stay near the areas bordering Saint Yilan and Wick District, rarely venturing further in. The online friend’s message stated that Yellow Leaf Pine Street was somewhat to the south in Nevus District. The lighting here was so dim, far from the hustle and bustle of Saint Yilan District, and even quite different from the Nevus District areas closer to Saint Yilan. The shaky taxi drove through the rain curtain. Ini retracted her gaze, looking forward at the somewhat worn road ahead, and took a cautious breath. The southern part of the Nevus District is rife with legends within the entirety of Yilan. It’s said that a variety of terrifying gangs are active here; security is extremely poor, and many people are reluctant to come. Feeling the tension in her heart, Ini lowered her head to look at the taxi’s empty driver’s seat. The driverless taxis were much cheaper than manned ones, but even so, Ini wouldn’t normally take a taxi unless she was carpooling with others. Taking a taxi alone over such a long distance was a significant expense for her already tight financial situation. Hopefully, this time there would be some gain. She hugged her camera close to her chest and took another breath. The taxi slowly came to a stop at the intersection. Yellow Leaf Pine Street, they had arrived.