Kill the Sun
Chapter 142 142 – Green Powder

Chapter 142 Chapter 142 – Green Powder

Just when Nick was retrieving his second spear from the wall, the door to the Dreamer's Containment Unit opened, and Trevor walked out.

Nick blinked a couple of times in surprise.

Usually, Trevor didn't wake up on his own.

"Does anyone know what's going on?" Trevor asked with a shout as he searched for the guards.

Then, he found Nick. "Oh, Nick. You're here already?" he asked.

Nick nodded as he put the bloody spear onto his back.

The next moment, Trevor noticed the corpse in the middle of the warehouse.

When Trevor saw the face of the corpse, he flinched.

That hole in the middle looked brutal.

It was like a huge object had shot through it at incredible speeds, which was probably what happened.

Trevor quickly realized that it had probably been one of Nick's spears, which shocked him quite a bit.

Trevor was not dumb, and he could tell how much force something like a spear needed to shoot through an Extractor's skull like it was paper.

He knew that he could deal a lot of damage with his own convertable spear, but he couldn't do something like that.

His opponents were made of actual matter, while the holes looked like the spear didn't distinguish between an Extractor's body and air.

How much power could Nick unleash?!

'That's probably due to his ability,' Trevor thought.

Trevor and Jenny still didn't know what kind of ability Nick had, which meant that they could only guess.

At least now, they knew that Nick's ability was useful for direct combat.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to unleash so much power.

"What happened?" Nick asked as he jumped down from one of the scaffoldings.

"That's what I wanted to ask," Trevor answered. "I suddenly woke up and found the Dreamer in the corner of the Containment Unit, looking at the ceiling."

"I found the spy and threw my spear at her," Nick said. "The spear passed through her and bounced off the Dreamer's Containment Unit. It probably got startled by the loud sound."

"Oh, okay," Trevor said, looking at the corpse. "Should I go back in?"

"No, it's okay," Nick said. "You can go home earlier today."

Trevor nodded. "Sure. Please, tell me if anything comes of this, okay?"

"Of course," Nick said with a nod.

"Then, have fun at work," Trevor said before throwing another glance at the corpse and leaving.

"Thanks," Nick answered absentmindedly.

A moment later, Nick opened the door to the Dreamer's Containment Unit but didn't enter.

In the corner of the room, the Dreamer just looked at Nick with its dead eyes.

"I accidentally hit your room with this spear," Nick said, showing the bloody spear. "Sorry for disturbing you. I'll come to you in a couple of hours, okay?"

The Dreamer just looked at Nick.

It didn't answer.

"Of course," Nick said before closing the door again.

Then, Nick leaned on one of the walls and waited for Wyntor.

"Excuse me, Nick?"

Nick looked over as two of the guards approached.

The third one was keeping a lookout from above.

"Hm?" Nick uttered.

"What happened?" the guard asked.

"That's a spy," Nick said, pointing at the corpse. "She was on the roof, fidgeting with this glass jar above one of your guys' locations."

The two guards took deep breaths.

This meant that they had been the targets of something.

"May I take a look?" one of the guards asked as he took out a small box.

"Sure," Nick answered with a shrug.

Next, the guard opened the small box, revealing several small bottles and vials.

Nick watched with raised eyebrows as the guard very carefully removed some of the green stuff in the glass jar and put it into one of the vials.

While the first guard was performing some tests on the green stuff, the other guard looked at the three black balls beside the corpse.

Nick gestured that the guard could take a look, and the guard inspected one of the black balls.

"Nick, I know what this is," the second guard said.

"Oh? What is it?" Nick asked, approaching the guard with the black balls.

The guard showed Nick a small engraving on the black ball and the sigil of a cute ghost.

"It's a weapon produced by Ghosty's Lab," the guard said.

"What kind of weapon?" Nick asked.

"A smoke bomb," the guard said. "It has no offensive purpose and is almost exclusively used to flee from a battle."

"One of them is about 5,000 credits."

Nick furrowed his brows and nodded.

It made sense that a spy would have something like that.

'Maybe I should get a couple of these?' Nick thought.

"Thanks," Nick said.

The guard nodded and put the black balls back to the side.

The second guard went back to his post while the first one continued experimenting with the green powder.

Nick just waited.

Eventually, Nick saw the entrance to Dark Dream open, and Wyntor walked in.

When Wyntor saw the corpse, he raised an eyebrow. "I presume that's the one?" he asked.

Nick nodded. "Yep. She landed on our roof and was sprinkling that green stuff into the warehouse. Or, at least, she wanted to. She didn't have the opportunity."

Wyntor nodded as he approached the corpse.

When he saw the corpse's face, his eyes didn't show any reaction.

They just remained cold.

"Sir," the guard experimenting on the green stuff spoke politely in greeting.

Wyntor nodded. "You're analyzing the green powder?" he asked as he scratched his chin.

His furrowed brows showed that he was confused or skeptical about something.

"Yes, sir. I'm nearly done. I am basically already certain what it is, but I want to rule out all other possibilities," the guard said.

"I also am pretty sure about what it is," Wyntor said.

"Oh, you know what it is?" Nick asked.

Wyntor nodded but didn't say anything.

The two of them waited for the guard's analysis to finish.

The guard stood up and put his little box away.

"I'm almost certain that this is some sort of healing powder."

Nick's eyebrows shot up.

At the side, Wyntor nodded. "That's what I suspected."

This confused Nick a lot.

Healing powder?

Why?

Why would the spy sprinkle that into Dark Dream?

"What does that mean?" Nick asked.

Wyntor took a deep breath through his nose.

He didn't seem happy at all.

"It means that Ardum got us."