Chapter 2873 - 1094: So It Really Is You

Chapter 2873: Chapter 1094: So It Really Is You

Outside the door was Zhang Yu.

The leader of the First University Assistant Corps.

In his hand, he held a face-concealing mask, and behind him stood several black-robed wizards with faces shrouded under wide hoods, like shadows, silently standing at the edge of the light cast from the dormitory entrance.

Just by looking at Zhang Yu’s eyes, Zheng Qing knew he had come to find him.

"Emergency task from the Edge Project Group."

Perhaps noticing the other two young wizards in the dorm, Zhang Yu’s statement was somewhat vague—until now, the term "Giant God Soldier" remained confidential to those outside of the project group, let alone its true meaning.

At the same time, Xiao Xiao had already brought the paper crane from outside the window into the room.

The dark red paper crane did not elegantly circle the ceiling twice like its kind. After entering the room, it directly charged toward its target, slipping neatly between Zheng Qing’s fingers.

The message was from Old Yao.

There was only a short line of text on it.

"Come to the project group with Zhang Yu for a mission."

No one could imitate the aura of a Legendary Wizard, especially within the academy’s range. Zheng Qing carefully folded the letter, stuffed it into the Grey Cloth Bag, then rubbed his swollen face and turned to look at his two companions.

"Assistant Corps mission, don’t buy breakfast for me tomorrow morning."

He muttered, paused, and added, "——Also, if the Black Gem Cat comes back in the morning and I’m not back yet, take it to the classroom and hand it over to Jiang Yu, she knows how to handle it... Do I need to wear the mask?"

The last question he directed at Zhang Yu.

"You need to wear it on the road."

The assistant corps leader answered cautiously.

...

...

It turned out that the mask only served its purpose on the "road."

However, Zheng Qing had some doubts about his need to wear it. After all, in the wee hours, the academy was empty, and this small team in black robes did not disturb anyone under the cover of night.

When he emerged from the winding corridors and crossed the stone gate with two pillars, the first thing the dark-skinned wizard standing at the narrow passageway entrance said was to take off his face-concealing mask.

"You’re different from them."

Alex shook his head slightly impatiently, his shiny forehead contrasting with his crumpled robe as if he hadn’t bathed for a month. "——They have to go deep into the Silent Forest and wear face-concealing masks to avoid revealing their identities, but you’re different. Edge Type One is your biggest mask."

Finally, someone mentioned the word "task."

On the way there, Zhang Yu had remained silent about all of Zheng Qing’s questions, leaving him baffled by this inexplicable operation tonight.

"What task?" he eagerly pursued.

"Someone will tell you." The dark-skinned wizard stomped his foot and walked into the passageway. "——Hurry up, you’re already a bit late."

Standing at the resonance chamber entrance, he finally turned to look at the boy.

"You understand the rules, no need for me to repeat them, right?" Alex spoke quickly. As soon as Zheng Qing nodded, he felt himself being roughly shoved into the dimly lit room.

This time, Zheng Qing finally had the chance to look up at the resonance chamber ceiling.

Bare, without any decorations.

Which somewhat surprised him.

Sitting on the stone platform in the center of the room, clearing his mind, while lines on the circular halo in front of him gradually smoothed out, those things resembling the aerial roots of banyan trees finally descended from the ceiling.

With a quick glance from the corner of Zheng Qing’s eye upward, although the "aerial roots" dropped from above, they actually came from the void, no wonder the ceiling was barren.

Instantly realizing this, the flower bud-like suckers at the tips of the "aerial roots" opened up, like long snakes seeking food, biting onto his nape, spine, joints one by one, while the largest one directly stuck to his face.

Even the second time feeling this control method, Zheng Qing still felt a strong discomfort.

When he came back to his senses.

His consciousness had already sunk into the body of "Edge Number Seven."

——Awake?

——If awake, come out quickly!

A familiar thought rather rudely shattered the momentary peace after the boy’s awakening, pounding against the hibernation pod of his body, dong dong dong, sending ripples through the surrounding viscous light green liquid.

Whoosh!

As the gigantic glass cover opened, the light green liquid roared, rushing out, quickly disappearing into the crisscrossed drainage grates, and simultaneously revealing that monster, hunched yet still immensely tall.

Zheng Qing took a light breath.

Controlling the body, he slowly stepped off the metal platform, looking around.

This was a spacious hall, with a dome at least over ten meters high above ground; even if he stood straight, he wouldn’t touch the ceiling. Besides him, there was another "Edge Type One," though its number was unknown.

Additionally, four hunting teams from the Assistant Corps were loosely distributed around the hall’s perimeter. With his limited hunting team knowledge, Zheng Qing could tell they were not resting idly but maintaining a rather advanced Array.

"Why did you arrive so late!"

The familiar thought again knocked into the boy’s consciousness—or, it was like an uninvited guest, rather rudely barging into the control center of Edge Number Seven.

"Sister Korma?"

Zheng Qing sensed the familiar aura from that thought, hesitated, and tentatively sent a thought over, then he too became an "intrusive" guest.

When his thought hit the other "Edge Type One," it encountered almost no resistance—if it was usually like crashing into the thick stone walls covered in magma when probing other wizards, now it was like hitting a lake surface, with only minimal resistance, entirely negligible.

Perhaps noticing the looseness of his thoughts.

Another thought quickly came from the opposite side.

"You’ll get used to it, you’re experiencing something akin to what the Big Wizard’s mind communication feels like now, though communicating with a true Big Wizard is different. Since we’re from the same batch of ’Edge Type One,’ we can ’take liberties’ with each other."

The thought sent by Korma felt as if she was speaking directly in front of him, with her voice, tone, expression, and even scent overlapping exactly with what was in Zheng Qing’s mind, quite magical. After a brief explanation, the witch shifted the conversation: "——I was just wondering who the other Edge Type One pilot was... hey, turns out it’s you!"

Unlike the lighthearted tone of the North District Grand-Wizard.

The now-cleared-minded Zheng Qing was full of confusion.

"What happened?"

He chose his most pressing question and sent it over first.