"Come out now boy. I purposely teleported to this place just to entertain you."

Seconds pa.s.sed that no movement showed from where his eyes laid about. The cries of bugs and cicadas were like mocking replies from the should-be companions he would only have for appearing in such a deserted place. However, he didn't move from his spot of teleported back to where the man waiting for his report was.

As a bored clone who, like his Original, would only have science and mathematics books to dabble in once he returns, he at least could afford to waste time as he dragged on the reporting to the real Fred. With a wave of a hand, he reduced a nearby acacia tree into mere stumps. Uncaring whether the dirt and gra.s.ses would cling to his pristine white lab coat, he sat on it, his posture so relaxed, a hand even supporting his chin as he waited for the rat to come out of his hiding place. If only his face was a bit younger, then he would have looked a bit more harmonious with nature.

"Still not coming out?" he coldly laughed. "Leo Jones, you think a mere clone like me won't know your history and records of how you manically hunted down people like me? Isn't 101's clone your most recent target? What now? Changing sights to me? You sure have guts."

Annoyance shot out of his eyes again. Talking with air was never a nice experience. Although the totally insane and mentally corrupted sometimes do so out of boredom or lack of reason, for those who were really perfectly awake to reality and were only mistaken crazy for having different morals and viewpoints in life, talking to the air was not really something enjoyable.

With his mood straying from the fine line, the surroundings seemingly matched it, cooling down the place which was already quite cold due to the chilling winds of the fast approaching month of November.

When this condition persistently worsened within a half a minute, a red cap wearing boy in a T-s.h.i.+rt and baggy shorts was forced to cancel his invisibility.

Leo was gritting his teeth.

The kid was actually not planning to face the scary man after he was discovered but had no choice but do so when he found out that s.p.a.ce was locked, this time for real and not the pseudo incarceration Clarissa activated before. Even his Body Swap was rendered useless! His escape route was thoroughly blocked! Not only was his hope for an a.s.sa.s.sination dashed, if the man went crazy or beyond rational tonight, he might also even die!

"Finally."

A smile finally appeared on the older man's face, watching curiously as the boy took out a high-level barrier that could block a full-blown attack from a Level 8 host.

"I'm surprised you could already afford something as pricey as that. It's worth at least a million points, right? Wow, taking bombing as immoral route sure is very lucrative. It sure gives points more than fifty percent of the missions that should be available on your level."

Leo snubbed the man's praises, focusing more on his voice and reconfirming his suspicions. The reason he recognized the other as a secondary host was that the first person who contacted him had a slightly different voice than this one. They were wearing the same coat, had the same body built, the first one was masked but if the same mask was used to cover this secondary host's face, he would still look alike with the Original.

'Just a secondary host, a thing trying hard to appeal useful to his creator.'

Disdain flashed across his eyes which also vanished within a second.

He ignored the system, only recalling how this big b.a.s.t.a.r.d confessed to being a clone.

Hate filled up his heart as he looked at the being sitting a dozen meters away from the tree he was at on the opposite side of the street.

Since the place was eerily quiet, the wind did not have problems transmitting the boy's cautious but hostile voice over.

"Who are you?"

"None of your business."

Smilingly, the middle-aged man stroked his beard and answered.

"In the first place, who do you think you are, running around tailing me? Just because 'he' contacted you and you did some favors for him, you're already a.s.suming that we owe you one? Dreaming on, my boy?"

"...I admit I messed up." The kid replied in a low voice a couple of moments after.

"So are you going to kill me since I'm no longer of use to your Original?"

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