Gatekeeper Of All Realms Chapter 16

The room was gloomy and chilling after the lights went out.

The police chief’s office was originally spacious and open, with a guest sofa set in addition to the desk. Various honor banners hung neatly on both sides of the wall, and the window directly facing the desk was also bright, offering a view of the street outside.

But at this moment, the salty wind blew in through the broken window, as if recounting the strange events that had just occurred.

The room was pitch black, with only the emergency light flickering.

Everything seemed quiet and eerie.

Shen Ye slowly retreated two steps, his gaze fixed on the corner behind the desk.

There was a large cupboard with tightly closed doors.

This kind of cupboard was very common, about two meters tall, used to store various items or hang clothes.

Teachers’ offices in schools also had these cupboards.

Suddenly.

The voice sounded again from inside the cupboard:

“A hunter, yet killed by its prey, and that prey even disguised itself as the hunter.”

“What a tragic thing.”

Shen Ye composed himself and said, “You mean, just now, that Luo Feichuan—”

“The first drawer on the left side of the desk is unlocked. Open it, and you will find the truth,” the voice continued.

Shen Ye was silent for a moment.

Should he just rummage through a police chief’s personal belongings? What if there was a problem?

—Is this voice reliable?

However, he did sense that his “Whispers of Darkness” ability had been activated.

It was a very mysterious feeling.

“Whispers of Darkness” was the foundation of the Undead tribe, one of the three oldest inherited talents.

Never mind.

Take a risk!

Shen Ye stood up, walked behind the desk, pulled out a tissue from his pocket, wrapped it around two fingers, and then used those two fingers to open the first drawer on the left.

Inside the drawer lay a pair of light brown frog-eye glasses.

Shen Ye’s pupils contracted.

He had seen that photo.

When Shen Ye was visiting Chen Haoyu in the hospital, a tall, thin man stood on the roof of the building opposite the hospital, facing the hospital, with his hands clasped together, his mouth open, seemingly chanting something.

That man was wearing a pair of light brown frog-eye glasses.

—Exactly the same as this pair!

Shen Ye closed his eyes slightly, then reopened them, his composure restored.

A terrifying truth surfaced in his mind.

Could it be…

He used his tissue-wrapped fingers to push the drawer shut, then walked a few steps to the storage cabinet in the corner and pulled it open with his fingers again.

A corpse was bound and standing inside the storage cabinet.

It was Luo Feichuan!

His body was covered in shocking wounds, but no blood was seeping out, indicating that it had been professionally treated.

“Chief Luo, how were you killed?” Shen Ye asked in a hoarse voice.

“There was a problem with the weapon.”

The corpse, with its eyes closed, opened its mouth and said, “He is an assassin, and I am a special forces soldier with equal strength and agility.”

“—I need powerful equipment to exert my full power. He only needed to catch me off guard to assassinate me.”

“What was his purpose?” Shen Ye asked.

“He must be seeking some answers, otherwise why go to such great lengths, using my identity to lure you to the police station to question you personally,” the corpse said with certainty.

Shen Ye’s heart trembled.

That’s right!

The fake Luo Feichuan was just asking him about the hospital.

Perhaps he was very confused—

The curse sculpture of the King of Ten Thousand Fallen Ghosts had never failed in history.

Why was it ineffective against a 15-year-old boy?

He had to figure out what was going on.

But luckily, a group of police officers came to report, and he himself stalled for a while, and then—

A madman came to the police station to provoke them.

Everything was disrupted.

—The killer didn’t have a chance to press further!

“Chief Luo, the killer who impersonated you has now been taken away by a guy in fancy pajamas using a magical technique,” Shen Ye said.

“Magic? What kind of magic?” the corpse asked in confusion.

Shen Ye explained the situation.

The corner of the corpse’s mouth twitched slightly, revealing a hint of mockery:

“The prey disguised itself as the hunter, but it didn’t know that a bigger problem was hidden behind the hunter.”

“You mean, the guy in pajamas is more powerful?” Shen Ye said.

“That one is the Inquisitor of the Silent Church—they are all mentally disturbed madmen. Not long ago, I accidentally killed some of their people, and now he has personally come to seek revenge.”

The corpse said.

“The Inquisitor… thought that killer was you?” Shen Ye said.

“Exactly,” the corpse said gleefully.

The corpse further explained: “What happened just now was not magic, but an ‘anomaly’.”

“Anomaly?”

Shen Ye couldn’t help but repeat.

This was the first time he had heard this term, neither in his previous life nor in this one.

“Other worlds suddenly link to ours, encompassing, eroding, usurping an area, or even directly taking away some beings—”

“These are called ‘anomalies’.”

“Above that, there are even more powerful situations, called ‘catastrophes’.”

“What is a ‘catastrophe’?” Shen Ye couldn’t help but ask.

“Powerful monsters from other worlds suddenly descend upon the main world using some method—”

“This situation has a high probability of causing a great disaster.”

“I don’t know if you still remember, when Jiangnan City was flooded, causing an earthquake, and the entire city was wiped out.”

“You ordinary people don’t know, but that was a typical ‘catastrophe’ descending.”

Shen Ye was speechless for a moment.

How terrifying…

Wait!

There was a problem here.

“If that killer reveals his true identity, will the Inquisitor of the Silent Church let him go?” Shen Ye asked.

The corpse said: “The ‘anomaly’ has already formed, and it’s impossible to reverse it. Moreover, the Silent Church is willing to kill all humans, as this is the will of their master behind them.”

“Church… I haven’t had contact with any church,” Shen Ye said.

“Do not contact any church. The gods of the church are very insane, and so are their followers. You must carefully stay away from them to preserve your soul,” the corpse said.

Shen Ye rubbed his temples painfully, forcing himself to calm down.

—Is the adult world so dangerous and complex?

How can I grow up alive?

“Chief, is there anything else you can help me with?” he asked.

The corpse thought for a moment and then said:

“We don’t have much time; we can’t chat for too long. We must be quick.”

“Why?” Shen Ye asked.

“If that killer can survive the ‘anomaly’ of the Silent Church, he might be able to return soon. After all, that ‘anomaly’ is just the mildest kind and has a time limit,” the corpse said.

Shen Ye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He might come back!

In other words, he was still in a dangerous situation.

—When he met the killer just now, he was subconsciously a little cautious and didn’t reveal the true situation.

Luckily he didn’t!

Once the killer got the information he wanted, he would be of no further use.

He could kill him with a casual flick of the wrist.

It was right for him to stall for time!

“Couldn’t that inquisitor kill him?” Shen Ye asked.

“Actual combat involves some temporary changes that no one can predict, like me—I also accidentally caught some of their followers and was originally preparing to escape back to the world government’s military fortress to hide for a while,” the corpse said.

—Who knew you’d be killed by the killer before you even moved.

Shen Ye silently added in his mind.

As he communicated with the corpse, he gradually realized something.

He would never be able to enjoy the peaceful times of his previous life.

Countless conflicts and battles were constantly erupting in this world.

—In this world, if you don’t want your fate to be controlled by others, you must strive to become stronger.

The corpse opened its mouth and said:

“Remember, you need to go to the weapons storage room on the third floor immediately. On the silver wall outside the storage room, enter the password:”

“2EGY-57XC-9Q61-7SKR-81MT-3DPW-76AP-76AP-5E2K-99VS.”

“There’s a special pen there that can write on the wall.”

“Report the truth, and you will receive protection.”

“Time is limited. This is your only way to protect yourself. Go quickly!”

The corpse finished speaking and became still.

A line of glowing small characters appeared on Shen Ye’s retina:

“The other party’s soul has departed.”

Shen Ye stood still for a while, then suddenly said, “I have another question.”

A new line of glowing small characters appeared:

“The other party’s soul has returned.”

The corpse spoke again:

“I’ve told you everything I can tell you. What else is there?”

Shen Ye went to the desk, picked up a pen and paper, propped the paper on his leg, and said:

“Your password is too long. I’m just one person, I can’t remember it.”

The corpse had no choice but to repeat it.

Shen Ye wrote it down.

Once the soul saw that he had recorded it completely, it departed again.

Shen Ye, holding the paper, read it several times, still feeling uneasy.

—This password is too long. Should I call him back again?

Never mind.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder patients should not be so embarrassing.

Besides, I am also a “polite person.”

—If it’s really wrong, it’s not too late to call him back.

However, he finally understood now why the ancient Undead talent, “Whispers of Darkness,” had such a description.

“With corpses as proof, the deceased must answer your call, crawl up from hell, and truthfully tell you what they know, so that their souls may find peace.”

—If you don’t speak, I will keep calling you.

It’s annoying.

Still want peace?