Chapter 683: Black Hand

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

After a short discussion, the three Metahumans decided to check on Lu Shu. Their first clue was this inn. The st.u.r.dy Metahuman asked the lady, “What did you talk about just now?”

They asked her as they found out that Lu Shu was talking to the water-type Metahuman and the lady when they walked in. The misunderstanding had just been solved, thus the water-type Metahuman acted as a translator to ease the awkward atmosphere.

When the Metahumans asked the lady, the lady was very excited. She said in Italian, “Him? I met him at the beach. Today is the Horse Riding Festival! My son is the captain of the Kau cheerleading team. I went to support him!”

The lady patted her son’s shoulders and said excitedly, “Isn’t he handsome? Ha ha, it is not easy to become the captain of the Kau cheerleading team. You have to go through many rounds of selection. My son is also very good in his academics. He learned the content taught at university by himself! He is going to take the admission test for the University of Oxford. His English is very good too! I’m telling you, my son…”

The three Metahumans were dumbfounded. “Wait. What did I ask you just now?”

The lady suddenly realized. “Ha ha ha, look at my memory. My son is 17 years old this year…”

“Wait, don’t talk.” The st.u.r.dy Metahuman stopped the lady. “I was asking, what did you talk about with that young Asian American man!”

“Oh.” The lady suddenly remembered. “Nothing.”

The three metahumans were ready to hit someone…

“I’m telling you, the three of us are Metahumans,” said the st.u.r.dy Metahuman.

“So what?” The lady had a look of disdain. “My son is a Metahuman as well. I’m telling you, I was so excited when he awakened…”

The st.u.r.dy Metahuman was speechless.

Why was it impossible to communicate with her?!

“We are from the Black Hand,” said the st.u.r.dy Metahuman calmly.

“That young Asian American man. I met him on the beach. He was beside a tour group from China. Later on, I pulled him aside to talk to him…” The lady explained what had happened honestly. There were good and evil Metahumans, but to this lady, the Black Hand in Italy were definitely evil. They had done many things that caused widespread dissatisfaction, but recently their presence had weakened. It was said that their leader had been told off by a father of an ordinary person.

The fact that her son was a Metahuman made her strong willed. In the past, there was a tree in their neighbor’s yard that blocked the light from the second and third floor. The two parties argued for a long time, but after her son awakened, her neighbors silently hired people to cut the branches away…

But she could not always be so strong-willed. She could not provoke the Black Hand.

“Where are his credentials when he checked in?” The st.u.r.dy Metahuman asked.

“We don’t register credentials here,” said the lady carefully.

There were some places overseas where public security was not very strict. One could find c.o.c.kroaches and cigarette b.u.t.ts in a hotel for over 1000 dollars per night. This kind of small inn on an island would not have any sort of internet connection either.

The st.u.r.dy Metahuman thought about it and said to the person beside him, “Bring Angelo over. See if that young man has any waves of energy.”

The person behind him rushed out. The st.u.r.dy Metahuman turned and said to the lady, “Our conversation never happened. Do you understand?”

He was about to go up when the lady suddenly said, “You still have not paid your deposit.”

The st.u.r.dy Metahuman paused. “I am from the Black Hand.”

“The Black Hand has to pay for their room too. If not, I will call Cartel,” said the lady.

The st.u.r.dy Metahuman laughed as he took out his money. “An organization like Cartel would only dare to talk in Sardinia.”

The lady rummaged through the counter. “Your change of ten dollars.”

There were many twists in the conversation, but it was very harmonious. If Lu Shu were here, he would have been shocked. There were many Pract.i.tioner organizations overseas. There were aggressive organizations, protective ones, neutral ones, and ones who liked to conduct research like a science interest group… there were all kinds of organizations.

But at least Lu Shu knew that he had come to the right place. He had met so many Metahumans in just one day. This was proof.

This was like a game. If you realized that there was nothing wrong with the path you were walking along, then you had walked in the wrong direction…

Furthermore, Coral was here.

Lu Shu was certain that there were people here who intended to fight Coral. As for the sample of the fabled World Tree, Lu Shu had a few awakening fruits on hand. He may be able to buy one…

He stood in his room on level four and looked at the hotel where Coral was staying. He suddenly realized that Coral was sitting on the swing in the courtyard, seemingly deep in thought.

When someone walked out of the hotel, Coral did not turn around, but she knew who it was. She straightened her back.

Lu Shu did not know what Coral and the person were talking about. The person was holding a file. It seemed as if he was asking Coral something. After Coral spoke, the person noted it down and returned to the hotel.

Lu Shu did not know what to feel. This scene made Lu Shu feel that Coral had too many responsibilities to bear. But there was nothing they could do. When she drew the Gungnir from her body and continued the Odin bloodline, she had become the Master of G.o.ds in the Deities.

This may be a position that many could only dream of, but Lu Shu felt that this was rather cruel to Coral.

But who could say for sure? Maybe Lu Shu just did not like authority and fame.

Coral suddenly staggered. Her slender arms grabbed onto the rope of the swing to keep her balance. It happened quickly, but it ended quickly as well. After two seconds, Coral was back to normal.

Lu Shu was dumbfounded. What happened to Coral? His impression of Coral was of a bright girl. How could a Cla.s.s B expert as strong as Coral stagger?

But Lu Shu did not know that she would be affected by her bloodline no matter what. If it were an ordinary Pract.i.tioner, they would fully recover from any injury in two months, unless it was an irreversible injury.

The strength of the Gungnir was frightening. When she attacked in a fury, even a fake Cla.s.s A like Takas.h.i.+ma Tairatsu did not dare to take Coral, who had just advanced to Cla.s.s B, on.

But Coral’s life and the World Tree were connected. When the Gungnir was injured, she would be involved as well.

But Lu Shu had never noticed Coral’s moment of weakness. The white tree mark, which he did not know the function of, started to appear and vanish. But Lu Shu did not sense anything.

After two seconds, the mark returned to its normal state.