Waiting For Your Reincarnation Chapter 122

“Anything stand out to you?”

 

“Water and brainwashing and pure Sly power…”

 

“Ah…, it’s a report of Negro’s successful experiment, and I’m interpreting it as saying that water is a necessary medium for brainwashing.”

 

“And the power of this pure Sly?”

 

“That remains to be seen…”

 

Ji Hua raised one eyebrow at Yeon-young’s response. She stuck her head out as if to be sucked into the hologram. Ji Hua, who had been reading for a while, cocked her head slightly.

 

“It’s an experiment on Snarl, but pure power is a little out of place, don’t you think?”

 

“What?”

 

“Hmm, something doesn’t seem to add up.”

 

At Ji Hua’s question, Yeon-young also turned her head in the direction of the hologram.

 

It was a question she had never thought of before. In a way, it was an experiment to create evil, and purity wasn’t the right word for it.

 

‘What is the power of a pure Sly,’ Yeon-young thought as she doggedly took Ji Hua’s bait and dismantled it.

 

“What is the power of a pure Sly?”

 

Suddenly, Yeon-young’s mind flashed back to Saeri, who had always sent her on missions to the northwest mountains. Whenever she went there, a white Sly was always waiting for her.

 

Yeon-young remembered the white sly’s light. The clearest, most transparent, purest light in the world. Only the White Sly could hold that light in its hands.

 

She muttered to herself.

 

“White Sly…”

 

Ji Hua turned and stared at Yeon-young. She remembered the Sly powder coming from them.

 

White Sly was pure and powerful enough to restore a dying soul to its original state once and for all.

 

It was white Sly that Saeri had opened the temple to save.

 

If Saeri had known this earlier than others…

 

It’s clear that they need White Sly for their experiment.

 

The pieces of the puzzle are finally coming together. Suddenly, Yeon-young remembered the time she and Jaeho had gone to the northwest mountain.

 

When he saw the white sly in the hidden field in the northwest mountains, he looked surprised, as if he had found something unexpected.

 

“You’re here.”

 

Jung Jaeho said it. He already knew what the White Sly was.

 

Yeon-young had made the assumption that he was the head of Negro. If the experiment required a white sly, he’d probably try to capture it first to ensure complete success.

 

“Damn.”

 

Yeon-young groaned lowly; she had, in effect, thrown Negro a bone. She ran a hand through her hair and stood up.

 

Ji Hua, unable to regain her strength, fidgeted in bed, unable to get out of bed.

 

“What’s wrong? What happened?”

 

“I think I made a mistake, and now that I’m thinking about it, I really messed up.”

 

Ji Hua stared at Yeon-young with embarrassment in her eyes, but Yeon-young didn’t notice her gaze and activated the bracelet’s teleportation. She needed to call Ryu Won and get to the northwest mountains immediately. The White Slys were in danger.

 

Just then, the door opened, revealing familiar faces. It was Zhaolin and Ryu Won. 

 

Zhaolin was faintly surprised to see Ji Hua. Ji Hua also stiffened slightly at the unfamiliar face.

 

“Ah…, is this possible?”

 

“You said you didn’t believe it, but I showed it to you and you still didn’t believe it.”

 

“It’s not a common situation, is it?”

 

Ji Hua was relieved to see Zhaolin talking to Ryu Won at ease. Her fiery eyes searched hers intently. Ji Hua was the first to extend her arm to shake her hand.

 

“I’m Ahn Ji Hua. I don’t think I’ve met you before.”

 

Ji Hua’s introduction didn’t seem to faze her; she just stared at her hand in the air.

 

She seemed to be considering the kind of soul Ji Hua was. After a few moments of silence, she drew a few steps back as if she had come to a conclusion. Yeon-young shook her head, remembering the first time she had met her.

 

“Ugh, that high-minded personality.”

 

She took Ji Hua’s warm hand instead of Zhaolin’s, and a low, firm voice came from behind her.

 

“It’s Zhaolin. I’m probably the next in line to succeed Ms. Ahn Ji Hua.”

 

“Ah! So that’s why we’ve never met.”

 

Ji Hua smiled wryly, feeling that her question had been answered. She didn’t seem too hurt by Zhaolin’s cold demeanor. After observing the situation for a moment, Ryu Won leaned in close and whispered in Yeon-young’s ear.

 

“Where were you going earlier?”

 

“…Ah. We need to go to the mountains to the northwest.”

 

“When?”

 

“Right now.”

 

Ryu Won gripped her arm firmly with both hands. Judging from the questioning look in his white eyes, he was still trying to figure out what Yeon-young’s intentions were.

 

Zhaolin, who had overheard their conversation, also wore a somewhat dumbfounded expression.

 

“Have you forgotten what we’re dealing with here? What do you think you’re doing going there when it’s been declared war?”

 

“To evacuate the White Slys to a safer place.”

 

“Do you really have to move them now?”

 

Zhaolin asked, her voice softening slightly, as if her anger had subsided. Yeon-young nodded firmly and held up the holographic file she’d seen with Ji Hua in the air.

 

“There’s something we’re missing. The brainwashing experiment may not have been completely finalized yet.”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“Well, it says here that the most important requirements for creating a Snarl are water, brainwashing, and pure Sly power, and we haven’t deciphered what that is yet.”

 

Suddenly, every soul in the boardroom was focused on Yeon-young’s words. One by one, she rattled off the thoughts she had been organizing.

 

“I haven’t figured out why they need pure Sly power, but at least I think I know what it is.”

 

“You mean…?”

 

“Yes. If it’s the power of the White Sly, it should fit into this combination, shouldn’t it?”

 

“So you said we should go to the northwest mountains.”

 

“Yes, that’s right, the experiment isn’t over yet, so we have to play first.”

 

“Well, it’s a wartime situation, so that’s reason enough to go.”

 

Zhaolin let out a small sigh and rubbed the area around her forehead with her hand. Ryu Won nodded, as if her words made sense now.

 

Yeon-young swallowed dryly, chewing hard on her lower lip. Impatience washed over her as she realized that Jaeho knew the location of the northwest mountain.

 

Ryu Won smiled softly and tugged on the sleeve of Yeon-young’s white shirt. It had been unknowingly folded in a mess. Ryu Won’s touch was slow and respectful as he examined her clothes.

 

Seeing his calm demeanor, she suddenly had a vague feeling that everything would be okay. When the trembling in Yeon-young’s eyes disappeared, he opened the teleport.

 

“There’s no need to be impatient.”

 

“…Did I look like a fool?”

 

“Come with me, to where the white sly’s is.”

 

Ryu Won stretched out a thick, calloused hand, as if urging him to take it. The ring on his ring finger shone as beautifully as his eyes. Yeon-young didn’t hesitate to take his hand.

 

“Zhaolin, prepare a safe place ahead of time, because I’m coming through the portal.”

 

“Okay. If there’s anything I can do to stop the experiment, I’ll… bye.”

 

Ji Hua waved a hand and wished them goodbye.

 

They quickly headed to the northwest mountains. Yeon-young navigated the mountain passes with ease. With each climb, she realized the extent of her abilities.

 

Seeing a clear light rising above the cracked path, she found the field where Sly was. 

 

Ryu Won stared at her in wonder. After following her for a while, he suddenly spoke up.

 

“If I go, it’s going to be a mess.”

 

“Why? Ah.”

 

Yeon-young let out a small groan as she considered Ryu Won’s words. It reminded her of the time he had threatened the Slys.

 

“Karma.”

 

“Yeah, karma.”

 

“But why did you go all the way here?”

 

“I was mistaken. I thought they were covering their tracks.” 

 

“…I see.”

 

Yeon-young was slightly relieved to hear his answer, not that she thought his actions were right, but at least she knew she wouldn’t end up like Jaeho as long as he was around.

 

At the same time, she felt sorry for the time he had to be alone once again.

 

She tightened her grip on Ryu Won’s hand, and he let out a small laugh. Soon, the area around where they stood became thick with smoke. It meant they were getting closer to the field.

 

At that moment, an ear-piercing beep sounded from their communication devices.

Yeon-young tilted her head stiffly and put her hand on her bracelet.

 

“Yeon-young Kim?”

 

Yeon-young’s voice sounded familiar, and she slowly looked up, just in case. They had arrived at the field where the white Sly was.

 

“Jung Jaeho.”

 

In the center of the lifeless field stood the man Branch 1 had been looking for.