Chapter 1062: 1059: If You're Not Wild, How Can You Be Called a Wild Animal

"Master Fuli, you should know, at our Longevity Club's adult gatherings, it's usually dozens of people lined up to participate...""But I never investigate. I worry that my probing might lead the masters to think I've figured it out and call me to become part of the meal."

Eleanor looked serious, raising her hand to gently stroke the silver cross on her chest:

"Therefore, I really don't know about Master Fuli's refined hobby of playing drums..."

While saying this, Eleanor expressed her faith through the cross on her chest. Although she belonged to the Longevity Club, she was quite conservative in some ways.

If Master Fuli is interested, she could immediately set up a discussion group for him.

Eleanor's words were sincere, with a hint of nervousness as she sneaked a glance at Master Fuli, like a wealthy landowner currying favor with an aristocrat.

Everything was so perfectly timed.

"...Who are you being sarcastic with here?" Ansheng's mouth twitched slightly, sensing an undertone of sarcasm in Eleanor's sincere words, yet lacking evidence:

"Last time in the chapel, you asked me to wash my feet and then went back to your room hugging two hefty bottoms. Now, during our face-to-face meeting, you suddenly tell me this."

"Who exactly likes playing drums? You even mentioned the women whose mouths spew electronic music."

Master Fuli was speechless, looking at Eleanor with disbelief.

Eleanor was stunned, silent for a moment, and pointed at her own cheek in disbelief:

"Me?"

"No, no, no, that's impossible. The Bible clearly records relevant provisions; acts in bed not conducted between a man and a woman are all considered reprehensible and would be consumed by holy fire—and become crispy chicken..."

Eleanor sighed and helplessly explained.

After she finished speaking, the study fell into brief silence, with the faint laughter of young ladies from the kitchen downstairs becoming audible.

A moment later.

Master Fuli looked regretful towards Eleanor and said, "I don't smoke, but in the drawer on the left side of my tea table, there are dozens of lighters, all taken by me."

Eleanor looked puzzled: "???"

So... why did the topic change?

"Since you're not my friend, and you've discovered my embarrassing secret..."

Master Fuli picked up a wooden stick again and looked at Eleanor, saying blandly, "You shouldn't probe my secrets."

The moment he spoke, Master Fuli stood upright again, about to strike with the stick and cause Eleanor to permanently forget everything about this world.

"Wait a second!"

"I think I'm on the right channel—" Eleanor's face changed dramatically as she gestured for him to listen to her explanation: "I also invited you to drink Latour, mixed with Sprite personally by me."

"You said Sprite was plain, wanted to get Thunder B and Li Wenkang mentioned that there's silly B on a platform that's strong enough."

"That night, I picked the girl with the biggest bottom, and the priest chose the one with the fullest bust—I mean, a nun—but it was too late, you said the bus service stopped and had me transfer two thousand to take a private car home."

As the stick was raised high, ready to strike down with a gust of wind.

Some buried memories of Eleanor unlocked, making her spill out everything to prove her identity.

But what she said was relatively vague, only remembering the first meeting, not mentioning her identity.

"Didn't you have a pretty good memory?" Master Fuli stopped the momentum of the stick and glanced sideways at Eleanor.

"...Couldn't help but laugh." Eleanor paused, then revealed a bitter smile in every sense:

"The force of the swing has been calculated based on the hardness of my skull. I don't think you are bluffing, rather you are a hundred percent certain of my identity..."

"But I am completely puzzled as to why you would know that I am here, and you locked onto me in one glance. I don't think I exposed anything."

Eleanor rubbed her forehead and was too tired to maintain the act, falling onto the sofa with a look of exasperation at Master Fuli.

In her decades-long career as a multi-faceted spy, Eleanor has never exposed her identity.

The reason for never being exposed is simple; when it comes to intelligence trading and delivery, including gathering intelligence, Eleanor has never personally appeared, not even once.

This is her special ability awakened after becoming a Gene Shifter.

She can extract part of the Power of Will and inject it into others, like a queen bee in a hive.

Those parasitized by Eleanor would have no sensation and would not even notice the foreign memories appearing in their minds.

They would merely believe that the memories in their heads are experiences they have gone through, or, as [I] would think, should be such.

The one with a meter-wide bottom [Earl], and now Adela, are coat identities Eleanor has chosen to sell intelligence openly.

She wouldn't expose herself, couldn't possibly expose herself.

Because, Eleanor never participated in any intelligence transactions and sales from start to finish.

Yet it was Master Fuli who realized, which completely puzzled Eleanor.

"I was just guessing..."

Sitting crouched on the desk, Ansheng showed a slightly strange expression, secretly pondering: Should I say it's my cousin who secretly leaked it to me? My cousin even found out your nickname [Lucy 6].

But outwardly, he still gave a plausible reason:

"The Security Bureau said you are the god in charge of intelligence. When Adela told me about the identity of the Mayflower Leader and its whereabouts in Furui City, I guessed you must be here too..."

"Considering you'd never miss the chance to witness the revenge drama of slaying a false god." Ansheng said with a meaningful tone.

Eleanor had once, with Earl's identity, expressed during the Peace Island incident, that slaying the false god was a great joy.

"...You guessed I was here, but how did you immediately lock onto me?" Eleanor questioned: "Do I have any suspicious indications? Please advise."

For spies, identity exposure means death, at best imprisonment for life.

Eleanor hoped that Master Fuli would tell her the shortcomings so she could correct them immediately once back.

Ansheng pondered silently for a while and said, "Do you want the truth or a lie?"

"?" Eleanor sent out a question mark.

"The truth is, [I] simply bluffed, just wanted an excuse to beat all the Longevity Club members around."

"After all, the Mayflower Leader has a rotten mouth, although I offed it, the more I think about it, the angrier I get." Ansheng nonsensically said with a peculiar expression:

"You're older, more troublesome, so I pummel you first, then hang those young ladies on the clothesline and spank them."

"Is it... really that wild?" Eleanor's expression subtly froze, leaving her looking dumbstruck.

"If it's not wild, how could it be called wild animals..." Ansheng chuckled:

"Of course, the reason and explanation of the lie, I think you might understand and accept better..."

"The Earl has been around for so long, when I guessed Earl was in Furui City, I immediately thought of something Miyel said to me."

"Your age is a cycle older than hers, among the Spiritual Particles organization's members present, yours is the oldest age."

Eleanor: "..."

The lie is more hurtful than the truth...

Faced with choosing between aging and reckoning misfortune, you're forcing me to put one badge on my forehead?