After an unknown amount of time, light entered Zeke's eyes as he regained consciousness.
As soon as he recovered his senses, he asked eagerly, “Whitey, was it successful?”
Unexpectedly, the Progenitor chuckled.
Zeke frowned. “Whitey, why the f*ck are you laughing? Was it successful or not?”
The Progenitor began laughing more hysterically. It was practically tilting its head back as it guffawed.
D*mn it!
Zeke was anxious to know the result, so he directly gave it a mental whip. “Answer me. Was it successful or not?”
At that, the Progenitor swiftly replied, “Successful. Successful. Of course, it was successful.”
Finally, Zeke could put his mind at rest.
“Then why are you laughing?”
The Progenitor answered, “When I took control of your body earlier, I checked your memories too. I did not expect
you to be an abandoned child from a rich family. You even used to beg for food on the streets and nearly died from
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthunger. The funniest thing I saw was when your fiancée dumped you, not to mention that she did it during the
wedding. Hahaha! If the public knows their idol that they revere actually has such an unpleasant past, do you think
your reputation will be tarnished?”
Zeke's face was grim. Again, he whipped the Progenitor with his mind.
“Ah!” it wailed in agony. “I'm sorry. I was wrong. Stop hitting me!”
Zeke uttered, “Keep an eye on this cursed parasitic worm. Do not put your guard down before I come back. If its
master asks about its condition, instruct the parasitic worm to answer its master that everything is fine. Do you
understand me?”
“Yes. Yes, I understand.”
“Good.”
After saying that, Zeke turned on his heels and went to track Crippled Williams and the others' trail.
By the time he returned to Crippled Williams' house, the latter had already left with the others.
Fortunately, Sole Wolf knew Zeke would go back there to track their whereabouts, so he deliberately left a trace of
energy at the scene.
By following the energy trail, Zeke caught up with Sole Wolf's team.
He kept a safe distance between himself and the team, communicating with Sole Wolf using telepathy. “Sole Wolf,
how's the situation? Is there any unusual occurrence?”
Sole Wolf replied, “Everything is normal. Crippled Williams did not do anything suspicious.”
“Okay. You must be extra careful. I found a cursed parasitic worm at Crippled Williams' brother's grave, and
Crippled Williams instructed the cursed parasitic worm to monitor me. I have strong reasons to suspect that
Crippled Williams is colluding with Cesar. The peculiar events on Golden Sands Mountain must all be Cesar's
doings.”
“Hah!” Sole Wolf sneered. “I've been guessing that Crippled Williams is tainted. It is indeed as I've imagined. Zeke,
don't worry. Crippled Williams does not pose a threat to us.”
Zeke exhorted, “You mustn't let your guard down. Let Ares and the others know about this too.”
Sole Wolf answered, “Understood!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith their team's unique hand sign system, he directly gestured to everyone, sending the message to others that
Crippled Williams was problematic.
The others immediately grasped the message and became more vigilant.
Throughout the journey, the team discovered that all six main roads leading to the higher part of the mountain
were indeed blocked by sand. The layers of sand had accumulated to an average man's height. If an ordinary
person stepped foot on those routes, they would undoubtedly be caught up and drowned in the sea of sand.
Sole Wolf asked Crippled Williams in curiosity, “Is there a desert nearby?”
The latter sniggered. “Desert? We are in the central plains. There's no desert around here!”
“If there isn't any desert nearby, where did all this sand come from?”
“I do not have the answer either. All right. We've arrived at the only road leading up to Golden Sands Mountain.
Subsequently, all of you will have to shut up and follow closely behind me. Do not blame me if your carelessness
leads to your death,” Crippled Williams said while pointing at the route ahead, which led up to Golden Sands
Mountain.
Then, everyone turned to look in the direction where his finger was pointed at.