Murim Recurve Chapter 148
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'Now, I have to find her mother. Just where are you?' Re'Kha frowned, then recalling her call did go through. As long as it wasn't a possible kidnapping case, there should at least be some clue with the receiver.
Re'Kha connected the mobile's Bluetooth to her car's as she made the call. Soon, after a couple of rings, the call went through as the man's gruff voice resounded once again, "…Hello?"
"Hello, this is my friend's number. Can you give the phone to her?"
"She's…dead." The gruff voice resounded with a deadpan tone.
"What?" Re'Kha shouted in surprise, "What happened to her? Where is she now? And who are you?"
"…Just your average Serial Killer." Saying his piece, the owner of the gruff voice smashed the phone to the ground before stomping on it. Re'Kha could clearly determine it based on the sound she heard.
Before the voice cut off, she could hear the sounds of people talking. Upon that, Re'Kha picked up some clues. "It is still someone around the Mysore Palace."
She slammed the brakes of her car, stopping in the middle of the road as the people behind her cursed. As they passed by her car, they pointed at her as they cursed and drove off.
Re'Kha didn't care about their reactions, feeling shocked at how a person's life changed through a matter of choices, both simple and grand. If she heard whether the cause of her death was an accident, then Re'Kha would have believed it.
After all, Re'Kha had experienced through her life before and knew what all to expect from it. But now, hearing about a casual serial killer killing her and even admitting it over the phone, she was unable to make sense of the situation.
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'Just how messed up was her original timeline?' Re'Kha frowned as she looked at the time displayed on her phone, noticing that it was already 9:15 PM, "There's isn't enough time."
Midnight, that was her time limit. After that, the scene would change. After all, the day repeated on Earth. And, in all her previous explorations, she had always changed bodies once this happened.
Even though her Quest would continue until her time ran out, it would be hard to complete it. After all, the current her possessed a car to give chase. Moreover, she was on the trail of the quest, present in close proximity.
But, if she inhabited the body of someone on the other side of the city, then it would be too late by the time she reached the spot to complete her Quest. Moreover, she was unsure as to what circumstances her next character would face.
That way, if she obtained a conflicting Quest, Re'Kha was unsure what she would do. In the first place, she didn't even wish to take on a Quest. But, thanks to a lapse in her judgement, she was broiled in another Quest.
"Such is fate," She sighed and continued driving. Completing the Quest was her only choice. Re'Kha had zero intention to receive the punishment. After all, she already had accumulated four damage from her past explorations.
The moment this counter reaches 100, she would die. And, Re'Kha was unsure as to the difficulty of Quests she would receive in the future. After all, based on what she learned in her Clan, the closer one was to obtaining 100 Units of Elemental Qi and had explored Earth many times, the difficulty of his/her Quest would skyrocket accordingly.
Moreover, from what Re'Kha had heard, the changes would become…bizarre. She was unsure as to what they would signify, for her Clansmen refrained from talking about it to her, including her father. When she inquired about it, all she came to know was that the moment she came to know about them, the contents of her Quest might change too much.
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That way, they wouldn't be able to guess about it. At least, if not for that, even without telling her about the contents, they would still be able to teach and prepare her accordingly based on their experiences.
'Will the scenery on Earth change?' Re'Kha was unsure, continuing to drive as she saw numerous vehicles ply about. Some of them used heavy beams in place of their headlights, causing disturbance to the vehicles moving in the opposite direction. Some of them moved through any and every gap they saw, trying everything possible to move past.
Re'Kha was indeed confused about their actions. But, from the logic of the lady in her thirties, this seemed nothing in comparison to what she had faced daily in her city—Bengaluru.
Soon, Re'Kha arrived at the same spot as before as she parked her car in the parking area. She then grabbed hold of her phone as she exited the car. After thinking for a second, she turned the phone silent, preventing any notifications to pop up even when she received a call.
It was just in case. She had to be prepared against all possibilities. She wished to grab a weapon to feel safe. But seeing as how her character lacked the strength to wield anything to a threatening degree, she pocketed the pepper spray from her purse.
The pepper spray was a tiny tube, 6 centimetres long, and possessed a diameter of a centimetre. It was something she could easily clutch in her hands without making it seem obvious. Re'Kha held it as she walked through the area, noticing how the crowd moving about reduced in density.
It was getting late into the night. And, as a city that didn't have much nightlife, the shops were beginning to close one after another as the crowd of people soon trickled down. Some watchmen also moved about on the streets, blowing whistles to signal people to leave the premises.
After a moment of thought, Re'Kha judged it was unsafe to move about in the open like this, weak, and unguarded. So, she returned to her car and drove it around, making a round around the Mysore Palace before stopping at a certain spot. This was where she had come across the potential accident in her second exploration.
Re'Kha looked around, frowning as she noticed the exact same bike being parked on the other side of the road. It seemed things weren't as simple as she had assumed in her second exploration.
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