Murim Recurve Chapter 160
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"Just what is the reason?" Re'Kha frowned, unable to think of anything. No memory related to Chaya showed such a character in her. She was a regular housewife, through and through.
She surfed through Chaya's social media, looking at the numerous pictures she had uploaded. It was just typical of someone like her, nothing unusual. Re'Kha then looked past them, trailing over the years to her past, finally arriving at her first picture that had been uploaded when she was in high school.
She was considerably pretty back then, as she had been active in sports. It seems she hadn't bothered to maintain her physique after giving birth, causing her to lose most of her previous charm.
Using the torchlight of her phone, Re'Kha flashed around the room, looking at everything installed in place. Even though her character was living with his parents, he seemed to maintain his own private life, judging by the facilities installed in place.
Re'Kha exited the room and noticed how the adjacent room housed his parents. They were currently sleeping, undisturbed when she flashed her light on them for a second. It seemed they were heavy sleepers.
'It would be for the best if I visit Chaya's house to find out the truth.' Re'Kha thought, for that was the only option left for her. Otherwise, she didn't have any idea about how she would proceed in completing her Quest. She had no intentions to accumulate another unit of damage.
After all, she had no idea about how difficult her future missions would turn out to be. So, in the case she fails some of them, she should have enough leeway to survive even after taking a lot of damage.
So, even though she only accumulated four damage till now, and would only die when the count reaches one hundred, Re'Kha didn't wish to take her chances. She arrived before her character's wardrobe, taking out some clothes to wear.
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She chose black clothes, including a hoodie and a mask to fully cover herself. She also packed a roll of duct tape. Her character was an engineering student, she had had a lot of useful tools left in his home.
Even though she wasn't able to do much, considering she was still receiving information at a steady stream whenever she saw anything, Re'Kha could perform the basics. She created a suit of armour that she wore underneath her vest, also ensuring to protect her thighs.
After all, if Chaya noticed her and went bazooka on her, she should be able to protect herself. Soon, Re'Kha was fully equipped with everything she needed. She then thought for a moment before entering the kitchen to take a knife.
Wielding it for a couple of swings she determined it was perfect for her current physique, 'This character has considerable strength, even if his speed is a bit lacking.'
Moreover, she faced zero resistance from her character. On the contrary, she could sense waves of curiosity from her character that tried to comprehend the situation.
"Engineers…" She said with a knowing tone, realising that her character had a base voice. After covering herself fully, gloves, a face mask, a pair of soft sneakers, Re'Kha exited her house, all the while ensuring she didn't many any noise.
She then approached her bike and switched it on, cranking the gear as she slowly moved it out of her house to the road before gently increasing the speed. In the silent night, with the power was cut off, the sounds from the bike were ear-piercing.
In order to not make too much of a commotion, she quickly drove it off from the street, arriving onto the main road as she sped forth. If possible, she preferred to ride a cycle. And, her character did have one, as he seemed to be the type to ride in the morning, probably a habit his father had drilled into him to keep him healthy.
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But, upon seeing the distance between the two places in the maps, Re'Kha refrained from using the cycle. There wasn't a straight route to Chaya's house from her location. So, she had to take many roundabout cuts. And that totalled a distance of 12 kilometres.
It was still a distance traversable through a cycle. But, that would leave her tired. And in the off chance, she had to fight Chaya again, the exhaustion would put her at too much of a risk.
After all, even though Chaya didn't have much strength or even speed for the matter, her actions were efficient and vicious and accurately aimed at the vital areas of the human body. Moreover, she didn't even flinch at a wound, so it made her a pretty dangerous opponent.
In the end, she had taken down almost thirty people. So, her ability to kill people was apparent. Unless Re'Kha was in her optimal state, encountering her was suicidal. That was why she decided to use the bike.
Re'Kha sped along the road, noticing a police jeep stationed at the side of the road. The moment she sped past them, she noticed how the police within had placed a radar gun and aimed it on the road, checking for any vehicles that exceeded the city speed limits during the night.
With barely any traffic during the night, those on the road usually didn't care about the rules, eventually leading to a series of accidents. So, to prevent that, they were usually stationed at various parts of the city where youths usually roamed around during the night.
'Dammit, the speed limit.' Only now did Re'Kha remember it, noticing how the speed limit was only 40 kilometres per hour in that section of the road. On the contrary, she was driving at double the speed.
So, the moment her bike passed by, the police jeep chased after her.
'It would be a pain.' Re'Kha understood how the fine she had to pay, the police inquiry, and other formalities would delay her too much, not giving her enough time in the end to finish her Quest. So, without any hesitation, she sped forth and escaped through a narrow road, intending to throw them off.
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