I Reject Quests

The bald man with a moustache was Tony McBreth. He was one of the twelve District Experts watching over eighty districts in the entire Nat Province. Upon receiving the voicemail from Rewen, he looked into him and immediately set out taking six commander units with him.

"Rewen Klofar, I presume?" Coming near to him, he stretched his right hand towards Rewen.

"It is me. Sir, I hope you know everything by now." Rewen got up and shook his hand.

Tony gave a small nod while surveying the area. The State Police Administration is not to be underestimated. The moment they got the knowledge that there were terrorists in the town, they tracked down the sender of the voicemail, looked into him, and immediately found strange things happening around him.

Rewen visiting Area 51 was strange so they started from here. As they dug deeper, they found that he had a conflict with some individuals and killed two people. Then, they found out that the people he killed were cannibals. 

Who were the cannibals? Where did they come from? Why were they on Area 51?

Questions got solved and then more questions came out.

Eventually, they tracked the messages sent by X and figured everything out.

Immediately, a District Expert along with six commander units under him were sent out for the mission. The primary purpose of the mission was to secure the lives of Rewen, Denny and Svety. Not to engage in a battle with the terrorist organization.

"I have sent a group of trained medical professionals to Denny Klofar and Svety Milbourne. Worry not. Everything's under control." Tony said.

Rewen heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

The game wasn't over when the organization was disbanded. 

It would be over only when Denny and Svety would be considered safe and out of danger. To do that, the explosives inside them have to be carefully taken out. The same could be said for Luciana as well. As long as the explosive inside her is taken out, she would be out of danger. This is a race between them.

There would be no problem if Denny and Svety were the one who were the first to be out of danger. However, if Luciana was the one who went out of danger first, then it would be problematic. Rewen would certainly not want to stretch the matter by killing her after Denny and Svety had the explosives inside them taken out but the same could not be said for Luciana.

What if she wanted to kill Denny and Svety out of spite?

That's why it was very important for Rewen to win the race. 

Rewen sat back on the public bench. Just then, his smartphone rang from pocket. He checked the caller and picked it up. "..."

Tony McBreth took out a cigar and smoked. "Kid, you did a good job." He paused for a second before continuing. "Congratulations in advance. From here on, you are a role model and a celebrity. In the next few days, reporters would storm on to your place. This year's National Courage Award goes to you."

Rewen nodded slightly absent-mindedly. 

"Hm? You don't have a cheerful face. Is there something on your mind?"

Coming to his senses, Rewen shook his head. "It's just… it's all meaningless." He said, before throwing the smartphone towards Tony. "Before showing up here, I decided to be extra cautious with Denny, my cousin. I linked my "Touchable Sense Water" with three things. One, with a [Distributor] which is connected with the explosive inside the fallen devil. Two, with the telephone which sent my voicemail to you. Three, with my smartphone. The moment I forced the fallen devil to swallow the candy (explosive), I sent a pre-recorded text to my father who is living in the Black Continent. Here's the text."

Having worked as a District Expert for several years, Tony was sharp and quick. He immediately understood 90% of what Rewen was talking about and looked at the smartphone in his hand.

---

Quickly see if Denny is alright. If you can, please send people to guard her. I'll explain when everything's resolved.

---

There was no reply to this text but the message was marked as "read".

"It's complicated. I don't know how but the organization could keep track of every text I send or receive. I can't prove that because there hasn't been any instance where I texted anything that alerted the organization but I'm sure they somehow hacked my phone. The reason I'm bringing this up is because…"

He clutched his head with his two hands.

Tony was highly surprised by the meticulous planning. He understood why he did so and also understood why he did so only after forcing the fallen devil to swallow an explosive. The moment he did so, her life was in danger. There was very little chance for them to go through his texts while Luciana is in danger. Even if they did go through the texts, they would not think too much as the text didn't mention much.

Would checking 'if she was alright' do anything? Would simply protecting her do?

With a single tap on the remote, she would be shredded into pieces.

On the surface, it might seem illogical for Rewen to set this up.

Tony, however, understood why he did this but what he didn't get is why bring it up? 

"Listen to the call." Rewen's voice entered his ears.

Tony did as he was told.

He noticed the caller was Rewen's father, then played it.

"Rewen. Don't panic. I'm coming over. Listen to me. Don't do anything foolish. Stay where you ar--- beep!"

"..." Tony understood everything. 

Something happened to Denny.

"DAMMIT! I HAD OTHER FUCKING ALTERNATIVES!" This was the first time he had gotten so angry and this anger was directed at himself. 

Rewen rarely raises his voice and usually keeps his emotions to himself but this time, he couldn't hold back. He was seriously angry and frustrated. After all this, it still hasn't ended.

"Don't panic. I'll send my men to your hous---"

Just then, Rewen's smartphone rang.

Before Tony could look at the phone in his hand, Rewen snatched it and looked at it. 

"..."

A few seconds later, he threw the phone on the ground and started running.

"Hey, wait!" Tony shouted at him while considering whether he should chase after him when his eyes went to the phone. Crouching, he flipped the phone.

***

Black Continent.

In a certain place.

Viviana held her newly-born baby in her bosom and read through the text her eldest son to her husband.

"Aye…" The baby kept wriggling within her bosom.

"Keep still," Viviana said while looking at the text.

It was unknown whether the baby understood her or not but he went quiet. 

Just at that moment, a middle-aged man entered the room. 

Viviana stood up when her husband arrived and approached him. "Did something serious happen?"

The middle-aged man didn't say anything. He walked to the cupboard, opened it and took out a bottle of colorless liquid, and sprayed it on his face. "It's bad, Vivi. It's bad." Then, he walked to the basin and washed his face.

Almost miraculously, his face turned young. His pale-looking skin seemingly on his late-forties turned smooth. His beard became more refined and he turned slimmer. Within a few seconds, he went from a decent-looking uncle to a handsome man in his mid-twenties. 

People in the world usually have a lifespan of two hundred years. One only looks to be middle-aged when he/she crosses the hundred years mark. However, most people forcefully become middle-aged early because it slows down the process of aging. 

In other words, this was his original look. The reason why he turned back to looking young is that becoming forcefully old takes a toll on the body. For example, let's say a person can normally run a hundred meters in seven seconds. After forcefully becoming middle-aged. he/she can run a hundred meters in ten or twelve seconds. Obviously, it's not as simple as that but that's the gist of it.

Rewen's father turned around and saw the word anxiousness written on his wife's face. He wanted to express a few words of comfort but he had to time. "I'm leaving. If June arrives, tell her that the meeting is cancelled…"

Viviana nodded lightly.

Rewen's father slowly walked out of the room.

While carrying the baby, Viviana also walked out of the room. 

There was no sign of anyone. It's as if he had just disappeared.

Viviana didn't seem to get bothered by it as she walked out of the house and took out her car.

Properly wrapping the seatbelt over the baby, Viviana dialed a number.

"Hello?" It was a young female. 

"Hello, it's me."

"Ah… Madam. Is something the matter? Is Mister Klofar going to cancel the meeting today as well?"

"What do you mean by 'as well'? Forget it. June? Book a ticket."

"You will again go to Travil Town?"

"Yes. Make it quick."