novelden Chapter 197 The Correct Way to Open the Safe
Chapter 197 The Correct Way to Open the Safe
Lin Feng felt a gentle force envelop him, and the next moment, his feet lost their footing!
Leng Meng actually lifted him into the air!
The height of the fourth floor was reached in the blink of an eye.
However, the sudden feeling of weightlessness made Lin Feng, who was not used to working at heights, feel a chill run down his spine.
Almost instinctively, he shrank into Leng Meng's arms, burying his face in her chest and gripping her clothes tightly with both hands.
Leng Meng's body stiffened for a moment, and she glanced down at Lin Feng, who had his head buried in her chest as if he were taking advantage of her.
A hint of speechlessness flashed across his eyes, but no resistance or anger arose.
The warmth of her body through the fabric of her uniform, and the almost dependent closeness, made her heart skip a beat.
A subtle, secret joy, like a feather gently tickling the tip of my heart.
The thought flashed through my mind for only a moment before being quickly suppressed by reason.
She said nothing, but the arm that had been supporting his back silently tightened, protecting him more securely, and then quietly landed on the carved windowsill outside the warden's office window, which was less than half a palm's width wide.
Leng Meng held Lin Feng steady with one hand, while quietly reaching for the window latch with the other.
A faint silver light shimmered on her fingers as she gently brushed against the lock's core—
Instead of causing damage, the internal mechanical latches were temporarily released using sophisticated energy manipulation.
The window was opened silently.
The two glided into the room like fish, landing silently on the carpet.
The room was dark and silent.
However, the bird stand in the corner suddenly swayed slightly the next second.
The parrot named "Talkative" seemed to be startled by the slight movement, and its round head popped out from under its fluffy wings.
Two tiny, black bean-like eyes darted about in the dim light, precisely locking onto two figures by the window.
Its round chest suddenly puffed out, its beak slightly opened, and it looked as if it was about to burst into a scream—
Leng Meng's pupils contracted sharply, and a chilling killing intent flashed in her eyes.
"No!" Lin Feng reacted quickly and grabbed Leng Meng's arm tightly.
At the same time, he suddenly turned his head, his gaze fixed on the parrot on the bird stand, and his ability was quietly released—[Call of the Wild]!
A mental wave carrying a sense of reassurance and command was transmitted.
"Talkative" stopped halfway through opening its mouth, its little eyes flashed, and then it tilted its head, actually swallowing the cry that was about to come out. Then it buried its head in its wing again, pretending that it hadn't seen anything.
Leng Meng breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to look at Lin Feng in surprise, not expecting him to have such abilities.
This was no ordinary animal taming technique. The invisible fluctuation just now clearly carried an almost commanding pressure, and even she vaguely sensed something unusual.
This young human is truly unfathomable!
The two dared not delay and quickly went to the silver safe.
In the center of the enclosure, a mechanical combination lock composed of four nested precision gears gleams with a cold, metallic sheen in the dim light.
Leng Meng's eyes narrowed, and she pulled a dagger from her side with her backhand.
The blade of the dagger was made of some kind of dark crystal, with a faint blue aura flowing slowly within it, like a living thing.
She lowered her wrist slightly, the tip of the blade already aimed at the gap in the lock cylinder—clearly intending to use the dagger to violently pry open the broken gears and forcibly break open the safe.
"Don't!"
Lin Feng's heart tightened, and he quickly reached out and grabbed Leng Meng's wrist:
"This level of safe... usually has a self-destruct mechanism inside. Once it senses unauthorized tampering, it will either instantly melt down the items inside or trigger an alarm!"
Leng Meng paused, her brows furrowing.
"Time is of the essence; we can't force our way in. What about the password...?"
Lin Feng turned his gaze to the "Talkative" parrot in the corner that was pretending to sleep.
A thought struck him, and he gestured to Leng Meng, indicating that he would try again.
He cautiously approached the bird perch and activated [Call of the Wild] again.
"Talkative...good parrot...do you know the secret of that box?"
The "talkative" one poked its head out again, blinked its little eyes, and seemed a little smug, but also excited to share a secret, and "spoke" intermittently:
"I know... the boss's secret... sparkly... the key is... the boss's birthday... upside down..."
Lin Feng's eyes lit up with joy, and he turned around to relay Leng Meng's "talkative" words to her without missing a single one.
Leng Meng's eyes suddenly lit up—she happened to remember that the prison guards celebrated the warden's birthday every year.
The warden's birthday is October 27, 1967, which, when reversed, is 72017691.
Leng Meng returned to the safe, her fingertips touching the cold metal combination dial. Holding her breath, she slowly turned the dial to the right—four full rotations. The soft sound of the gears returning to their positions was exceptionally clear in the silence.
Then reverse the direction and align the first number "72" precisely with the graduation line.
Without pausing, it rotated clockwise for two full rotations before coming to a steady stop at "01" on the third rotation.
Next, make a full circle to the left, and then on the second circle's arc, set the pointer to "76".
The final move. She turned the dial to the right again, this time without going full circle—the scale glided smoothly in the dim light, finally coming to rest at "91".
The four gears aligned silently in the darkness.
A soft "click" came from inside, as if some delicate restraints were being released at the same moment.
Immediately afterwards, the box door popped open a crack without anyone noticing!
Leng Meng's pupils contracted, and she quickly pulled open the box door.
........................
Lin Feng stopped the simulation, opened his eyes, suppressed the dizziness caused by intense concentration, and solemnly nodded to Leng Meng beside him.
Leng Meng instantly understood—the plan was feasible.
The two quickly left the office, walked quietly down the corridor, and circled around to the shadows at the back of the office building.
Leng Meng raised her hand, and a gentle force enveloped Lin Feng, lifting him into the air and landing him on the carved windowsill outside the fourth-floor window in an instant.
Everything was exactly as predicted.
Leng Meng unlocked the window, and the two of them glided into the room like fish, landing silently.
The parrot "Talkative" in the corner was indeed startled. Just as it was about to open its mouth and scream, Lin Feng calmed it down with his timely activation of [Call of the Wild].
The two walked straight to the silver safe, and Lin Feng gave the password he had learned from the deduction—72017691, the warden's birthday reversed.
"Click—"
With a smooth, effortless motion, Leng Meng quickly opened the safe's combination lock.
The safe's interior space is not large, and it is divided into two layers.
On the top shelf was a scroll bound with a dark red ribbon, made of neither leather nor paper, exuding a faint, chilling aura—this must be the witch's contract.
The bottom layer contained a notebook with a black cover.
Leng Meng reached out and took out the reel.
The scroll's material is cool and slippery to the touch, exuding an ominous feel.
It was tied with a dark red ribbon, the color of which was so dark it was almost black, as if it had been soaked in old bloodstains.
She untied the ribbon, and the scroll slowly unrolled.
Dark brown text came into view, the characters twisted and ancient, exuding an evil aura:
In the name of ancient shadows and the wails of souls, this covenant is made.
[One side: Morvira, a witch wandering the forgotten borders, thirsting for pure soulfire to nourish the Darkmoon and sustain the Shadowlands.]
[One side: Cyrus Mohn, a death row inmate at the Abyss, yearning for new life, power, and endless revenge against his enemies.]
The terms and conditions are as follows:
[I. Morvira will use the power of the Shadow Realm to strip Cyrus Mohn of his former form and destiny, giving him a new appearance, identity, and a lawful past.]
Help them escape their prison and guide the threads of fate, granting them control over the Abyss Barrier Prison.
[II. Cyrus Mohn, from the date he gains authority, must, in his capacity as Warden of the Abyss Prison, sacrifice 99 humans with "relatively pure souls" to Morvira each year.]
[3. The soul of the sacrifice must be separated in a specific way. Its pain and fear will become the nourishment for the contract, and its soul essence will be absorbed by Morvira.]
Cyrus Mohn can retain a portion of the remaining life energy from the sacrifice to slightly strengthen himself.
[IV. This contract is an eternal alliance, lasting until one party is completely annihilated.]
Cyrus Morne must eternally uphold his sacrificial duty, while Morvila provides him with continuous, secret protection and necessary shadow magic support to help him consolidate his power and eliminate dissidents.
Fifth, the power of the contract is rooted in the true names and blood seals of both parties.
Those who disobey will suffer the backlash of the Shadow Realm, their souls forever condemned to the Abyss of the Dark Moon.
[Date of signing the contract: xx/xx/xx]
[The Land of the Covenant: The Abyss Prison, a Dark Cell Where Death Row Inmates Are Solitary]