God Eater Sequence: The Devourer

After Qin Siyang returned home, he took a cold shower and went straight to sleep.

Early the next morning, he ate some leftover food before heading out in a hurry.

'On Friday, I went to the No. 38324 Safe Zone exit to find someone, so I didn't go to school. That means I also didn't bring back food from the cafeteria. What to eat this weekend… another headache.'

However, when it came to food, he wasn't too worried.

After all, he had some copper coins in his pocket.

The copper coins he took from those three muggers in the alley—he still had plenty left.

Scraping by for a meal or two wouldn't be a problem.

Of course, he couldn't spend recklessly. A poor orphan student who could afford to eat out at street stalls twice in one weekend—it just didn't fit his persona.

On Saturday morning, the streets were empty.

Most jobs around the Safe Zone's outskirts ran from Monday to Friday, with weekends off.

Because the people here were poor, weekends were spent sleeping in, saving energy—skipping a meal if they could.

Then, by saving a copper coin or half, they could enjoy the tiny joy of an almost negligible increase in their savings.

In this kind of environment, everyone believed that only fools would waste their energy wandering the streets on a weekend.

Clearly, Qin Siyang was one of those fools.

Every day, he left home under the same unchanging starlit sky, walking along pothole-ridden streets, passing dim streetlights. He was sick of this life.

If it weren't for Wen Shu being such an interesting person, the outskirts of the Safe Zone would be nothing but a pile of rotten mud to him—disgusting to touch, foul to smell.

Even with Wen Shu around, he still couldn't accept living in this broken place long-term.

Enduring for the long term, waiting for the right moment?

He did that in his past life, only to end up getting laid off by the company—and then beaten to death by thugs his boss had hired.

From that moment on, the phrase "long-term endurance" had been deleted from his dictionary and tossed into the trash.

Enduring for a moment, that was fine. But long-term patience? Forget it.

He didn't have that kind of patience.

Tomorrow, he and Qian Wenzhao would settle things.

Next week, he would return to school as someone with Sequence abilities.

As for Olov?

He'd think about that later.

If it came down to it, killing him seemed like a pretty solid solution.

Braving the chilly morning wind, Qin Siyang walked for over an hour until he reached the No. 54320 Safe Zone exit.

Originally, the seven-station journey should have taken him more than two hours on foot. But ever since his Sequence advancement, his strides had become swift, and his walking speed had noticeably improved.

He arrived at the ruins of a half-collapsed department store near the Safe Zone exit.

The building had snapped at the fourth or fifth floor, with its upper half leaning to one side—like a person with a broken neck.

'Looks just like how that Kun-traveling Dragon looked when it died that day. Head still attached to the shoulders, but the cervical spine completely snapped.'

Qin Siyang chuckled and stepped into the department store.

The walls inside had lost most of their paint, steel bars twisted out from the concrete like tree roots.

The stair railings were rusted and peeling, making Qin Siyang unwilling to touch them.

Dust-covered rubble littered the floor, left uncleaned. With every step he took, small debris would crumble from the ceiling above.

At least, there were no spiderwebs in this building.

'Maybe because it's right next to the Safe Zone exit—it's too cold for even spiders to want to live here.'

Carefully stepping over the fallen plaster and stones on the stairs, he leaped up several steps at a time and quickly reached the second floor of the department store.

Here, he discovered that someone was already waiting for him.

That person was sitting on a chair with a broken leg, coldly watching Qin Siyang as he appeared here.

Seeing Qin Siyang arrive, he also stood up from the chair. As he stood up, the chair lost its balance and automatically fell to the side.

Qin Siyang sized him up. He was of medium build, wearing a gray woolen coat and a pair of black trousers, with ordinary cloth shoes on his feet.

His facial features were hidden under a wide-brimmed hat. Even though Qin Siyang had exceptionally sharp vision, he still couldn't see clearly.

It didn't matter, because Qin Siyang's own face was also hidden under the hood of his sweatshirt. He believed that the person opposite him couldn't see clearly either.

However, in the man's every move, there was an unmistakable air of someone who had long held a position of power—arrogance and authority that couldn't be faked.

"You sure came early.", Qin Siyang said in a relaxed tone, "The meeting was set for twelve o'clock, and yet you're already here at a little past eight."

"Aren't you the same?"

Both of them fell silent for a moment, not continuing the topic.

At this time, the man in front of him introduced himself, "Sequence Ability Management Bureau, Head of the Information Department, Qian Wenzhao."

"I know."

"As a courtesy, you should introduce yourself as well."

"No need to rush. I need your help, so of course, I'll give you my personal information."

Qin Siyang was in no hurry to reveal his identity. He needed to ensure that the control of this conversation remained firmly in his hands.

"Alright. I help you forge an identity, you release my nephew, and I won't take the silver coins. This deal—there's no problem, right? After the deal is done, we go our separate ways, with no further involvement."

"That was the plan."

"What do you mean by 'was'? You've changed your mind?"

"I think I might have a deeper collaboration with you, Director Qian."

"No need. After this deal is done, our relationship can come to an end.", Qian Wenzhao had no interest whatsoever in Qin Siyang's proposal.

Right now, he just wanted to quickly send off this disaster and retrieve his nephew.

But the more he resisted, the more Qin Siyang believed that Qian Wenzhao could be an excellent partner.

Cautious, in a high position—he could definitely provide significant help when needed.

"Releasing your nephew is the bargaining chip for you forging my Sequence identity."

"But, Director Qian, what about you?"

"Me?"

"I still have those scheduled emails for your colleagues at the Sequence Ability Management Bureau."

Qian Wenzhao let out a cold snort, "Even if this deal is made, you still think you can report me? If I'm exposed, you'll be buried with me!"

"Oh? In that case, allow me to introduce myself."

The corners of Qin Siyang's mouth curled up slightly, "Qin Siyang, senior student at Ju'an School."

When Qin Siyang uttered the words "senior student," Qian Wenzhao slowly nodded, seemingly a little angry, "Do you find it amusing to toy with me like this?"

Qian Wenzhao immediately concluded that Qin Siyang wasn't telling the truth.

Ju'an School had never produced a single Sequence Ability user—everyone knew that.

Moreover, how could a seventeen or eighteen-year-old senior student possess such meticulous cunning and terrifying methods?

Qian Wenzhao scoffed inwardly, utterly unconvinced.

Qin Siyang, however, directly pulled down the hood of his sweatshirt, revealing his still somewhat youthful face.

"If you don't believe me, you can wait at Ju'an School's gate on Monday morning and see for yourself whether I'm a student there or not."

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