Chapter 256


    Emerging from the basement back to the ground floor of theb, Adler clutched the data sheet.


    Mirabe hadposed that afternoon as if it was a rare treasure. After a moment’s hesitation, he


    summoned the courage to ask, “Uh, would it be okay if I made a copy of this data sheet?”


    He wasn’t certain which specific antidote Mirabe had been working on, but judging by the ingredients


    she used, it was clear that it was something special. That was why the idea of keeping a copy of the


    data had crossed his mind. After all, this data sheet was valuable – it might prove beneficial for their


    ongoing research.


    Mirabe nced at the papers in his hand and casually responded, “No need for that. You just keep it.


    I don’t have much use for it anymore.”


    Adler’s face lit up with surprise at her words and, as if afraid Mirabe might change her mind, he


    quickly stashed the papers into a nearby storage locker. “Thanks a lot,” he said gratefully.


    He had half–expected her to refuse. Being a researcher himself, he knew that suchprehensive


    work couldn’t be achieved without months or even years of research. No one would willingly hand over


    the fruits of theirbor for nothing.


    “It’s no problem,” Mirabe said, pressing her lips together in a thin smile.


    It wasn’t a matter of being overly generous in sharing a form; it was more that it wouldn’t be of much


    use to him. Just gathering theponents was a challenge, let alone actually producing the remedy.


    Besides, for her, this was just a basic antidote form – it was no big deal to do a good turn for


    someone.


    Checking the time on his wristwatch, Adler realized it was almost 8 pm. He had been so engrossed in


    work he had forgotten about dinner. “I’m used to working solo and sometimes lose track of time. You


    must be famished by now. Let’s go grab a bite to…”


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    Before he could finish, Mirabe waved her hand to cut him off. “No worries. I should be going. Thanks


    for today.”


    Although disappointed that his time with the big shot was so brief, Adler wasn’t the type to overstep.


    Without pressing further, he picked up his car keys. “Alright then, I’ll drive you. It’ste, and it’s not safe


    for a youngdy to head back alone.”


    Mirabe didn’t let Adler take her back to her hotel; instead, she gave him a different address. Adler


    didn’t think much of it, assuming she lived there.


    The destination Mirabe had Adler drop her off at was actually an old town’s bustling night market.


    Once Adler’s car vanished into the streets, Mirabe leisurely strolled into the night market.


    The market was essible only to bicycles and electric scooters. Cars were unable to enter.


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    The shops on both sides boasted a uniform, rustic charm that evoked a sense of nostalgia.


    At this


    hour, the night market was at its liveliest, with crowds milling about. Mirabe pulled a face mask from


    her pocket and donned it. Her eyes asionally scanned her surroundings with a bright, fragmented


    glint.


    She walked deep into the market and finally settled at a low table outside a noodle shop, which was


    adjacent to an antique store.


    The noodle shop owner, a man in his sixties with a warm smile, maintained a small but spotless


    establishment. With no other customers around, he approached Mirabe to take her order.


    Mirabe slid the mask off her face. “I’ll have arge bowl of spicy minced pork noodles, oh, and add


    some of that secret chili sauce of yours.”


    The owner paused, giving Mirabe a curious look. Only regrs craved his homemade chili sauce,


    but this youngdy seemed to be a first–time visitor.


    Faced with the owner’s puzzled gaze, Mirabe simply smiled.