Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 1023 - 90: Having too much fame is not necessarily a good thing

The subway pipe network in Lanton Lower City is intricate and complex, and anyone without a map can easily get lost within it.

To use a rather inappropriate metaphor, this place looks like a perfect breeding ground for cunning thieves.

Rusty steam sprays from the cracks in the pipes overhead, condensing and dripping onto the moss-covered stone slabs at their feet.

The air is filled with a complex stench of motor oil mixed with rotting garbage, with people playing hide-and-seek in corners, setting up filthy stalls to sell all kinds of oddities ranging from muddy plant roots to mysterious crystal pendants.

This is the Grey Rat Nest.

Compared to the survivors led by the Mechanical God Sect, these people in the Lower City live relatively well.

Jenny led Li Mumu to a hidden corner, pushed open the concealed door in the wall, revealing a room barely clean enough to be called a safe house.

"Wait here, the boss wants to see you."

"Professor Moriaty?"

Li Mumu asked tentatively, but Jenny didn’t answer and walked away after closing the door.

This brat has quite a temper.

But the pressing matter now is not to consider what conspiracy the Moriaty Gang is plotting.

Li Mumu flexed her fingers, finding that her powers had partially returned here.

"What’s with those mechanical maids? Why do they even want to kill you?"

Though the battle was intense, Li Mumu noticed that the mechanical maid who got shot in the head was targeting Su Ya.

"Those are abandoned Mechanical Servants."

Su Ya was physically and mentally exhausted from the night’s events and could barely muster the energy to speak.

After incoherently explaining what she knew about the legend of the abandoned Mechanical Servants, Li Mumu shook her head.

"Those aren’t abandoned Mechanical Servants. I’ve seen the Mechanical Puppets within the Mechanical God Sect; they’re completely different. Their bodies and weapons are well-maintained, and even their clothes are clean and dust-free."

"They haven’t been abandoned. Those mechanical maids are working with you! Their goal aligns with yours, to capture outsiders like me."

"Impossible!"

Su Ya shook her head, saying, "Mechanical Servants wouldn’t harm us!"

Too naive!

Daring to trust those metal heads unconditionally, in my era even the worst web novels wouldn’t write like this.

Li Mumu had no interest in forcibly changing someone’s ingrained belief, so she tried a different approach: "What if they haven’t betrayed, but see you as a traitor instead?"

"I’m not a traitor! You’re the one forcing me!"

"Who knows?"

This sentence made Su Ya fall completely silent.

"I ask you, under the assumption those Mechanical Servants ’haven’t betrayed,’ who do you think has the power or the influence to deploy so many Mechanical Servants to hinder our path in such a short time?"

Mechanical Servants aren’t cheap.

They’re not only high-tech, but each one is handcrafted, unable to be mass-produced.

Li Mumu’s knowledge of the United Kingdom’s Mechanical Puppets comes from that mechanical puppet Mogred of the Mechanical God Sect.

According to Mogred’s own words, Mechanical Servants are high-end luxury items and can’t be compared to the Mechanical Puppets that replace ordinary human labor. Ordinary noble families can at most buy two or three Mechanical Servants as a show of prestige.

Ferrari and Wuling Hongguang are both cars, but there’s a difference between cars.

Those mechanical maids are tailored for combat, equipped with various weapon systems for fighting. Who would turn maids into something like Edward Scissorhands? Increasing the softness of the chest would be better, wouldn’t it?

And what’s that collarbone-smoking thing? Honestly, is this the kind of idea a normal person would come up with?

"I don’t know..."

"Use your brain and think carefully, or I have all night to teach you a lesson."

Li Mumu clenched her fists.

Su Ya’s face turned pale, and under the threat of violence, burst with a strong will to survive.

"Wait! Let me think... I really don’t know, but there are archives in the school!"

"What school?"

"Imperial Academy of Sciences, all mechanical puppet modification models are archived there, and can be checked!"

"Where’s the school?"

"Avalon... I’m being serious!"

Lightly waving her hand, leaving five claw marks on the brick wall, Li Mumu pressed Su Ya’s head down and whispered: "Draw me a map of the exact route. Now that my power’s restored, I’ll mark your soul. If you dare deceive me..."

In reality, there’s no such skill.

But bluffing a young lady who hasn’t seen much of the world is still more than enough.

Just as Su Ya’s emotions were on the verge of collapse, a gentle voice came from outside the door.

"There’s no need for such trouble, outsider, we can cooperate together."

The iron door opened, and a golden-haired girl wearing a masquerade mask, draped in a high-collared trench coat, walked in from outside.

The brat carrying a gun was right behind her.

Li Mumu turned to look at her, gaining no information.

The other party seemed to have used a certain technique to block the exploration of the Cause and Effect Line.

Very cautious.

Now this feels like a true, far-seeing professional villain.

"How to cooperate?"

Li Mumu wasn’t concerned with her secrets, and directly got to the point.

"I think your main goal should be to take away your two companions, right?"

"That’s right."

"And you don’t know why the other party has set up multiple obstacles to keep you here either."

"Yes."

"The answer is actually simple. They need you three... the three recently renowned demon heads, your reputation, status, flesh, and soul, to build Lord of Pleasure Asmod’s Royal Court."

"Including the previous attack by Asmod on your world, the real aim was just that. He urgently needs the three of you to become his slaves and servants, to open the gates of the Far East Empire for him."

Has our reputation already gone rotten... Ahem! Spread to this level?

Li Mumu was quite surprised, as honestly, the three of them hadn’t done much. The so-called legends were all just fabricated lies by Shen Qingxi to offset the pollution spread initially.

But she neglected a very important issue, which is that the speed and efficiency of information dissemination in the Demon World are very different from those in the Real World.

The rumors of the Three Witches of the Eastern Xuan Tombs in Tianmen City could only be considered idle chit-chat in teahouses, unable to stir much

But in the Demon World, the fact that they devoured the powers of two Great Monarchs of Hell and still survived is something akin to Satan wearing a bikini and tap-dancing in terms of explosive news for young demons... young low-level demons.