Jeremy Night reached the market area a few minutes later. Then he stepped out of the car and paid the fare. He then started walking along the path toward the shop at the end.
The old man in that small store had provided him with intelligence last time. He thought he would find out about the old factory site soon.
Shortly afterward, he arrived at the store. Seeing that the shop was open, he walked inside. Then he saw the old man sitting behind the desk.
It was the same old man who had given him the intel last time.
"Hello!" he said to the old man. The old man behind the desk raised his head and looked at him.
"Did we ever meet before?" the old man asked with confusion.
Hearing that, my mouth twitched. Then I decided not to reveal anything about the previous meeting. I collected my thoughts and said, "I'm here to buy some information."
The old man wasn't surprised, but he noticed the young man's uniform. His expression was solemn. People who mostly come here like to hide their identity.
But this young man had come here straightforwardly. He knew it was rare. It showed that the young man was not buying information for any shady reasons.
He asked, "What do you want to know?"
Jeremy said, "I wanted to know the locations of the old factory sites in our City A, especially those locations close to our university."
The old man was stunned. He thought it was going to be some kind of secret intent. But the kid was asking him about the locations. This information could be found anywhere.
Even the old person on the street could tell you the directions. The old man then stood up from his seat. Even if it was a small amount, money is still money.
After saying that, the old man entered the room. Seeing that, I nodded to him. I knew people were working inside. There are also ways to post anonymous tasks online.
I hoped Romeo Barrett was safe. If I was not wrong, they must be forcing him to do something.
Meanwhile, half an hour ago.
An old factory site is located near Central University 14. Today the abandoned factory was used by visitors. They were 2nd and 3rd year students from the Attack Department.
The First Year Attack Department Representative, Romeo Barrett, was handcuffed. His hands and legs were tightly locked inside the room.
Outside the room, the senior students were chatting and laughing. There were 10 people—five from the 2nd year and five from the 3rd year.
"Do you think Jeremy Night will come here?" a black-haired man asked. He was one of the 3rd year students.
"Senior, rest assured. He will come. It's just that I'm afraid he might inform Dean Carolyn about our actions," a slender-looking man, a 2nd year student, replied.
"Don't worry, my father works under the Governor. Dean Carolyn won't dare to offend the Governor," the black-haired man said confidently.
Romeo Barrett's voice came from the room.
The black-haired man was displeased.
"What a waste. We told him to stop the development of the STRIKER Department. Not only has he done nothing, but he got defeated at the hands of that STRIKER Jeremy Night," he said angrily.
"This matter we can't blame him for. Even the S-Grader May Lindsey lost against him. Another S-Grader, Victor Scott, is unwilling to fight."
"Because we were forced to take action against Jeremy Night," the second year student added.
"Billy, your parents are working at Goldcorp. They hold high positions as well. Surely, you are unafraid. But what about us?" a burly man interjected this time.
He was a friend of 2nd year student Billy. He was quite nervous at this moment. The mastermind behind this kidnapping was these two people—his friend Billy and 3rd year student Timothy.
The rest of them were their friends dragged into this mess.
Billy's face darkened. His foul-mouthed friend was panicking. He then raised his head and swept his eyes across the room. His friend who spoke and the rest of the four friends lowered their heads.
He could see they were panicking as well. Billy knew that they didn't have backgrounds comparable to his.
At this time, 3rd year student Timothy intervened. He had brought his friends here as well.
"Don't worry, guys. Our plan is not to kill Jeremy Night, but to injure him. We want him to be bedridden for a few months. This period will be enough for others to overtake him in the first years."
"Later, other department representatives can defeat him with his poor performance then. The resource allocation for the STRIKER Department will be less," Timothy said to his friends standing behind him.
"More importantly, there would be no STRIKER Department next year because of the flop show of Jeremy Night and others," Billy said with a smile.
"Well said," Timothy replied.
Hearing the assurances given by the two, everyone's face relaxed. They were not only friends but part of their hunting team as well.
Their two teams were among the famous teams in the 2nd and 3rd year known for completing various missions.
Normally, the rewards for the missions are high. The resources are allocated to the Mission Hall Building based on the number of Beast Tamers and departments.
A new department means splitting the resources. It will have an insignificant effect on the average Beast Tamers. But the rise of the STRIKER Department is going to affect those who are enjoying the rich resources right now.
Especially the senior students who have created powerful hunting teams. The recent incidents in the first-year area have already alarmed many teams.
Despite filing many complaints to their Department Instructors, they have received no answers so far. They were also aware of the identity of the STRIKER Department members.
All three of them have difficult identities. The senior students were aware that Jeremy Night was the son of City Governor Ron Night in City C. So, no ordinary people could take them on.