Chapter 112: Wesley's Makeover
Chris was aware of the connection between the Shinigami and fate.
However, this was another universe, and Chris didn't know if the Shinigami had any connection to the fate here.
But given that these worlds were all in the same multiverse cluster, the two must be related somehow.
So, after realizing something was off, Chris activated his bad luck ability and began to search for the fate of this world.
And sure enough, the moment he activated his bad luck ability, a concept similar to the main body of fate in the Death Note universe appeared in his perception.
However, the moment Chris perceived this concept of fate, he noticed that the concept of fate here seemed to freeze for a moment, and then continued to operate as if nothing had happened.
It felt as if the concept of fate here had done something wrong to him.
But Chris reviewed his experiences in the Death Note universe and compared them to his experiences in this world, thinking that he was probably overthinking it.
When he was in the Death Note universe, he was targeted by the Shinigami as soon as he entered.
And after being in this world for so long, if he hadn't actively perceived it, he wouldn't have known that this world even had a conceptual life form similar to the fate of the Death Note universe.
Coupled with the fact that the underlying rules of the concepts of fate in the two worlds were different, Chris felt even more that he was being paranoid.
However, thinking about it carefully, this was also normal—after all, the impression the Death Note universe left on him was way too intense.
If it weren't for Stewie's help, he would've actually died in that world.
Just as he was reflecting on this, Chris suddenly remembered that if it weren't for Stewie, he would never have gone to the Death Note universe in the first place.
Upon realizing this, Chris's hand, which was deflecting broken glass, paused, and then two or three small pieces of glass fell onto Stewie's head.
"Ow! Shit!" Stewie cried out, clutching his head as the broken glass hit him, then leaned towards Chris, trying to avoid the falling shards.
Before Stewie could even question Chris about what was happening, Chris proactively explained, "Sorry, sorry, I spaced out just now. Wasn't paying attention for a second, and a few pieces of broken glass slipped through."
Chris, with an apologetic look, even reached out to pat Stewie, appearing ready to accept any scolding or punishment.
With such a performance, Stewie, who was originally fuming, couldn't bring himself to curse and could only sulk.
But only a moment later, Stewie realized something was wrong. With Chris's reaction speed, what could possibly make him lose focus for so long?
He looked at Chris suspiciously and asked, "What happened that threw you off?"
Facing Stewie's question, Chris showed no panic. He said calmly, "That showboat died just now. He got shot in the head by a long-range sniper. Died pretty ugly."
"Oh? Interesting." Stewie lowered his head in thought for a moment, then asked curiously, "How far was the sniper distance? Do you know how to learn it?"
"You're interested in this?" Chris asked, looking down in surprise.
"Of course." Stewie nodded, not saying it directly, but stubbornly said, "I also need to improve my skills. This will be a huge help in killing Lois."
Listening to Stewie's lame excuse, Chris said indifferently, "Whatever floats your boat."
Then Chris mentally calculated the time between hearing Cross fire and the suit-wearing man's death, and also calculated the bullet's velocity, then gave the data:
"The sniping distance was over three miles. Learning the method requires special techniques. I could pull it off with my enhanced physique, but you'd need to find a pro to teach you."
Stewie's face lit up. Hearing Chris say this, he knew there was a shot.
"You know who to learn from, right?"
"Of course, it's just that he might not be willing to teach you." Seeing Stewie getting excited, Chris immediately rained on his parade.
"You're my big brother, you wouldn't let your little brother down, would you?"
Looking at Stewie, who usually gave him grief, now trying to butter him up, Chris inevitably felt a little smug. He picked up Stewie and patted his chest, assuring him, "Don't worry, I know his weakness. I guarantee I can get you trained in this technique."
After making the promise, Chris took Stewie and left the area.
His previous method of blocking falling broken glass was too conspicuous, and many people had already noticed him.
For the sake of less hassle in his subsequent activities in this world, Chris still preferred to keep a low profile.
Not long after Chris left, the cops and ambulance also arrived at the scene.
They were all dispatched here because of the impact caused by the suit-wearing man.
After all, the Fraternity's power in this era was unprecedentedly strong, and even many high-ranking officials and bigwigs cooperated with them.
So when an important assassin of the Fraternity died, Sloan immediately arranged for people to come and handle the cleanup after he received the news.
Sloan even felt some regret now; if he'd known the Loom of Fate would display a miracle, he shouldn't have sent Mr. X to hunt down Cross.
But it was too late for regrets now. Looking at Mr. X's body photos, Sloan decided to activate a contingency plan he'd prepared long ago.
"Fox, the plan can begin. Bring Wesley back."
Upon receiving Sloan's instructions, a tall, gorgeous woman turned and left the office, heading towards a predetermined location.
At the same time, Chris carried Stewie to a noisy, run-down residential area.
The filthy and cluttered environment, and the noise from trains passing by every few minutes.
It was obvious that the people who could live here were either broke losers or hardcore criminals.
After all, even homeless people didn't hang around this neighborhood, which showed how crappy the living conditions were here.
But the person Chris was looking for just happened to live here, and he even happened to embody both the loser and hardcore characteristics.
Stewie looked at the young man, who was radiating loser vibes, and asked skeptically, "Is that him? How can he get that super assassin to teach me long-range sniping? Could it be that this loser is the assassin's son?"
Listening to Stewie's complaints, Chris asked in surprise, "Huh? Have you seen this movie?"
Seeing Chris's reaction, Stewie knew he'd hit the nail on the head.
He rolled his eyes in exasperation, "No, but that's the only answer that makes sense."
"Fair enough." Chris indicated that he could accept this reasoning.
"This kid is indeed the assassin's son, but I won't get into all the drama here. Anyway, it's a story where the assassin father, worried about his son being targeted for revenge, handed him over to someone else to raise."
"My plan is that we train this kid into a confident and badass dude, then orchestrate a father-son reconciliation, and in the process, get that guy to teach you sniping skills."
After hearing Chris's plan, Stewie said in disbelief, "Are you sure this method will work?"
"Don't worry, little bro, if he doesn't want his newly-trained son to get crippled, he'll definitely agree."
"Okay! As long as you've got a plan." Stewie said indifferently—he didn't absolutely need to learn that long-range sniping technique anyway.
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