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"Ha ha, I once heard a rumor about a Jewish man who disguised himself as an Arab and came to the United Arab Emirates. After being reported, he was thrown into prison on charges of espionage." Roche leaned against the elevator, a calm expression on his face as he admired the view outside through the transparent walls. He spoke in a relaxed tone to Oterber, who had directed all his attention towards him.
"Really? I’ve heard a story too, about a prince from your Chinese Empire. While traveling, he learned something he shouldn’t have and then mysteriously vanished without a trace." Oterber replied with a similarly indifferent expression, casually patting Roche's shoulder as if their relationship had grown quite close during their brief encounter.
Neither of them was naive, and crucially, they were at similar stages in their respective pursuits, both just beginning to step into new territories.
If it were just a simple meeting, it wouldn’t have much impact. However, as their interactions deepened, both realized that they were in a precarious situation.
Since they couldn’t guarantee non-interference, the only way to achieve an alternative balance was through mutual threats.
This phenomenon caused Yang Xiaoyou to display a deadpan expression. Wasn’t this just like her initial state with Liang Wuxuan, the Demoness? In comparison, Oterber, who held the advantage in force, would gradually gain some alternative advantages if they continued to interact. She wondered if their relationship would evolve into something similar to what she currently had with the Demoness.
Regardless of whether it was Oterber, the All-Purpose Agent, or Roche, Your Highness, or even Li Xiao, who stood beside them observing coldly and looking for an opportunity, none of them paid any attention to Yang Xiaoyou.
The three shared a unified impression of Yang Xiaoyou: someone with some ability and intelligence but ultimately an inconsequential commoner who couldn’t compare to them.
The elevator quickly reached the observation deck on the first floor at nearly twenty meters per second.
Inside the building, aside from offices, apartments, and hotels, the most common area was this first floor. It featured not only a gym and an indoor pool but also an outdoor section due to the Burj Dubai's tapered structure. Half of this level was open-air, allowing visitors to enjoy one of the best views of Dubai from the observation deck.
There was even another outdoor pool situated over a hundred floors up—unique in the world—that provided an exhilarating sensation of floating in mid-air.
Upon reaching the outdoor observation deck and feeling the intense heat wave hitting them, everyone’s interest remained undiminished; many were particularly drawn to the outdoor pool.
By around ten in the morning, the sun had already begun to scorch. The number of people in the outdoor pool was far less than what it would be in the evening. The azure water occasionally rippled with the Azure Wind.
Nearby, several sun loungers were occupied by tourists in swimsuits; bikini-clad beauties from various countries added to the allure. At several hundred feet above ground level, there was indeed a beach-like atmosphere.
"While it's still not noon, those interested can take a couple of laps. However, ladies should be careful to protect their skin. The main activities are concentrated on this floor, and downstairs is the restaurant where we will have our meal later. Additionally, we can arrange to visit the water park on the artificial island in the evening, so make sure to conserve your energy." This was all a spur-of-the-moment idea from Li Xiao to raise his presence among the crowd.
Most of those present were students. Although their backgrounds and family situations were generally good, they lacked the restraint typical of adults. Even in this setting, which wasn't particularly suitable for swimming, they mostly didn't care; they were here to have fun. The fewer people in the pool allowed them to enjoy themselves more freely.
A majority of the members from Yuying Middle School and some students from the Royal Academy of Basic Studies headed towards the changing rooms in small groups. As for swimwear, they simply bought it on-site; this was an expense everyone could afford.
However, most of those taking action were boys. The girls tended to be more protective of their skin, and Liang Wuxuan was no exception.
"Oh? I didn't expect you to be interested," Liang Wuxuan remarked with her arms crossed, wearing a half-smile as she noticed Yang Xiaoyou seemingly heading towards the changing room. She cast a subtle glance at Oterber, who was dressed like a wealthy playboy and appeared equally prepared for swimming. Seeing so many students together seemed to excite him; he wore a satisfied expression at this phenomenon.
"Stay alert; something feels off," Yang Xiaoyou said, frowning as he scanned a few plainclothes security personnel watching the tourists with sharp eyes.
It was clear that this place had tight surveillance for some inexplicable reason. This must be why Oterber sought to blend into their group for cover.
Although their group of Aspects students attracted attention, they were ironically the least suspicious-looking bunch.
Moreover, while most of his focus was on dealing with that Your Highness in verbal sparring, Oterber maintained a subtle distance from Liang Wuxuan. To an outsider's eye, it looked like he was merely infatuated with that Peerless Beauty who happened to be a wealthy heiress.
In fact, even though Oterber was present, Liang Wuxuan had already attracted several suitors since standing on this observation deck, despite being surrounded by so many people.
Compared to some nearby female students, Liang Wuxuan certainly stood out. Her alluring figure and stunning appearance aligned well with Western beauty standards.
"I'm just a delicate lady; if anything goes wrong later, you won't just leave me hanging, right? Hehe, I'll treat you to a big meal," she said playfully while eyeing the plainclothes security personnel who were clearly monitoring the tourists. Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she licked her enticing lips in a slightly trembling tone.
Seeing that fearless and adventurous Demoness, Yang Xiaoyou could only shrug helplessly before waving his arm and heading toward the changing room.
As he walked past, Li Xiao had already changed into his swim trunks, revealing his toned muscles. Instead of heading straight for the pool, he casually strolled around the group of girls, using his masculine physique to counteract any negative impressions from losing earlier in their competition.
There were indeed quite a few girls who liked this type, their eyes sparkling with interest. Even other female tourists were drawn in, some bolder ones even teasing a few words back.
However, Classmate Li Xiao was oblivious to the attention he was attracting. His strong, battle-ready physique caught the eyes of several nearby plainclothes men, seemingly marking him as a key observation target.
"Sure enough, places without surveillance and where one can easily change clothes still have their watchers, though the intensity is somewhat lacking," Yang Xiaoyou thought indifferently as he scanned two oddly behaving men after entering the men's changing room.
When his group of students had just arrived, perhaps these two had sensed something amiss. However, after a brief confirmation, they relaxed regarding the situation before them.
In their understanding, even if someone were to blend into the crowd for some purpose, the chosen time would be during the evening rush hour. With only two of them on watch and their slight negligence and relaxed mindset, they failed to notice that one person had inexplicably disappeared from those coming in to change.
With so many storage spots available, it was not too difficult for an agent from Tower Elite Military Academy to evade their line of sight.
Of course, if even that 'versatile' Agent couldn't detect it, then it was even less likely for some non-human entity to do so.
"Hmm? Do you feel a breeze coming from somewhere?" asked a burly man with chest hair sitting on a bench in swim trunks, glancing at his similarly dressed companion.
"You're overthinking it," replied the other man, who seemed a bit drowsy and yawned dismissively.
Just above them, however, a vent began to sway slightly.
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