139: Chapter 139 Norwegian Cold Retreat

A layer of white frost emerged beneath the Left Anchor.

The frost did not expand outward.

It clung to the Rescue Outer Boundary Line, slowly crawling toward Wooden Tablet Three.

The Station Master reached out with the medicine spoon.

Mist rose from the bottom of the spoon first.

The mist was very thin.

He frowned.

"The Living Injury Heat is being suppressed by the Outer Grid cold."

Wooden Tablet Three knocked once long and twice short.

Pause.

Two shorts.

E-19 translated in a low voice.

"He says the tablet has moved closer again."

The missing corner of the fake injury tablet lit up underwater.

That speck of blue-white light, like a tiny hook, clung to the edge of Noel Outer Grid.

Nami pressed the Living Injury No-Swap onto the Left Line.

"Don't let it receive the heat."

The Black Code emerged.

[Outer Grid requires Injury Master.]

Nami added: Injury Master not received.

The Black Code did not retreat.

[Cold retreat requires medicine account.]

The Station Master snapped the medicine box shut.

"No medicine account will be given."

Jona watched the thin mist.

"If the cold doesn't retreat, will he be able to hold on?"

The Station Master did not answer immediately.

Nami pushed the white tooth iron box closer to the Left Anchor.

"Retreat the cold, don't feed the medicine."

Kahn immediately pressed down on the half key iron box.

"The half key stays put."

"It stays put."

Nami opened the white tooth iron box a crack.

Cold air spilled out, colliding with the white frost on the Left Anchor.

The two streams of cold did not merge.

The cold from the White Tooth was on the harder side.

The cold from the Outer Grid was on the wetter side.

The Station Master touched it with a silver needle.

"They aren't the same path."

Nami wrote: White Tooth edge cold, Outer Grid wet cold, account paths are different.

The missing corner of the fake injury tablet immediately lunged toward the White Tooth.

[Borrow edge to mend tablet.]

Rake's soft rope blocked the middle.

"In your dreams."

Nami pressed the evidence bag of the fake injury tablet's corner down.

Missing corner awaiting verification, no mending the tablet allowed.

The fake injury tablet was stuck.

Wooden Tablet Three knocked again.

One long. Two shorts. Pause. One short.

E-19 looked up.

"He says there is a crack on the left side."

Nami looked toward the Rescue Outer Boundary Line.

Beneath the thin line, a gray crack, narrower than a strand of hair, was indeed exposed.

The Station Master brought the medicine spoon closer.

The mist at the bottom of the spoon grew from thin to thick.

"The Living Injury Heat can come out through the crack."

Jona's eyes lit up.

"Can we pull it?"

"We don't pull people."

Nami pressed the Rescue Line Unformed onto the side of the gray crack.

"Only retreat the cold."

She wrote again: Living heat out of the crack, Injury Master not received.

The Black Code bit onto "Living heat."

The Station Master used the medicine spoon to block the direction of the medicine account.

"Only verify, do not give."

Rake's soft rope circled around the outer side of the gray crack, not touching Wooden Tablet Three, only hooking the edge of the white frost.

The soft blade gave a light scrape.

The white frost fell into the iron tray.

The Short Code emerged: [Outer Grid retreats cold frost.]

Kahn said in a low voice: "It's working."

Nami sealed the bag.

"This can prove that Noel is retreating the cold in the Outer Grid, not in the Name Warehouse."

The Black Code immediately bit back.

[Outer Grid can transfer to Injury Grid.]

Nami pressed the Warehouse Door White-Blue Door Shadow Bag onto the outer side of the Left Line.

"The Warehouse Door White-Blue is not open, the Injury Grid will not accept."

The missing corner of the fake injury tablet lit up again.

The Station Master turned the medicine spoon over.

The bottom of the spoon neared the fake injury tablet and frosted over.

"The fake injury still has no heat."

Nami added this sentence to the internal account.

Fake injury has no heat, cannot replace the Injury Master.

The first bridge chain suddenly rang out.

It wanted to press the Left Line.

The white frost was pulled back by the sound of the chain.

Night Ember raised his hand.

The Black Flag shadow pressed down on the water level difference on the outer side of the Left Line.

It did not touch the line.

It only lowered the water pressure brought by the bridge chain by half a finger.

The sound of the first bridge chain slowed by a beat.

Nami seized the half-beat and moved the White Tooth edge cold half an inch outward.

The Outer Grid wet cold was separated by the edge cold.

Wooden Tablet Three knocked more steadily.

One long. Two shorts. Pause. Two shorts.

E-19's voice was a bit lighter.

"He says, the cold has retreated half a step."

Jona couldn't help but grip his pen tightly.

"Half a step counts too."

Nami looked at him.

"Half a step is life."

She re-waxed the Left Line.

Noel Outer Grid retreated the cold by half a step.

The Black Code wanted to bite "Noel."

Nami tore off the corner of the page and stuffed it into the internal account sealing wax box.

"The public account does not write names."

Jona immediately rewrote: Wooden Tablet Three Outer Grid retreated the cold by half a step.

The Black Code didn't get to bite the old name and retreated back into the white frost.

The Station Master put away the medicine spoon.

"The Living Injury Heat is steadier than the last round."

Nami divided the Outer Grid retreating cold frost into two portions.

One portion was sealed into the Left Line evidence bag.

One portion was pressed next to the Rescue Outer Boundary Line.

"The retreating cold frost does not belong to the medicine box."

The Station Master understood what she meant.

"It belongs to the Outer Grid."

"Correct."

Nami added: Retreating cold comes from the Outer Grid, not from the medicine account.

The Black Code bit onto "medicine account," but was blocked back by the medicine account sealing tablet.

Jona looked at that line of text and slowly nodded.

"This way it can't say we gave the medicine."

"And it can't say Noel received the Injury Master."

Nami pressed the Left Line sealing wax tight.

"He is just half a step further away from the fake injury tablet."

E-19 hugged the chalkboard tight.

"Can he retreat again after this half step?"

Nami did not lie to him.

"Yes, but we must first block the Middle Line from mending the shell."

Kahn looked toward the Central Nail.

"That side is about to move."

The Central Nail's White Mud Tooth indeed probed outward.

[Left Line retreats cold, Middle Line mends shell.]

Nami pressed the Old Seal Back-Ash evidence bag in front of the Central Nail.

"It's not your turn."

The White Mud Tooth stopped.

But the code knocking from the shell crack grew much lighter.

One short. Three shorts. One short. Pause. One short.

E-19's expression changed.

"He says the Old Seal is watching him."

Nami closed the Left Line record.

"Next round, counter-examine the Old Seal Back-Ash."

The second bridge chain behind the black edge rang once.

The White Mud Tooth on the Middle Line did not retreat.

It was like an Old Seal stuck in flesh, waiting to patch the living person into paper.