Undead God: I Can Extract Everything

Promotion Temple.

After sending Old Six and the others back to the Land of Bone, Dean McKenzie pushed open the door to the Promotion Temple and walked out.

What Dean McKenzie didn’t expect was,

as soon as he opened the door, there were four people standing at the entrance.

At first, Dean McKenzie was slightly surprised, then assumed that they had also come to be promoted, so he politely stepped aside, intending to let them in.

However, Dean McKenzie quickly realised that they seemed not to be here for promotions.

Because their gaze followed him as he moved.

“Who might you be?”

“We are from the Professional Alliance, I’m George Holt, the Mirror Holder of Thorn Oak City under the Mirror Stand and the leader of this team!”

The man who appeared to be around thirty years old among the four and who was leading the group stepped forward and introduced himself while presenting a silver badge with the word [Mirror]engraved on it.

Dean McKenzie cast a glance, and the badge revealed its attributes.

Name: Silver-Level Mirror Holder Token of the Mirror Stand

Quality: Silver

Owner: George Holt

Item Effect: Identity Verification, Monitoring Target

Having identified the other party’s identity, Dean McKenzie couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.

Because Dean McKenzie had recently come to understand what thejMirror Standland the[Mirror Holdersfrepresented within the Alliance.

They served a function in the Alliance, similar to the Independent Commission Against Corruption in Hong Kong movies; an agency specifically set up to oversee internal matters.

Furthermore, Dean McKenzie understood even more clearly that if they were looking for him, it would certainly not be good news.

Everyone in the Alliance avoided them, and Dean McKenzie was no exception. After recognising their identity, Dean McKenzie felt instinctively nervous and guarded, “What can I do for you, members of the Mirror stand?”

“Don’t be nervous, we are here to ask for your cooperation in investigating a matter concerning Breanna Holt.”

Upon hearing this, Dean McKenzie became even more anxious.

After all, Dean McKenzie knew that Breanna Holt was a silver-badge holder from the Mirror Stand.

Moreover, Breanna Holt died by his hand.

Now a group from the Mirror Stand came and said they needed his assistance in their investigation, how could Dean McKenzie not be anxious?

However, despite his anxiety, Dean McKenzie didn’t lose his cool.

“Oh, so it’s about that. As a member of the Alliance, I am naturally more than willing to cooperate.

But could you wait for a bit?

As you saw, I’ve been working for three days and three nights, I just barely managed to complete my Promotion Quest. Could I take a break and catch my breath?”

“Rest assured Mr. McKenzie, we from the Mirror Stand are not an overwhelming force, and we can certainly accommodate your request! Please, take as much rest as you need!”

George Holt smiled warmly while speaking, but didn’t make any move to step aside and let Dean McKenzie through.

The implication was clear; he could rest, but leaving was definitely out of the question.

Sensing the other party’s attitude, Dean McKenzie became even more anxious.

“I trust you wouldn’t mind if I made a phone call?”

Without waiting for George Holt and the others to respond, Dean McKenzie immediately took the opportunity to contact Anson Harris.

Under these circumstances, Dean McKenzie naturally needed to call for backup.

But George Holt had no intention of stopping him, he just looked on with a smile as Dean McKenzie made his call.

Yet, Dean McKenzie couldn’t help but feel that George Holt’s smile held a hint of mockery, which gave him an uneasy feeling.

This sense of foreboding quickly became a reality.

He could not reach Anson Harris.

A persistent Dean McKenzie tried several times, but still couldn’t get through.

This amplifies Dean McKenzie’s unease to the maximum extent.

The sound of George Holt’s voice echoes again: “So, Mr. McKenzie, do you still need to rest?”

The mockery in his words was no longer concealed.

At this point, Dean McKenzie realized that things were not going well.

But at this moment, Dean McKenzie became calm: “Of course, I do!

Could you please wait a moment, I need to use the restroom!”

“We’ll accompany you!”

The four from the Mirror Stand stayed close to Dean McKenzie, escorting him to a nearby restroom. They spread out, each one covering a corner, completely blocking Dean McKenzie, not giving him any chance to escape.

Upon entering the restroom, Dean McKenzie immediately tried to use the Gate of Bone and the “Goblin’s Rise 3” dungeon.

Dean McKenzie originally thought these two would be restricted.

But they were not.

Both were still accessible.

However, Dean McKenzie did not use these two immediately.

He chose to wait.

Dean McKenzie still held hope for Anson Harris.

Given his current predicament, perhaps only if Anson Harris came would there be a chance of resolving the situation.

However, Dean McKenzie squatted in the restroom for hours, and still, Anson Harris didn’t show up.

But what left Dean McKenzie even colder was the fact that after squatting in the restroom for hours, George Holt and the others outside didn’t utter a word to rush him.

The more they behaved this way, the clearer Dean McKenzie realized, he was probably abandoned by Anson Harris.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have had the patience to watch Dean McKenzie delay time. ’

While Dean McKenzie was buying time here,

In the Medical Center of Spring City, in Ennis Hawkins’s ward where he was supposedly still comatose, Ennis Hawkins was standing by the window, gazing m the direction of the Promotion Temple.

With a “squeak”, the door to the ward was pushed open, and Anson Harris walked in briskly: “Several hours have passed, I’m surprised you managed to maintain composure and didn’t intervene this time, very unexpected indeed!”

“I can’t intervene now!”

Ennis Hawkins shook his head.

“Is it because you knew they were trying to force you out, so you’re prioritizing the bigger picture?