Chapter 5 The Noblewoman

As an agent, Fang Ze was competent. Even though he had lost his memory, he still took the time to understand the Federation, the jurisdictions, and even the system and the basic situation of the states. Then, he was surprised to find that although the social development of this world was not at a low level , it still retained the aristocracy of the Middle Ages. Furthermore, unlike the symbolic nobles of Fang Ze's original world, the nobles of this world had many privileges that even stretched into the realm of daily life. Take for example the color and material of clothes in this world. At first, the lower-class citizens could only wear clothes made of ordinary materials such as artificial cotton, linen, and polyester. Furthermore, they could only wear clothes with inconspicuous colors. Meanwhile, nobles could wear silk and cashmere, as well as brightly colored clothes. Now, because of the progress of the times, this rule was gradually abolished. However, green, purple, and gold were still colors that only nobles could wear. As for decorations and jewelry, ordinary people could only wear simple patterns on their clothes and some simple jewelry. However, the clothes of nobles could have many complicated patterns. They could also wear coronets, brooches, and so on. Moreover, these patterns and headdresses that could only be used by nobles were given all kinds of special meanings by nobles. For example, a noble's collar usually had the family crest sewn on it, representing the family's glory. Furthermore, the pattern of a nobleman's clothing and the style of their jewelry often represented some "hobby" or political inclination of the nobleman. For example, the peony brooch worn on the chest of the beautiful young woman in front of him represented her support for the "New Liberal" ideology that was gradually becoming popular among the aristocrats. The array of colors, patterns, and jewelry combined to form the casual clothing of a nobleman. Therefore, as soon as he saw this woman's attire, Fang Ze understood the identity of this beautiful young woman in front of him. She was a noble young woman who supported the "New Liberal" ideology. Just as Fang Ze was thinking this, the beautiful woman seemed to have finished her meal. She raised her head slightly and gently pulled back her hair, revealing a beautiful face. Her skin was as fair as snow and flawless. Her beautiful eyes were deeply embedded under her willowy eyebrows. Her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, adding a hint of mystery to her seductive eyes... Seeing the beauty of this pretty woman, Fang Ze couldn't help but fall into a daze for a moment. Perhaps sensing Fang Ze's gaze, while Fang Ze was secretly sizing up the beautiful woman in front of him, the beautiful woman also glanced in his direction. Then, her beautiful eyes curved slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. A faint smile appeared on her beautiful face. It should have been a meeting that left people captivated, but at that moment, Fang Ze felt as if his heart had been pricked by a needle, and all the hair on his body stood up. It was a response born of biological instinct. There was danger! He had to flee! He would die! Although he didn't understand why this was happening, Fang Ze decisively lowered his head. It was also at that moment that Fang Ze suddenly understood why most of his colleagues in the restaurant had their heads lowered. It seemed that everyone was curious about such a beautiful woman... This strange atmosphere lasted until the beautiful woman left the canteen. As she and the people around her left, the atmosphere in the canteen relaxed. Everyone felt a lingering fear as they whispered about their experience. They talked about the beauty of the beautiful woman, her identity, and the beautiful female officers around her. He had basically added everyone to the list of people he could experiment with. In the evening, after dinner, Fang Ze ended his business of "touching people" and returned to his temporary residence. When he returned to his temporary residence, his roommate, Wang Hao, was still not back. This was the first time Wang Hao had been back so late. Usually, he would leave late and come back early. His sudden absence today made Fang Ze, who would argue with Wang Hao a few times every time he came back, a little uncomfortable. He went to the toilet to wash up. Since he was not sleepy, Fang Ze could only lie on the table and write the report for tomorrow. Tomorrow was Friday, and there would be a regular meeting. Every agent had to share the clues they had uncovered. Although he had reported the clues from the past few days to the Commissioner, Fang Ze had gained something else today. While slacking with his colleagues, he had heard plenty of clues. For example, a colleague said that flying insects had been found in a certain direction in the jungle, but those insects had all landed on grass and trees. They clearly had vital signs, but they did not eat, drink, or move. This was clearly not a normal natural phenomenon. Another example was the ashes he had asked his colleagues in the identification team to identify yesterday. After preliminary testing, it was found that the mixed ashes in the dirt were from bird carcasses. As he twirled the pen in his hand and thought about these two clues, Fang Ze felt as if a line had connected. "Birds were killed. Did they control the flying insects to investigate the situation...?" "Is there indeed a fourth Awakened?" After boldly speculating, Fang Ze recorded these clues and deductions. Then, he completed his work for the day. This was the comfort of a life where he was paid to slack off. Wang Hao only came back late after Fang Ze finished writing the report for the regular meeting. As he gathered up the reports, Fang Ze asked Wang Hao curiously why he was back so late today. Wang Hao turned his head awkwardly and said that he had found a new clue. Seeing that he did not really want to talk about this topic, Fang Ze did not ask further. The agents in this world were very autonomous. If they asked too much about the other party, they would be suspected of stealing the credit. When he got back, Wang Hao didn't even wash up. He lay down on the bed and fell asleep. This was the first time he had slept earlier than Fang Ze. Fang Ze looked at Wang Hao's back and blinked in confusion. Then, he turned off the light and lay down, preparing to enter the Late-Night Investigation Room to investigate. He would be rewarded... After an unknown period of time, an even breathing sound came from the bed beside Fang Ze. Listening to Wang Hao's breathing, Fang Ze gradually fell asleep... In his sleep, Fang Ze seemed to have a strange dream. In his dream, he observed the forest outside the villa day after day. Every time he finished observing, he would go back and record the relevant information. However, when Fang Ze tried to see what he had recorded, he realized that he couldn't. He strained to see. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt his body heat up. When he regained his senses, he realized that he had already left the dream and was in the dark room again...