However, unbeknownst to him, Allen did not need his answer.
"I want to ask you something."
Yet again, the man is stunned. However, he quickly recovered his wits and answered.
"What is it, sir?"
This time he was polite.
Thus, Allen asked what he needed to know.
Well, Allen did not ask for sensitive information. All he asked is the origins of the man and the big events that had transpired in the base.
With just a few questions, Allen had already learned the information that he wanted to get.
"It seemed that the people in this base are unaware of what lies in here," Allen concluded.
"That would be all. Pay up and take that filthy corpse," Allen said as he waved his hands.
"How much do I need to pay for?" Rana asked.
However, he regretted asking as he almost coughed out blood as he heard the numbers that Allen said.
"100,000C!"
"Shit, that was just steak, soup, roasted turkey, and a wine." The man complained inwardly.
However, he dares not say it out loud.
In the end, he paid while trembling.
"Fuck that fatty. Despite his death, he still caused trouble for me.'
Pestering Allen is the fatty's idea.
Meanwhile, as the man left, Allen's smile disappeared and was replaced by his serious expression.
"Are the big organizations unaware of this?"
Allen asked himself as he was deducing the questions in the back of his mind.
"No, if they knew this, they might have exploited the advantages of this place…unless."
Allen had his eyes widened as he realized that the secret of this place is very big.
"This place contains a very big secret."
With that said, Allen began cleaning the restaurant and getting ready to leave.
A few minutes later, he was already back at his house. Although it did not have the grandness of a shrine, it was comfortable in a mortal's sense.
Of course, it is also comfortable. With his sealed Divine body, he is akin to a mortal. If he could not hear the prayers and praises of his followers, he would be no different to them.
When he arrived, he sat comfortably on the couch. After a while, he sat cross-legged and began meditating.
This is something he had learned back when he was still at the Military camp 355-03. However, he only managed to fully comprehend and utilize it in the past couple of years.
"Hwiou tvywo ljdioew."
As he was meditating, he suddenly heard a barely audible whisper.
With that, Allen abruptly opened his eyes and stopped his mediation.
The others might treat it as nothing but, he, as a Divine, he would not. He knew that his senses are very hard to fool. He knew he heard it.
He heard the whisper akin to how he heard his followers when they pray to him or when somebody mentioned his name. however, unlike the whisper, the voices of his followers are loud and clear.
"Is it because of the distance? Do I still have followers beyond this world?"