The group couldn't discern the answer from Qi Yuan's expression, but the reliable Qi Yunzheng came through, nodding in agreement with Hong Feiheng's words.
"It's indeed different. Their domains don't directly overlap."
Having received a definitive answer, everyone's attention focused back on Hong Feiheng, waiting for him to continue.
Hong Feiheng clicked to play the video, switching to a different scene. Pointing at a distorted black mass, he said, "Look here. If I'm not mistaken, this should be where the domains are mutually repelling and merging, so the power is concentrated in this area..."
Having been humbled by reality, Hong Feiheng had become less impulsive and more focused on improving his combat skills, which is why he was able to identify the issue immediately.
After Hong Feiheng's explanation, the logistics personnel quickly compiled the distinctions of SSS-level Superhumans based on his description.
With the intelligence on the old man and child mostly analyzed, they had to address the problem that was giving them headaches.
First and foremost was the topic no country could avoid: how to win them over?
At the very least, they needed to obtain contact information to communicate with them. This would provide a chance of salvation in times of crisis.
Seeing everyone silent, Director Yu took the initiative to speak: "My opinion is to control the online narrative and avoid disturbing them."
As the head of the executive bureau, his job was to set the overall direction and tone. The rest could be left to his subordinates to work out the details.
He wasn't a miracle worker who could do everything himself.
With the direction set, others gradually expressed their opinions.
"They chose to deal with monsters late at night, clearly hoping to keep a low profile."
"Exactly. Those foreign streamers shouldn't have bothered them like that."
"Moreover, they're also from Dragon Country, so we naturally have a special connection. If they want to cooperate with anyone, they'd surely approach us first."
"Right, we should just wait patiently. Forcefully intervening might cause displeasure."
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So the mysterious organization chose to act late at night to keep a low profile, definitely not to easily cover up any slip-ups, and certainly not to make it convenient for YouTube streamers to cross the blockade...
The group, engrossed in their heated discussion, failed to realize they had inadvertently given inspiration to the mastermind behind the scenes, as they logically analyzed the mysterious organization's intentions.
"Regarding why they want to keep a low profile, I have three theories. Given the limited time, there might be some oversights, so please bear with me."
"First, the old man repeatedly mentioned 'Master' and talked about crucial moments, indicating that his organization has clear objectives and plans, though we're not sure what they are yet. But judging from how they've repeatedly saved humans, they're probably not an extremist group."
"Because the organization has specific tasks to accomplish, they might not want to be constrained. Establishing contact with us could potentially interfere with their work."
"Second, they're being pursued by enemy forces. If their whereabouts were discovered, they could easily be ambushed."
"Third, they don't want to involve innocent civilians."
As soon as he finished and sat down, another person immediately stood up.
"I agree with most of Little Gong's points, except for one – that the organization isn't extremist. How can we be sure that their understanding of what's beneficial for humanity aligns with the general consensus?"
"Good intentions can lead to bad outcomes. If possible, I suggest we try to clarify the organization's objectives."
This person's opinion wasn't without merit. No one could guarantee that the mysterious organization wouldn't pull something unexpected, like creating a world with Lin... no, a world without humans, and so on.
After all, this organization possessed enough power to realize their dreams. If they were ordinary people, there wouldn't be such concern.
It's like dealing with noisy upstairs neighbors – ordinary people might just curse to vent their frustrations, wealthy individuals would move to a new place, while powerful superhumans would use their "virtues" to subdue others.
The actions of important figures must be given utmost attention.
Yu Anhe frowned as he jotted down notes. The original question hadn't been resolved, and now new issues had emerged.
With this new problem raised, the mysterious organization went from being perceived as otherworldly experts who intervened randomly to neutral parties who could potentially switch allegiances at any moment.
Everyone donned their masks of anguish.
Well done!
Qi Yuan rested his chin on his hand, nearly applauding the speaker.
Given the previous discussion trends, he was genuinely worried they'd conclude, "These otherworldly experts are so formidable, we'd better not disturb them at all."
News of extraordinary individuals appearing online?
Suppress it!
The mysterious organization clashing with the villains?
Quickly seal off the area!
The experts want to share confidential information with us?
Let's not. We trust you!
With this combination of moves, the flow of information about the mysterious organization would be controlled, and how was he supposed to stage his grand, continuous drama then? Might as well go home and sleep.
He wouldn't even have to face the potentially massive public embarrassment if there turned out to be limits to superhuman abilities.
He had embarked on this god-making plan with the resolve that if superhuman abilities had limits, he'd lay low for a while.
As for why only for a while, instead of completely starting over...
Isn't it reasonable for a fun-loving person to play a massive prank on the entire world when bored?
My joke is just a tiny bit huge, that's all.
Although he possessed the power of psychological suggestion and could change people's minds in a matter of minutes, the suggestions couldn't be too outlandish. Otherwise, once the ability wore off and they reflected on their decisions, they'd feel like their brains had been kicked by a donkey and revert to their original stance...
However, his joy was short-lived as someone proposed a new idea.
"Perhaps they're concealing information to protect us?"
The person made a bear-paws-up gesture, saying, "Aren't we doing the same thing by hiding information about S-level monsters or above to protect ordinary people?"
His words garnered agreement from some.
"That's right, and there's also that terrifying entity. We could feel the despair of everyone at the scene even through the video."
"Didn't the old man mention that the terrifying entity could locate them?"
Someone immediately countered, "If that's the case, and things have already been exposed, why haven't they contacted us yet?"
Unaware of the death glares from his colleagues, he continued confidently: "When the Ancient God Cult leaked information back then, we immediately activated contingency plans, educating people about monster abilities and how to protect themselves... What... what's wrong?"
He finally noticed his colleagues' resentful stares and paused his output.
I see!
Qi Yuan, hearing his explanation, realized there was a bug in the setup and silently deleted the "mysterious organization concealing information to prevent ordinary people from being located" part.
After the fruitless discussion, Yu Anhe once again exercised his leadership role, asking everyone to set aside the issue for future consideration.
Thus, they moved on to new topics. Qi Yuan, based on their discussions, made deletions and adjustments to his plan, feeling quite satisfied.
After the meeting, Yu Anhe called Qi Yuan to stay behind.
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