On a slightly messy desk, a laptop had been pushed aside, revealing its owner's casual attitude after use. Qi Yuan sat at the desk, his hair disheveled and his face haggard.
He ran his fingers through his hair again and picked up a pen to write on paper.
[To balance the forces of both sides, add a Monster-Taming Elder.]
[Information revealed:
Operator faction: five members, stance
Stolen Operator faction: High Priest, Masked Man, Monster-Taming Elder, stance]
At this point, his right hand paused, his expression changing from calm to irritated. He threw the pen onto the desk, clasped his head in both hands, leaned back in his chair, and let out a heavy sigh.
Whoever invented information blockades deserves to be hanged.
Having to maintain the mysterious organization's image while getting more people involved, allowing information to potentially leak out, and setting up reasonable confrontation points to reveal the setup...
Damn it!
Having to do this... and that...!
His mind was numb.
Conflicts between monsters and seedlings, both sides needed protection.
Using the fact that official channels couldn't contact the mysterious organization to escalate events, forcing them to leak information so the public could access it.
Just when the goal was achieved, getting two fearless individuals to infiltrate and film, the various national authorities immediately blocked the most crucial information.
Qi Yuan wanted to howl at the sky.
Without unlocking this information, the next time they reveal the setup, the public would be completely confused. But here's the problem: repeating similar conversations each time wouldn't work – the higher-ups weren't complete idiots, they just lacked sufficient information to decode everything.
He had planned to cooperate with the government after this, using the pretext that the Operators would soon regain power and that the Masked Man's counterattack was helping monsters upgrade to allow Stolen Operators to absorb more energy, requesting assistance from various countries and naturally explaining the whole story to cooperation partners.
Now, stuck at the publicity stage, he had to replan everything.
Qi Yuan slumped in his chair, his soul practically floating out of his mouth.
Exhausted, just end it all!
In reality, when both sides fight, there's no chance for dialogue. Heaven knows how much his hairline had receded trying to create space for both sides to confront each other.
Not to mention, finding suitable monsters like the Gumantong wasn't easy – it came with its own following, reached peak SS-level strength, and its contamination caused minimal harm to human bodies.
Just thinking about his clone waiting outside for retrieval gave him a headache.
With dozens of clones, he could only recover them gradually, which explained his poor complexion.
Qi Yuan roughly stuffed the notebook into his spatial storage and pulled the computer back in front of him, browsing various platforms.
After a day of fermentation, there were fewer reposters on the platform, leaving mostly discussion threads.
He clicked on the most recently posted thread.
[Analysis of the Duoheluo Country incident...]
[Posting images in first comment to prevent deletion, let me edit the details]
Unfortunately, this floor wasn't deleted. GHS truly remained humanity's eternal instinct, as the replies below became inappropriate.
Some teased the original poster about the details, others posted sweating emoji, and some replied with strange content – the comments multiplied rapidly.
[Public IP is meant for everyone to be careful with their words, not to compete which province has more perverts!]
[What, it's not?]
[Sui Province netizens losing major points!]
Before the thread was locked, the original poster finally returned and brought the topic back on track.
[First, we need to understand the timeline. Look at the image I posted, created by XX expert, which I borrowed with permission.]
The image clearly noted various time points, though the public's perspective started from when they became aware of the situation up until Bernice's video conclusion.
[First question: Why is the Masked Man so obsessed with helping monsters? He appeared twice – first when the elder and others were dealing with monsters, and second when the Masked Men helped monsters advance. I suspect there's some connection between the monsters and them.]
Qi Yuan's eyes lit up as he used his replacement ability to swap out a blue bottle of cola from the refrigerator and took a comfortable sip.
The masses truly had sharp eyes, able to deduce something even with blocked information.
At least it wasn't all for nothing.
The comments below the original post exploded immediately, with people leaving messages.
[Terrifying when you think about it! An unexpected path]
[I have the same thoughts, just can't figure out the exact connection. Different cults explain monsters differently – some say they come from pollution, others say divine beings cleaning out sinners, and some claim they're aliens whose planet was destroyed]
[Oh wow, waiting in the front row for the experts to battle it out.]
The original poster didn't reply to any comments, clearly having more content to share. Several minutes later, they reappeared.
[Second question: Why did both organizations hide for so many years? And what changed their approach?]
[Seeing everyone's discussion on the first point, I'll add: What use are monsters to the Masked Man? With their strength, they surely aren't coveting the monsters' power.]
While some analyzed with logic and evidence, others waited for experts to conclude, and some jokers always had eye-rolling comments.
[Maybe they're after the monsters' bodies, my destined wife in monster form]
[Although self-aware]
[High Priest, hehe!]
Qi Yuan quickly closed the comments. Everyone has their dreams, but perverts are excluded – even making suggestive comments about Gumantong was beyond the pale.
FBI, OPEN YOUR DOOR!
The original poster raised more questions and concluded:
[In summary: First, both organizations far surpass us in power. Second, they have conflicting interests (best case scenario, the mysterious organization is protecting the world). Third, the monsters' significance to the Masked Man. Fourth, what the agreement refers to. Fifth, where the terrifying existence comes from (divine beings? aliens?). Sixth...
Finally, both organizations speak Dragon Country's language, Dragon Country is the most awesome.]
[From a self-interest perspective, I hope neither side loses. The reason is simple: without competition, we'd move to dividing the spoils, and based on currently revealed power levels, we seem to lack the ability to resist. The dragon-tiger struggle can buy us more development time. (PS: Will delete this in five minutes, don't share or screenshot)]
Though the original poster's questions weren't particularly novel, they were comprehensive. Many users were watching the thread live, and replies came quickly.
The last point was flooded with comments saying, "Give me 50 cents, delete this."
The first summary point generated more normal responses, with people proposing various hypotheses to answer the summarized questions, while others played with memes.
[They all speak Dragon Country's language, fast forward to this being a Dragon Country authorities' conspiracy (doge)]
[Above user waiting for express list]
[Don't exaggerate, these are all spies trained by Bitcoin Buddha Country.]
Looking at the comments before him, Qi Yuan pondered deeply and suddenly had an epiphany.
He didn't necessarily have to stack everything on the collision between the mysterious organization and the Masked Man.
For instance, letting cults and terrorists do the work, creating a false scenario to slip in his agenda, and using third parties to help them resolve their confusion might be an approach.
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
