Chapter 136
It's natural to desire a meeting, but it's unwise to readily surrender your destiny to others. Moreover, it's more about full support and collaboration with Song Juyao, working together to amplify her negative emotions and enhance her abilities. If not cautious, the world could plunge into chaos, becoming the pawn in her hands.
Song Juyao remained unfazed. Their current rationality persisted because they hadn't witnessed the power of the cards themselves.
During a meeting, the president established contact with Song Juyao. Although he didn't receive Jiang Baiqi's instant favored treatment, he had Lin Weiqi's phone number. Dialing it, Lin Weiqi passed the phone to Song Juyao.
"Yes," Song Juyao agreed to the initial meeting request.
The call was on speakerphone, and leaders from the opposite countries heard it. They nodded in agreement and made preparations to fly to the empire for the meeting with Song Juyao.
"I'll have my butler pick you up."
Song Juyao's words perplexed them. Suddenly, they noticed a door behind one of the presidents and widened their eyes in astonishment. The meeting was being conducted via video conference, allowing them to glimpse scenes from each other's offices through the camera.
"What's that?"
"Look behind you, my goodness!"
The president turned his head, catching Lin Weiqi emerging from behind the door, nearly giving him a heart attack.
Lin Weiqi greeted politely, reservedly, and with an air of mystery. "Greetings, Mr. Frank."
The president, who had prior experience with arbitrary doors, promptly reassured, "Frank, stay calm. Don't be frightened. This is the arbitrary door of the Lord and her steward. Walk through it, and you'll arrive at the Lord's residence."
With his guards and officials, the president hesitantly followed Lin Weiqi through the door.
The other presidents watched the video feed, witnessing the door closing and vanishing. Within seconds, the door and the suited butler reappeared in another president's office.
This was truly...
Several Confederate presidents and important state officials entered through one door and inexplicably emerged in a distant country's manor. There, they met the leaders of other nations.
Suppressing the astonishment in their hearts, they maintained their composed demeanor, exchanged greetings, and contemplated rapidly changing thoughts.
Then, it was time to draw cards.
Once again, luck favored the boldest president. Having seen Jiang Baiqi draw cards before, he felt exhilarated but managed to maintain his composure. The scene felt oddly familiar—the blond president drawing cards, his ascent to power, and the palpable heartbeat and envy of the onlookers...
She desired negative emotions, which, in turn, empowered her. They were her quarry, her source of strength, even if they were leaders of nations.
The president paused, then sipped his tea deliberately. So what if they knew? Human emotions are intrinsically complex, each individual harboring desires, greed, and aspirations. She held the power to create anything, a tool that everyone desired. Aware of the imminent perils, akin to traversing a narrow precipice, they had no choice.
When one possesses a card, others are compelled to seek it, willingly or not.
Rather than pondering this, they should focus on extracting more resources from the Juggernaut. All nations would covet and require cards, but only one Juggernaut existed. Fortunately, they had Jiang Baiqi, and the Juggernaut appeared to favor her steward. Hopefully, she would also favor the U.S.
The presidents deliberated, withholding an immediate response. They needed to consult with their respective Congresses. This wasn't a minor decision; it concerned the world's survival and the fate of humanity.
Yet evidently, time was running out.
After Shen Fang and Su Tiantian discovered their gruesome videos were swiftly removed upon upload, they began orchestrating multiple acts of terror.
A commercial airliner carrying 325 passengers was hijacked. The hijacker streamed a horrific live broadcast online, evoking tears from viewers. Mothers clung to their children, husbands embraced their wives, couples held one another, some begged for mercy, others attempted to resist but were subdued...
The audience cursed, pleaded, condemned, gloated...
Though the live stream was swiftly shut down, the hijacked plane careened towards the heart of a bustling city, crashing into two buildings, causing tens of thousands of casualties, and infusing the air with countless negative emotions. Shen Fang and Su Tiantian...
A passenger train teeming with travelers fell victim to a hijacking, its captor also broadcasting the horror live. Ultimately, the train was derailed and aimed at a crowded station...
A super-powered individual descended from the sky, causing an explosion, after which a screen materialized in the heavens. Shen Fang and Su Tiantian appeared, grinning: "We hail from hell, and we shall sow even greater terror upon this world. We will turn it into a realm of nightmares, tremble with fear, everyone, hahahahahaha..."
[Despicable and revolting!]
[What kind of monsters are they? Perhaps they should stand trial.]
[Are these two seeking notoriety?]
[Impressive!]
[Even in a virtual world, they hesitate to take lives, immersed in trivialities. What sort of game are they playing?]
[Could Song Juyao be in distress?]
The data panel for the duo appeared in the system, eliciting gasps from the crowd.
Master: Shen Fang
Level: Lv4 (Advanced swiftly, officially a master, possesses the ability to influence the world, keep striving)
Energy Points: 3002376... 3023887... 1982837... (Energy rising and being expended rapidly)
Creativity Level: Lv4 (Initially equipped with the power to shape reality, though creations are numerous, quality remains modest, keep pushing)
Number of Followers: 1323001...1483778... (Number rapidly escalating)
...
Master: Su Tiantian
Level: Lv4 (Advanced rapidly, officially a master, possesses the ability to influence the world, please continue to strive)
Energy points: 2802376... 2903887... 1792837... (Energy rapidly rising and being consumed)
Creativity level: Lv4 (Already initially possess the ability to control situations, although creations are numerous, the quality is low, please continue to work hard)
Number of followers: 126892...1300023... (Number is rapidly increasing)
In haste, he rushed to Song Juyao's live broadcast room to check. The system appeared to react, showing Song Juyao's data panel as well.
Master: Song Juyao
Level: Lv3 (You have officially become a master and have the ability to shape the world, yet you remain weak; please continue to work hard)
Energy points: 3107779... 3510001... 3781678... (Numbers continue to rise rapidly)
Creativity Level: Lv4 (You already possess the ability to disrupt situations and become a true creator, but you haven't reached the point of controlling every aspect; please continue to craft nightmares!)
Servants: 5855...5872... (Slowly increasing; the number is small, but the quality is exceptionally high)
In the real world, within the trial show program group.
Gazing at the stats, Liang Qiao smiled triumphantly. Perfect, all the figures have caught up with Song Juyao's, and some have even surpassed her mastery level. Just as anticipated, the audience began to feel uneasy. When feeling aggrieved, they would overlook the joy that Song Juyao had previously brought and began to criticize her for not performing well.
[Knowing this is a battle for dominance, isn't her approach too gentle? She's fallen behind.]
[Ridiculous! Don't waste good cards.]
[What's the point of yielding under duress? Losing, no matter how impressive one's previous achievements, only results in looking pitiable.]
[I'm starting to think that Shen Fang and Su Tiantian are more forthright.]
Hahaha, look at this! It's a game full of snares he carefully set up for her!
"What is this nonsense?" In the palace, cabinet elders were baffled and bombarded by the barrage. It was their first encounter with such behavior. Not too long ago, they were applauding Song Juyao's authority and might, lambasting the two judges for their distasteful approach. But now, they were turning around and scolding Song Juyao for being too gentle and lenient, even praising Shen Fang and Su Tiantian's bolder attitudes? What's this? Do they think sparing lives is inconsequential? What kind of fickle stance is this? This is truly exasperating!
Young maids and male servants exchanged glances, finding it awkward to admit that such is the nature of internet users, and the collective intelligence of the masses can indeed plummet to unimaginable depths.
...
Within the virtual world.
Governments worldwide strive to suppress the news, preventing its dissemination, and scrubbing related internet content. The so-called freedom of speech is no longer permitted.
They finally comprehend that this game is a contest among masters. As humans, they're merely pawns in their game, able to choose only which side to align with, and hoping that the master they support emerges victorious.
The empire, more resolute than other nations, acted sooner.
Shielded by Mr. Jiang Baiqi, the world's foremost hacker, none of the foreign acts of terror infiltrated the country. A few were privy to the knowledge, but its spread was curtailed. As a result, the internet appeared serene, with nations feigning rivalry and showcasing assorted irrelevant trends...
One day, the Central Official Blog released a live announcement named: "Address to the Nation."
— Address to the nation? The title carried gravitas, as if heralding a significant event, sparking intense discussions among the populace.
What's happening to our nation?
Consequently, people arose early the next day and entered the live broadcast room as the event commenced.
What met their gaze was the Hengcan military base.
Hengcan military base stood as the empire's largest, accommodating up to 500,000 troops. Typically, not all 500,000 would assemble simultaneously; they belonged to various legions, each assigned specific responsibilities. Their congregating was reserved for exceptional circumstances, such as imminent war.
On this day, numerous legion detachments were summoned to the Hengcan military base.
A camera perched in a helicopter offered an aerial view, revealing a continuous procession of military vehicles. The sight was colossal, evoking a sense of anticipation.
"Is something massive underway?" Mo Fei questioned from within the car, stunned by the unending stream of vehicles filled with soldiers. These vehicles, like theirs, drove through the base's colossal gates resembling monstrous beasts.
After passing through the entrance, the vehicle's passengers disembarked, leaving the car to proceed and exit through another gate. The soldiers alighted with exceptional swiftness, avoiding any congestion.
The soldiers in each vehicle appeared bewildered and dazed, unclear about the situation.
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The scale of this live broadcast is so immense that it truly leaves people on edge. What's amiss? For events like sports competitions, military exercises, and the like, there's usually a significant lead-up with promotions and announcements well in advance. However, the teaser was only unveiled last night, and the live broadcast itself is happening today. Even more intriguing, it's centered at the Hengcan military base, maintaining the same grandeur. It's all quite unnerving.
A barrage of comments sped across the screen.
In fact, this live broadcast was being aired by many countries within the Allied nations.
Upon the Central Official Blog's release of the live broadcast announcement, the major foreign allied nations followed suit, unveiling their own live broadcast notices, also titled "Address to the Citizens."
The tone was highly solemn, almost as if about to reveal a profound secret, prompting discussions and curiosity. Consequently, the following day, people eagerly accessed the live broadcast channel as soon as the broadcast began.
Upon realizing that it was, in fact, a military live broadcast from another country, bewilderment set in. What was the empire up to? A military drill? Some sort of commemoration? Why was the other nation involved? An address to the citizens... Could it signify a recent collaboration between their own country and the foreign party?
This caused quite a stir. Even amidst Shen Fang and Su Tiantian's execution of their controlled acts of terror, they made time to watch the broadcast, intrigued by its intentions. In the real world, the audience saw this live broadcast through the perspective of the two, adding an extra layer of curiosity.
They remained uncertain about the actions of these governments. After all, those in the real world could only view events within the virtual world from the judges' perspective. They lacked a God's-eye view and control over all aspects of the virtual world.
Liang Qiao began to feel a sense of unease. Fearing defeat again, he was anxious about matters beyond his control. What were these governments up to? While they had conversed with Song Juyao earlier, no specific plans had been discussed. This left him unable to forewarn Shen Fang and Su Tiantian in advance, fueling his unease.
Thankfully, Shen Fang and Su Tiantian had committed fully to their sinister course, intensifying their terror activities. With their followers and energy continuously growing, they had distanced themselves significantly from Song Juyao. Observing Song Juyao's actions, he found some relief.
In any case, the first stage was approaching its countdown. Upon its conclusion, the masters would no longer be able to amass more followers. Given Song Juyao's limited number of followers, no matter how high their quality, they couldn't contend with the two judges who commanded a vast following.
...
Inside the Hengcan military base, soldiers converged on the large playground, forming groups based on legions. When viewed from above, the dense assembly resembled ants congregating.
Among these legions, Mo Fei and his comrades belonged to the Red Thorn Legion, one of the legions under General Han Li—a member of the empire's triumvirate of great generals.
"What's happening, General?" They inquired upon spotting Han Li.
"We'll find out soon enough." Han Li reassured them with a pat on Mo Fei's shoulder, his eyes reflecting a mixture of emotions.
In recent days, Han Li had been grappling with conflicting sentiments. Moments of happiness stemmed from discovering his birth parents and experiencing the joys of having a family. Simultaneously, concerns besieged him, as his soldiers were on the brink of becoming the master's energy source—being manipulated in various ways. Upon careful consideration, he trusted the character of his underlings, believing that their momentary deviation could be corrected.
...
Song Juyao's followers had congregated within the manor, their numbers having grown significantly over time. Apart from Lin Weiqi and Si Jiao, who had joined Song Juyao in meetings with various country leaders, the remaining followers were quite anxious. After all, they hadn't entirely broken free from human thinking and were suddenly thrust into the spotlight of such a grand event. As a result, nervousness was inevitable, coupled with excitement.
Nervous and exhilarated.
Bai Qiangqiu was nervously pacing about.
"Why the nerves?" Hai Wentao queried. "You're not one of us; do you believe you'll make an appearance?"
Bai Qiangqiu: "?? I've served as a mascot for so long. Shouldn't I be considered part of the team?"
"You're a laughable mascot. Ugly as sin. You're just a ball."
"Absolutely, and why hasn't your curse been lifted? Haven't you improved yourself?" Bai Qiangqiu was kicked as Hai Wentao continued speaking, causing Bai Qiangqiu's ball form to take flight.
Another individual caught the ball, kicking it back.
Kick and pass, kick and pass.
Bai Qiangqiu: "Enough already!"
In the study, Song Juyao observed Jiang Baiqi with her chin resting on her hands.
"You really won't draw any cards?" Song Juyao inquired once more.
"No." Jiang Baiqi maintained intense focus on the computer, his bony fingers dancing rapidly over the keyboard. Shen Fang and Su Tiantian had evidently enlisted the aid of hackers, necessitating Jiang Baiqi's leadership of hackers from all alliance countries to remain vigilant and protective. This bloodless war had raged on for an extended period, 24 hours a day.
"Why? Having a preference for dominance usually brings good luck."
Jiang Baiqi's fingers momentarily halted, only to resume tapping as if nothing had occurred. "I have no interest in those cards."
Song Juyao cocked her head, her gaze fixed on Jiang Baiqi without wavering. Her beautiful eyes bore a hint of a smile, as though encountering him brought her immense delight. This peculiar sensation of baring his soul in front of her was perpetual, as if she could discern his every secret. However, upon visiting her, walking through any door with his computer, exchanging a few inconsequential words, and futilely sipping tea twice, this sense of revelation had never surfaced.
"It's almost time. Prepare yourself." He instructed, his gravelly voice exuding a unique allure that made it unmistakable.
"Alright." Song Juyao stood, her tone tinged with resignation. "Mr. Jiang, you're certainly particular. You don't want to be one of my countless followers or minions, and you're uninterested in becoming a boyfriend. So, what do you desire?"
Emerging from behind the desk, she leaned slightly as she passed him, her gentle tone carrying a tempting allure. "Do you want to be my husband?"
Jiang Baiqi's fingers quivered, and Song Juyao straightened with a smile before leaving the office.
Jiang Baiqi took a few deep breaths, uncertain whether she was being genuine or playful. This enigmatic figure, whose origins remained unclear, seemed to embody both good and evil, remaining elusive. He found himself grappling with the uncertainty of whether she teased or spoke in earnest. No, no matter how he contemplated it, it was merely jesting. How could she genuinely love him? He was a mere speck of dust, void of significance, while she stood high above, akin to a sun wheel exerting control over everything, capable of disrupting the status quo and altering the world with a flick of her fingers.
Without rhyme or reason.
As Song Juyao descended the stairs, the awaiting followers in the living room immediately fell into silence, bowing their heads reverently: "Lord."
"Prepared to depart."
...
Soldiers stationed at this base were recalled starting yesterday. Although the live broadcast had commenced, it still took an entire morning for the flow of continuous arrivals to finally taper off and everyone to assemble.
The vast playground was now teeming with people. The empire's three generals were all present, followed shortly by the president and several prominent high-ranking officials. Their arrival breathed new life into the audience that had waited patiently all morning.
It could be inferred that the commencement was imminent. The anticipation had been nearly unbearable. What was it that the announcement aimed to convey on such a grand scale?
Their Mr. President stepped onto the stage, his expression serious. A hushed silence fell over the scene, magnifying his solemnity. In the minds of people both at home and abroad, various movie scenarios played out. No, this couldn't be a sudden revelation of impending disaster, signaling the end of the world, could it? !
"Ladies and gentlemen," the president's weighty voice resonated through the microphone, "Today, I must disclose a momentous event that impacts the survival of all humankind."
The barrage of comments intensified immediately.
[Dammit, is this really the apocalypse?]
[Ah, ah, ah! I'm starting to get frightened!]
[I've scrimped and saved, and now it's just about to go towards the down payment!]
[Is this world finally on the brink of destruction?]
[I had a hunch long ago. The country's defenses have been heightened. People in China aren't privy to what's transpiring abroad. I already sensed that doom was upon us.]
At this juncture, the screen behind the president illuminated, showcasing the scenes of recent global terrorist attacks.
Uninformed individuals were left stunned upon witnessing this spectacle. What was this? When did these events occur?
Shen Fang raised an eyebrow. "I see, they're about to reveal our existence to the world."
"Excellent. With this surge of attention, the number and energy of our servants will skyrocket," Su Tiantian remarked, all while expending energy to create entities. Their servants numbered in the thousands, each yearning for newfound abilities. Every evening, they produced more to satiate their ever-growing appetite.
They could almost visualize the countless fears emanating from individuals worldwide, blotting out the entire sky as they awaited news of the perpetrators behind these horrors, ready to pounce.
Yet, the video refrained from exposing Shen Fang and Su Tiantian, leaving people's negative emotions bereft of an outlet.
Within the solemnity of the live broadcast chamber, the president continued, "As you can observe, invaders have surfaced in our world, possessing abilities beyond human resistance. Henceforth, for the sake of humanity's future, the fate of mankind shall rest in her hands."
"Huh? Who?"
A door materialized beside the president.
What? Hallucination? What the heck? ?
Locally and internationally, viewers glued to the live broadcast or its transmission squinted at the screen, leaning in closer, their uncertainty apparent.
"Did you see that?"
"What on earth?"
"What's going on?"
"A door?"
Shen Fang's expression abruptly changed. He realized the true purpose of this globally broadcasted event! He barked commands at his hackers: "Hack into these live broadcasts!"
However, the hacker swiftly replied, "Boss, I'm afraid it won't work. Haven't you forgotten? Our technology isn't on par with the king's."
"King" referred to the world's top hacker.
Shen Fang's face darkened. Dammit! Who the hell is this king? Don't tell him it's that troublemaker Jiang Baiqi again!
...
On the playground of the Hengcan military base, soldiers tensed up immediately. If their boss had responded, they would have surged forward.
The door adjacent to the president gradually swung open. An eerie sensation emanated from the door, causing the hair on people's necks to stand on end. Restless hearts began to race.
First, a handsome man in a black suit emerged from the door. He walked to one side, followed by a beautiful woman in a red suit who moved to the other side. Both exuded an air of mystery and danger, almost inhuman. Despite their menacing aura, they simultaneously inclined their heads in respect towards the door, adopting an unexpectedly gentle and deferential demeanor.
Cloaked in black, a figure emerged.
Although she appeared petite, an overwhelming and suffocating pressure accompanied her presence. Her arrival was akin to a tsunami, sweeping over everyone present, including those watching the live broadcast. They were left flabbergasted, their throats parched and hearts pounding.
The sense of impending doomsday, the president's words, and the footage of the terrorist attacks, combined with this enigmatic entrance, led many to instinctively believe that Song Juyao was responsible for these acts of terror. The surge of negative emotions that had previously hung over the world now converged onto Song Juyao.
Fear transformed into energy, pouring in from all corners of the world in a remarkably short span, engulfing Song Juyao.
The system displayed Song Juyao's data panel.
Master: Song Juyao
Level: Lv4 (You have achieved the status of an official master and possess the ability to reshape the world. Yet, you remain relatively weak. Please continue to exert efforts.)
Energy Points: 19107779... 23510001... 33781678... (Data skyrocketing)
Creativity Level: Lv4 (You now possess the capability to disrupt the status quo and become a true creator. However, you haven't reached the point of controlling every aspect. Please continue to cultivate nightmares!)
Servants: 7115855... 8925872... (The number has surged. Please persist in creating nightmares.)
In the trial show's live broadcast room, the audience suddenly erupted in excitement.
[Wow, wow, wow! Instantly tied and surpassed!]
[Talk about Shen Fang and Su Tiantian being grand. Weren't they just grand?]
[Didn't see this coming? A few minor terrorist attacks pale in comparison to the government of a major country directly influencing the entire population and instilling negative emotions for Song Juyao. It's practically inconsequential.]
[Wait, did Song Juyao just steal the spotlight? She wasn't responsible for the terrorist attacks, but judging by the reactions of those on-site, it seems they attribute it to Song Juyao!]
[Hahahahaha]
Moments ago, Liang Qiao, brimming with pride, froze.
In the energy storage stage, the more servants, the better. To thwart the adversary from amassing a greater number of followers, the logical approach is to convert individuals into one's own servants first. That way, no matter what the adversary does, no matter the extent of terror they incite, it's all an exercise in futility.
After Shen Fang and Su Tiantian assumed leadership of the terrorist organization, if Song Juyao aimed to surpass them, she had to engage in acts of terror. Yet, as soon as she embarked on such a path and initiated malicious actions, she would inevitably be targeted by those who previously criticized her for being too lenient. There would be no respite for her.
However, Liang Qiao never anticipated such a bold move! Even if it's clarified later that Song Juyao wasn't behind these horrific events, they were already counted as her followers.
Who would have thought that Song Juyao would exploit her own actions in this way? Shen Fang and Su Tiantian were surely livid.
A faint smile graced the corners of Song Juyao's lips beneath her hood. Convincing an entire country, even several superpowers, to actively instill panic among the populace and generate energy for her was no small feat. Government officials were, after all, humans too. They wouldn't easily relinquish control over matters of life and death, particularly those already in positions of authority. Thanks to the terrorist attacks orchestrated by Shen Fang and Su Tiantian, which left them powerless, they were swiftly forced to align themselves and cooperate fully with Song Juyao.
Thugs who had been dispatched worldwide, preparing to execute a terrorist attack on a specific city, were suddenly wracked with intense pain throughout their bodies. Their abilities ceased to function.
In the first stage's energy storage phase, masters were prohibited from killing each other. Masters could not eliminate one another, nor could slaves engage in combat. Consequently, large-scale terrorist attacks could no longer proceed. Should the target of an attack happen to be a follower of Song Juyao, those responsible would be penalized by law.
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Shen Fang and Su Tiantian didn't initially understand, mistaking it for Song Juyao's trickery. It took them a while to realize that it was the law in play!
The audience also reacted suddenly.
"Damn!"
"Wow, how amazing!"
"Using the laws too, gaining energy for oneself, safeguarding innocents in the virtual world, earning the trust of the human government—all achieved in one fell swoop. Song Juyao's brain is truly brilliant!"
"Song Juyao is not only smart but also kind! Woo, woo, woo!"
Shen Fang and Su Tiantian clenched their teeth. No worries, the world is vast, not everyone is watching the live broadcast online, nor will everyone fear Song Juyao due to this broadcast. Good and bad individuals are evenly distributed. They can still gather followers. The outcome remains uncertain!
Shen Fang and Su Tiantian acted promptly.
...
At the Hengcan military base, the president, after some delay, received a hint from Song Juyao and continued speaking: "Humanity faces an unparalleled crisis. Thankfully, destiny has favored us, granting a glimmer of hope. These masters, hailing from other universes, will assist us against the malicious beings responsible for the terrorist attacks."
People worldwide believed the terrorist incidents were orchestrated by Song Juyao: What? Wasn't she the cause?
"Fear not, everyone. With the Juggernaut's assistance, we shall confront this crisis and overcome it."
The live broadcast concluded.
Audiences: That's it? Just a few words? After all that buildup, it's over?
Indeed, it was over. Song Juyao wouldn't deliberately incite negative emotions among the public. The base was too vast to control, and negative energy would spread contagiously among them, leading to chaos. Her aim was to surprise them, make them her followers, accumulate energy, and simultaneously prevent them from becoming Shen Fang and Su Tiantian's followers, all without overly agitating them and freeing herself from legal and rule-based constraints.
This impeccably timed maneuver greatly pleased the Cabinet elders. If Song Juyao had enticed the public and stirred their greed, she would have essentially treated them as pawns on a chessboard, disregarding their lives. In essence, there would be little distinction between her and Shen Fang and Su Tiantian.
Truly befitting her status as the chosen one of His Majesty the king—soon to be their future queen!
Within the virtual world.
Public discussion was rife. Doubts arose regarding the authenticity of the recent live broadcast. Foreign netizens even speculated about an imperial conspiracy.
Though the public live broadcast was closed, the communication video among the allied countries that had sided with Song Juyao remained active and continued broadcasting to the soldiers at each base.
Much like the soldiers at the Hengcan military base, those stationed at various bases were bewildered, uncertain of what lay ahead.
"The master and the government have forged an alliance. We shall now enter a new and unimaginable battlefield. Due to limited resources, only a select few shall rise as heroes, fighting for the future of humanity," the president addressed the dozens on the playground. His voice resounded. He then turned to Song Juyao and instinctively stepped aside.
Song Juyao, however, didn't require a microphone. Her voice seemed to penetrate everyone's minds directly. Even those farthest away could hear with the same clarity and volume as those nearest, unlike the president whose voice carried from a distance.
Even foreign soldiers watching the broadcast were taken aback. Some instinctively touched their ears in alarm, casting surprised glances at each other.
"What you attain hinges on your fortune." Song Juyao stated this alone, her voice gentle and enigmatic, akin to a sacred decree from the heavens. She casually singled out a soldier in the front row, "It's complicated to explain, so I'll let you demonstrate it for everyone."
Mo Fei, the chosen individual, stood flabbergasted, bewildered, and looking to Han Li for guidance.
Han Li nodded.
Mo Fei stepped forward, facing Song Juyao and the audience.
With a graceful wave of her baton, a black vortex materialized above Mo Fei.
Witnessing this otherworldly phenomenon, the previously tranquil and serious military base collectively gasped, momentarily unsettled. However, it soon regained composure. Only foreign viewers in the midst of watching the video continued conversing in shock—after all, even some of their own officers were taken aback.
The presidents of various countries also reacted. They may not possess extensive knowledge of card-drawing, but they understood card levels through popular discourse. An ur card was the highest rank! This Mo Fei was exceedingly lucky!
Other country leaders, far from composed, mumbled, "No, no! This isn't how we reacted to Frank's drawing!"
Only Mo Fei and fellow soldiers were oblivious to what was unfolding.
The card transitioned into light and entered Mo Fei's body. He felt a momentary transformation within, his footing on the playground transforming from asphalt to level ground. He sensed an extraordinary connection with the earth beneath his feet, experiencing warmth rising from his soles.
"To demonstrate your abilities more tangibly and help you become acquainted with them, I shall have my maid engage in a combat session with you," Song Juyao proposed.
Emerging from any of the doors, Yuan Xiu stepped forward in her maid attire.
Han Li immediately shouted, "Step back!"
Soldiers promptly retreated, creating ample space and leaving Mo Fei in the center, appearing somewhat bewildered.
Yuan Xiu, brimming with excitement, returned Song Juyao's salute before fixing her gaze on Mo Fei. A mischievous smile graced her submissive visage as her black wings unfurled, launching a swift and fierce attack towards Mo Fei.
Maintaining the honor of the Lord, she couldn't afford to lose face, let alone perish!
Mo Fei reacted belatedly, propelled backward and crashing to the ground. Normally, this would result in a number of broken bones and internal injuries. Yet, the anticipated pain never materialized. Upon impact, it felt as though he landed on a soft mattress, and the ground beneath him grew pliant. It promptly propelled him upward.
Stunned, Mo Fei observed his surroundings. Yuan Xiu resumed her assault, and Mo Fei, caught off guard, struggled to react in time.
Amid Yuan Xiu's relentless attack, Mo Fei endured a one-sided beating, gradually maturing and gaining experience.
Somewhere amidst the chaos, Mo Fei felt a guiding force, offering a glimpse into harnessing his abilities.
Launched airborne by Yuan Xiu's blow once more, Mo Fei perceived the soil's embrace. Without hesitation, he sank into the earth, vanishing from view. Yuan Xiu leaped into the air, her foot landing precisely where Mo Fei had stood.
"What?!"
"What the hell?!"
Onlookers were dumbfounded, while soldiers gazed around in astonishment.
Seconds later, Mo Fei resurfaced from behind Yuan Xiu. He, too, was baffled, a sense of "Did I just do something terrible?" evident on his face.
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[Hahaha, I never expected to suddenly possess such an amazing ability.]
[It's so cool! I love watching card draws the most. I could watch an entire issue just about card draws!]
[I never tire of witnessing their shattered worldviews. It's so much fun!]
[Others will be envious of you. The first UR card! I've never gotten a ur card before! What a legendary draw!]
[Even I, who am not a leader, shed tears...]
Yuan Xiu noticed that he was behind her and immediately turned around, throwing a punch at him.
Suddenly, Mo Fei raised his hand, causing the ground in front of him to swiftly rise, forming an earth shield. Yuan Xiu's steel fist struck the shield, shattering it into fragments.
Mo Fei seemed to have finally realized his newfound incredible ability. His entire head and neck turned red with excitement, his body exhilarated. His face glowing, he didn't feel any pain.
He no longer attempted to confront Yuan Xiu with mere punches. Suddenly, the scene was filled with flying sand and stones, as yellow dust filled the air. Numerous earth thorns sprouted beneath Yuan Xiu, nearly piercing her. She swiftly dodged by leaping into the air, then smashed the earth shield with a punch, inflicting a severe beating...
Although he held a ur card, Song Juyao had designed them to allow for upgrades. Currently, he was still quite weak, unable to defeat Yuan Xiu, who had advanced several levels and was adept at wielding her abilities.
At Song Juyao's command, Yuan Xiu's fist, poised to strike, abruptly halted. She turned to fly back to Song Juyao, her combative demeanor yielding to the submissive posture of her wings.
"Host."
"Take a break," Song Juyao gently ordered.
Yuan Xiu took timid steps, positioning herself next to Si Jiao, remaining by Song Juyao's side.
Mo Fei collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily. Blood stained his face, multiple bones fractured, yet he felt no pain whatsoever. He was consumed by exhilaration. His hand unconsciously brushed against the ground beneath him, as if sensing a gentle response from the earth—an emotional connection that moved him deeply.
Ever since childhood, he had a fondness for soil. Born in a rural area, he embraced his work in the fields, finding no bitterness in it. As a child, he loved running through the fields. He even planned to start a farm after retiring from the army. Now, armed with this newfound ability, he felt an overwhelming sense of love reciprocated by the very earth he cherished.
Who needs a girlfriend with an ability like this!
The scene grew silent, the only sound being Mo Fei's heavy breathing. Even viewers from foreign nations, restricted to watching through videos, were left speechless. Although Mo Fei had taken quite a beating, the recent battle had been nothing short of spectacular. Who wouldn't long for the ability to transcend the limitations of humanity and exert control over heaven and earth?
Mo Fei had only drawn a single card, yet transformed from an ordinary human to a superpowered being. In other words, if they were also to draw such a card, could they too become like Mo Fei, possessing this extraordinary ability?
The thought weighed heavily on their minds.
"You still have nine unflipped cards," Song Juyao's voice interjected.
Temporarily casting aside his labored breaths, Mo Fei mustered his strength, teeth gritted. His cards awaited!
Others, once again, shifted their gaze, this time no longer in bewilderment. They now understood the implications of such a card.
Mo Fei extended his hand, which moved with considerable effort. Realizing it was dirtied with blood and grime, he promptly withdrew it, wiping it against his trouser leg. With a cleaner hand, he reached out to touch the second card.
The second card was transparent.
"Unfortunately, this card is empty."
Disappointment washed over Mo Fei as he realized his high hopes had been dashed. Luckily, he still possessed other cards.
The third card remained a transparent, empty card.
Finally, the fourth card bore a pattern, albeit far simpler than the ur card.
"Congratulations, you've drawn a Recovery Pill, capable of healing 50% of bodily damage upon consumption."
The card transformed into light, landing in Mo Fei's hands, manifesting as a warm, light pink sphere. Holding it in awe, Mo Fei refrained from hastily consuming it. He glanced at Han Li for confirmation before finally placing it in his mouth.
As the pill dissolved on his tongue, warmth coursed through his body. Pain subsided, injuries visibly mended, even fractured ribs realigned. Although only 50% of the damage had been repaired, simple cultivation could restore the remainder.
Incredible! What kind of magic was this? In fact, the president referred to her as a deity, a being of divine power!
Anticipation surged within Mo Fei. He was eager to uncover the remaining cards.
Yet luck seemed to have abandoned him; all the remaining cards were empty.
The four great families collectively sighed in relief.
"Damn, I thought he was some European Emperor and almost felt like assassinating him."
"... Drawing a ur card so quickly—does that make him an emperor? How much money have we spent? Drawing hundreds of sets of cards and not a single ur card... I even forgot that such a card level existed. Now, a single draw reveals an unknown god! Unbelievable, it's enough to make me sick."
"The ur card is unbelievably powerful! With this ability, there's no need to fear the apocalypse. Unless the entire planet is obliterated, the fate of humanity won't concern him."
"Did you see that the card's name includes the word 'God'?"
"Damn it, I can't tolerate the existence of this 'Emperor.' I'll kill him!" Jealousy had driven one individual to madness. Having drawn hundreds of black cards, they failed to obtain a single ssr card, let alone a few sr cards. Driven insane, they were beyond reasoning.
"Don't make a scene..." Quickly, others intervened to restrain the agitated individual.
...
Mo Fei's card draw has finally concluded, and the others' eyes are now burning with anticipation. Could it be their turn next?
The leaders of other countries could no longer restrain themselves, and Lin Weiqi's and Si Jiao's phones began to ring incessantly. While the concept of the white cards had shocked them, the notion of black cards had driven them to the brink of madness. If others were to lay claim to these cards, it might even incite a war for their possession.
These cards were inextricably linked to a nation's military might and its standing on the global stage. With an individual within their empire wielding the power of the land, they could potentially become adversaries one day. The question loomed: how should they prepare?
Frustration intensified, a feeling of lagging behind the empire gnawing at them. Had they been one step ahead, this live broadcast could have taken place in their own country, with one of their own citizens harnessing this incredible power!
Upon Mo Fei's presentation's conclusion, the video feed to other countries was severed.
No longer able to observe events unfolding within the empire, global audiences were left perplexed. In their absence, had those on the empire's side acquired astonishing abilities? Had their fortunes changed completely? This newfound uncertainty prompted a deluge of questions, as officers from around the world inquired whether they too could draw cards from the Juggernaut's pool and access these powers.
Soldiers stationed in other military bases of the empire were similarly consumed by curiosity. They couldn't help but wonder, why were they not stationed at the Hengcan military base? There, they could have witnessed for themselves the enigmatic beings from other universes and the extraordinary battle that unfolded. Such an opportunity would have also granted them the chance to draw cards.
"Boss, do we have a chance to encounter those beings and attain their abilities?"
"Yeah, we want superpowers too!"
"Sir!"
"Chief!"
Energy surged into Song Juyao's body, and her eyes subtly narrowed, satisfaction gracing her features.
Jiang Baiqi observed Song Juyao on the screen, then glanced at the expressions of those around him—including even the president—detecting traces of delight and avarice as they seized this opportunity.
Each of them had become Song Juyao's prey, from the president to these soldiers. And him? Was he just another target of her predation? Perhaps she merely aimed to manipulate his emotions, extracting something from him.
Embracing this mindset, he managed to regain some semblance of composure, quelling the restless pounding of his heart. Nonetheless, a tinge of bitterness and discomfort persisted.
...
The alluring carrot exuded its fragrance, suspended just within reach, tantalizingly close yet elusive. Stretching, straining, fingertips brushed the edges, but the more they reached for it, the more elusive it became.
However, the decision of whom Song Juyao would grant these cards to, how many, and which nations she would favor, lay entirely within her control. Precisely because of this, anxiety only heightened. As the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. The governments of different nations also understood Song Juyao's motivations. Their emotions, after all, served as her sustenance, fueling her growth. She thrived on their turmoil.
To be fair, while Song Juyao manipulated people's feelings, she had provided them with considerable resources and even bestowed multiple ur cards. Ultimately, she was preparing for the future, for strong followers could prove advantageous. Yet human greed remained insatiable, an unfillable void.
Some individuals, unable to quench their desires from Song Juyao, turned to Shen Fang and Su Tiantian.
"We are willing to support you."
"Count us in."
"As long as you provide us with what we seek, we're prepared to serve you."
"Please accept our allegiance!"
...
"In that case, assist us in creating a nightmare," Shen Fang replied with a smile.
Many of them hailed from smaller nations, controlled by conglomerates, plagued by internal corruption. A country where the president wielded scant power, one marked by deep-seated divisions. A nation governed by multiple leaders, one that had ravaged its own lands. A monarchy, its royal family gluttonous and self-absorbed...
Countless small nations and factions were driven by their selfish desires, devoid of any genuine benevolence, indifferent to the fate of their people. Eagerly, they anticipated utilizing the master's power to subjugate the great powers or attain immortality and boundless wealth.
Assisted by these leaders, terror now descended upon their citizens, hundreds of millions subjected to physical and psychological torment.
In the shadows, clandestine organizations like the Treka family, once vanquished by Song Juyao, also cast their lot with Shen Fang and Su Tiantian. They eagerly awaited the world's reshaping.
Thus, Shen Fang and Su Tiantian embarked on a new journey.
Some aimed to ascend from the bottom, while others sought to protect their dominion. The wicked sought to sow chaos, the righteous to preserve peace...
The war of human nature had fully ignited.
The countdown to the energy accumulation period had begun. The factions of Song Juyao and Shen Fang and Su Tiantian resembled small nations surrounding a superpower on the world map.
On that day, Song Juyao sensed something, suspending the card pool's operation, her gaze drawn skyward.
Likewise, Shen Fang and Su Tiantian emerged from their rooms, their eyes fixed on the heavens.
Chapter 140
Every time Song Juyao visits any of the bases, a large group of people flocks to admire the mysterious, powerful, majestic, and tolerant attitude of the gods, also marveling at the enigmatic cards that capture people's attention.
With Shen Fang and Su Tiantian's terrorist actions outside, the contrast between Song Juyao's holiness and kindness becomes more pronounced, attracting an increasing number of devout believers.
As a result, her sudden action naturally piques everyone's curiosity, and they all follow her gaze, looking up at the sky.
What's amiss? What has occurred?
They witnessed three massive Mitsubishi columns manifesting in the sky—transparent, rotating slowly, and standing suspended in the heavens, nearly imperceptible under the sun's brilliance.
[Yo yo yo, the first stage is over!]
[Anticipating the second stage!]
[Are they about to engage in combat?]
[Exciting!]
[Oh, I still wanted to continue watching the card draw...]
At Building No. 0, the secretary urgently knocked on the boss's office door. "Boss, it's urgent! Look out the window!"
Jiang Baiqi, who had been engrossed in his computer work, halted his typing, raised the heavy curtains slightly, and gazed out through the top-tier bulletproof glass, witnessing the celestial spectacle.
His gray eyes widened slightly before shifting to the pink door that graced his office. As his fingertips brushed the doorknob, they hesitated momentarily, trembling. Eventually, he gripped it decisively, suppressing the wavering emotions within him.
Simultaneously, from every corner of the globe, the familiar voices of the three master game players resonated.
Triangular Pillar: "The energy storage period of the first phase of the master game is over. Congratulations to the three masters who have successfully obtained followers and amassed considerable energy. While some masters have transgressed the [Masters cannot kill each other] rule multiple times, the violations were not severe, hence a mere warning."
As the voice concluded, the influx of energy into their bodies ceased. The storage period had ended, and they could no longer derive energy from the Servants.
Subsequently, a data panel materialized before their eyes—unseen previously—not only their own, but also those of the other two.
Master: Song Juyao
Level: lv5 (you are now a qualified master with the ability to create worlds)
Energy points: 133781678 (sufficient energy)
Creativity level: lv5 (creator level)
Number of followers: 118925872
...
Master: Shen Fang
Level: lv5 (you are now a qualified master with the ability to influence the world)
Energy points: 93002376 (sufficient energy)
Creativity level: lv5 (intern creator level)
Number of followers: 683778
...
Master: Su Tiantian
Level: lv5 (you are now an official master with the ability to influence the world)
Energy points: 78023760 (sufficient energy)
Creativity level: lv5 (intern creator level)
Number of followers: 513000233
Ignore the notations in parentheses; focus solely on the data. While Song Juyao exceeds them merely in energy points, with the notations in mind, they furrow their brows. Why? They all possess lv5 status, but Song Juyao is at the Creator level, while they remain at the practicing Creator level. What criteria determine their game status?
Only the Juggernaut is privy to this data panel. Song Juyao surveyed it with a composed demeanor.
Mitsubishi Pillar: "Next, we transition into the second stage—the consumption phase—and the rule of [Masters are not allowed to kill each other] will be lifted. I implore the three masters to formulate the rules for the second phase of the game. The order of formulation will follow the sequence of the first stage."
Many people had gleaned certain details about the game from Song Juyao. She had unwittingly become embroiled in this game and was coerced into participating alongside the other two. Their primary aim in collaborating with her was the hope that she might resolve this planetary game. Having already eradicated the dinosaurs, the planet's former dominants, this game had reemerged anew. They had been fortunate to encounter Song Juyao, a benevolent deity; however, the next iteration might not be as forgiving.
Senior government officials streamed from their abodes to observe the transparent Mitsubishi Pillars in the sky, their anxiety palpable.
In the second stage, the order of the primary game rules mirrors that of the first stage. This implies that Song Juyao is still the final arbiter in rule-setting. What rules shall she decree?
Yet Shen Fang and Su Tiantian sported excited, bloodthirsty grins. Fearful the world would remain uneventful, they anticipated the duo's fervent efforts to upend the established order.
Shen Fang set aside his lingering doubts, pivoting to confer with Su Tiantian. Initially unprepared for the second stage's rule establishment, they found themselves constrained by Song Juyao's conduct and data. Adjustments would be necessary, and their deliberations were, at best, perfunctory. After all, it was the Liangqiao team outside the virtual world who wielded true decision-making authority.
Although they behave unscrupulously in the virtual world, their appearance is carefree and unrestrained, thus endearing them to numerous viewers who admire such indulgence and unorthodox perspectives. Fan attention is skyrocketing. However, in reality, they are not as audacious and presumptuous, and they do not dare to offend the trial show team. Furthermore, with so many enemies lurking behind Song Juyao, they heed the commands of Liangqiao's team, so they cannot be blamed if anything goes awry.
The Liangqiao team quickly engaged in a discussion.
"During the consumption period, the master can no longer absorb energy from the servant; it's a matter of consuming what remains."
"Song Juyao consumes energy at a slower rate than the other two. Shen Fang and Su Tiantian must be able to conserve their energy."
"Yes, if they can't transfer energy, they shouldn't. Otherwise, they won't stand a chance against Song Juyao in the decisive battle of the third stage."
"Moreover, we need to focus on compelling Song Juyao to expend more energy..."
"..."
The temporary NPC representing Liang Qiao promptly conveyed the message that Liang Qiao wished to impart to Shen Fang and Su Tiantian.
So Shen Fang proposed the first rule: "A servant can seize abilities from another servant."
Mitsubishi Pillar: "Received the first game rule of the second stage: [Servants can appropriate abilities from fellow servants]."
With this rule introduced, the entire world suddenly ignited with fervor. Emotions like excitement, anxiety, greed, and fear churned like stormy seas, causing tumultuous waves. Global tranquility hung in the balance.
Now it's Su Tiantian's turn: "The strength of the servant determines the strength of the master."
Mitsubishi Pillar: "Received the second game rule of the second stage: [The power of the servant determines the power of the master], which doesn't contradict the first rule. Consequently, the game rule for the consumption period is automatically updated to: [A servant can seize abilities from another servant; each time a follower appropriates an ability, the master receives a 1% energy feedback]."
This rule creates another layer of complexity, a trap within a rule, intended to confound Song Juyao. With servants plundering abilities from one another, inevitable casualties are foreseen. Song Juyao must decide between consuming energy to rescue her servants or sacrificing them. However, the stronger her followers, the more formidable she becomes. Regardless of her choice, public opinion will be divided. Shen Fang and Su Tiantian's ruthless and straightforward behavior contrasts Song Juyao's hesitancy and gentleness even further.
The members of the Tianhuiliang Forum were furious. This issue was undoubtedly a specially crafted gift from Liang Qiao for Song Juyao!
Finally, it was Song Juyao's turn.
All eyes turned to Song Juyao. The rules set forth by the other two are poised to shatter the world's peace. Can servants plunder each other's abilities? Not to mention Shen Fang and Su Tiantian's supporters; they are excited by the prospect. Especially those who have not acquired special abilities; even if it means risking it all, they are driven by greed to attempt seizing the powers of those who possess superhuman abilities. Friends, family, loved ones... all could become potential targets.
They hope Song Juyao will turn the tide and safeguard them.
Beside Song Juyao, a pink door materialized, and Jiang Baiqi emerged.
Upon seeing him, a smile graced Song Juyao's face.
Jiang Baiqi, however, could not relax. He emphasized, "It's in our best interest for you to win. There's no need to formulate rules to protect this world."
Song Juyao, the last to set forth the rules, has forfeited the opportunity. Jiang Baiqi worried she might disregard her own safety for the sake of others. Even though he knew full well Song Juyao wasn't purely kindhearted, he remained concerned she might suffer harm. She was a deity, elevated above them, and he couldn't fathom her sacrificing herself for their sake.
Though he was the head of Section 0, Jiang Baiqi was willing to evaporate countless individuals from existence for the sake of national peace. He could erase various beings without a second thought. Yet, in this moment, he had forgotten his national duties and saw himself as the one needing the least protection. Only a god knew.
Song Juyao's gaze grew softer, a hint of cunning concealed within. "Don't worry, I'm the game planner."
He wasn't sure if she referred to the behind-the-scenes planning of the card game or something else entirely.
Amid everyone's attention, Song Juyao spoke slowly, "Servants who have received special gifts from the master cannot harm ordinary servants."
Mitsubishi Pillar: "Received the third game rule: [Servants who have received special gifts from the master cannot harm ordinary servants], which doesn't conflict with the preceding two game rules. Additionally, the game rule during the consumption period is automatically updated to: [Superpowered servants can only plunder abilities from other superpowered servants; they can't attack ordinary people. If they do, they'll be subject to legal consequences. Each time a superpowered servant seizes an ability, the master will receive one-tenth of the energy feedback]."
The Mitsubishi Pillar radiated a brilliant light, spinning, and countless shattered lights converged into a halo resembling a galaxy: "The second phase of the Master Game has commenced. Please explore further excitement within the game itself. Wishing the three players an enjoyable experience."
The pyramids in the sky vanished, and the onlookers were left astonished.
[As expected of Song Juyao, truly kindhearted.]
[But even so, she remains entirely passive. The rules protect individuals in the virtual world, yet she has not proposed any rules that would benefit her.]
[Why do I find her somewhat disingenuous? At this juncture, shouldn't she suggest rules advantageous to her? Individuals who achieve great things prioritize their own interests. Nevertheless, Shen Fang and Su Tiantian are more likable, even in their malevolence they are magnanimous.]
[It's as though Song Juyao isn't entirely forthcoming.]
[During the first stage, Song Juyao proposed offering rewards to followers, yet she is now in the midst of this predicament. How can we be certain everything is beyond her control?]
[I truly find it hard to believe Song Juyao has everything under control.]
[Shen Fang and Su Tiantian won't be so easily dealt with either.]
The trial show's audience also engaged in intense deliberation. #Renxiu 4, Stage 2# swiftly became a trending search. At present, this show had become the supreme ruler of all time slots, outperforming all TV series and variety shows in terms of ratings and topicality.
It surpassed even the previous season's popularity, achieving mythic status.
In the realm of virtual reality, governments worldwide heaved a collective sigh of relief. The newly established rules could not contradict their predecessors. Song Juyao occupied the third position. With the first two rules already in place, this one appeared to shift the tide, though not without its challenges. Given the limited number of superpowered servants, most of the population remained ordinary. For now, peace was maintained.
Subsequently, global discussions intensified. As time passed, more and more followers acquired superhuman abilities. Shen Fang and Su Tiantian rampaged indiscriminately. Those who initially doubted the existence of deities and divine occurrences were now convinced. The world had changed, and now, having witnessed the Mitsubishi Pillar firsthand and heard the rules stipulated by the three masters, most individuals harbored resentment.
Why transform someone else's world into a playground? Why convert real people into pawns?
[Thankfully, we have a deity. Those two degenerates are doomed!]
[She's established a protective barrier for us. I no longer envy those with superpowers.]
[Nonetheless, caution is required. Although attacking ordinary individuals is prohibited, getting caught in the crossfire of a superpowered battle and being struck by debris might not be exempted from the rule.]
[I think it's time for the goddess to visit our country this month.]
[Our turn is coming!]
Netizens debated Song Juyao's actions once more. The empire was especially envied and resented because it was evidently favored. She had spent considerable time in that nation, and the empire had more followers than other countries. While small countries were embroiled in conflicts, the empire remained undisturbed.
Only high-ranking government officials knew that the empire's favor was attributed to its dominance over Aiwu and Wu.
The adored "mansion" —Mr. Jiang Baiqi wore a rather grim expression. The President was inquiring about a door.
This "any door" was a treasure coveted by all. Scientists were racing to acquire it; after all, using this door could lead to the edge of the universe. Yet, no one had succeeded in obtaining it. Yan E, scion of the Yan family, had exclusive access for just five minutes. The Association of Scientists was willing to pay billions to buy it, but Yan E, unimpressed by wealth, refused to sell.
"...not the 'any door'." Jiang Baiqi said.
Song Juyao gazed at him and smiled, "Mr. Jiang, it's been a while."
"..." It hadn't been long. And he was certain Song Juyao knew, but she was deliberately feigning ignorance. Just as she pretended not to notice him trailing clients into the villa, watching them draw cards, and ambushing her. She was mischievous, relishing their cat-and-mouse games.
During this period, they hadn't interacted much. Jiang Baiqi initially focused on safeguarding the internet, preventing Shen Fang and Su Tiantian from disseminating terrifying videos and live streams, thereby inducing panic and depleting followers. Once Jiang Baiqi's schedule permitted, Song Juyao was preoccupied, traveling worldwide, drawing cards, and gathering energy.
"Although you may be unwilling to draw cards, I still want to offer you one." Song Juyao took a moment to hand Jiang Baiqi a card.
This card was unique, neither white nor black, but pink.
"What's this?"
Song Juyao wore a gentle yet mischievous smile, "This is the door of true love. Opening it will grant you passage to your loved one's location. Regardless of where they are, you can reach them through this door."
Jiang Baiqi's hand, which had been toying with the cards, suddenly froze.
"Each time I must visit you, it's quite bothersome for you, Mr. Jiang, isn't it? Perhaps it disrupts your sleep. So, I thought I'd give you something that would allow you to reach me whenever you please." The sovereign remarked.
Jiang Baiqi pocketed the pink card, his expression unreadable. "You have too much confidence."
"Do I?"
"Indeed."
"What a pity. I quite fancy you, Mr. Jiang. If I were to open the door of true love, it would undoubtedly lead me to you."
A lie.
Jiang Baiqi couldn't explain why, but an unshakable conviction took hold. A figure materialized in his mind, a gleaming silver presence that fleetingly emerged and then vanished without a trace.
Mr. Jiang Baiqi, who professed to be an emotionless assassin, emphasized he would never use the pink card. Yet, that very night, Song Juyao observed a crack in the door, as if spying on her through a peephole.
...He was merely studying the military potential of the door.