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The matter of intelligence doesn’t seem to be false...

After Wang Ye had left, those who were collaborating didn’t act rashly on their own, but instead waited for Xuu Min and others to return and discuss together. Looking at the list Wang Ye had provided, the group fell into deep thought.

On the list, many people’s identities were correctly matched; where they worked, the specific work content they were responsible for, and when they would check the security of the dismantling program—everything was so detailed that even they themselves felt they didn’t know as much as Wang Ye did.

"Isn’t this Shao Junyi just a peripheral scion in charge of cultural relics logistics? How does he hold such an important job?"

"Exactly, his actual identity turned out to be one of the four guardians of the Zhuxian Ghost King Sect. Jeez, I really didn’t see it coming back then!"

"And this Gong Mingrui, who competed with me for a spot on a Zhuxian mission and lost, I thought the higher-ups found the task too taxing and didn’t want to use their power to push me down, but who knew he was just acting?"

On the records, Gong Mingrui turned out to be one of the Elders of the Five Poison Sect.

Most of the people in this intelligence were hidden in plain sight, extremely low-profile on normal days, seemingly the unsuccessful scions of noble families. However, it appeared they were much more than that!

Looking at this information, Xuu Min and the others couldn’t help but sigh; indeed, the methods of the old generation of these noble families were far beyond what their younger generation could match.

Understanding the principle of moderation and deliberately concealing a portion of their power, they seemed to have ceded their resources, but in reality, they had garnered even more control in the shadows, even making others feel a bit grateful. Truly, they had a grip on human nature.

These seemingly ordinary scions had immense power in the shadows and secretly kept most of the grassroots descendants’ dismantling programs; there was no longer a need to worry about their own clans abandoning them after use, as they would naturally be promoted at critical moments.

Quite interesting. No wonder in the history of certain families, there were always some inconspicuous peripheral scions who suddenly rose to power, claiming to have encountered fortuitous opportunities.

In fact, they had already been involved in a manipulation behind the scenes.

How could the true marginalized descendants have any luck to speak of?

How many lies have we been living amongst?

Looking at the information, Xuu Ming and the others could almost instantly tell that the intelligence was ninety-nine percent accurate.

The details about various positions and accessible locations were too exact, and those places, if used to store dismantling programs, would indeed be hard to detect.

One or two being coincidental might be plausible, but thousands? That was indefensible.

This piece of intelligence... was most likely accurate.

However, what puzzled them was why such a secretive piece of intelligence from noble families, of which many core descendants might not even know, would be known only to the important Elders or the Family Head. So how did Wang Ye manage to obtain it so easily?

What... exactly did he use?

For a moment, even Xuu Min, who was afraid of neither heaven nor earth, felt a hint of awe towards Chen Qing’s methods. Perhaps the high ranks of the Federation hadn’t expected that the entity they wished to collaborate with and calculate against was such a being.

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"I’m quite curious, why didn’t you just send Ali over directly?"

Mister Tianji, looking at the relaxed Wang Ye, asked in puzzlement.

The intelligence... was naturally acquired through Ali’s contact with those Federation higher-ups who had rushed to the new world first. Although it wasn’t comprehensive, at least the dismantling programs of most of the outstanding talents had been obtained.

If this reversal succeeds, then the remaining few that haven’t been obtained would also have to be handed over by those noble families.

The best method seemed too risky and troublesome. Wouldn’t it be easier to directly send Ali to covertly handle the Federation’s higher-ups?

"Is Mister testing me on purpose?" Wang Ye said with a smile, "If it were you... would you let that fox come over?"

Mister Tianji fell silent upon hearing the words, and Wang Ye continued, "I know the ties among you people are certainly extraordinary, but Chen Qing is a person who remains sufficiently calm, and he’s one who won’t easily trust others completely.

To have the terrifying abilities of the Thousand-Faced Fox in anyone’s hands, no one would dare let her wield them. "

"What place is this? The origin of the world, capable of directly shutting down the game world, and no one knows how much influence the researchers in the rear can wield within the game world. In such a case, would you let that fox take complete control here? Are you out of your mind?"

Mister Tianji gave a wry smile upon hearing this.

He actually wanted to say that Ali had no such ambition, but after thinking it over, he decided not to speak these words.

Ali’s capabilities were indeed too terrifying; if they went out of control, they would cause great destruction to any power, especially in a place like Digital City, which had the capability to pull the rug out from under someone.

Whether she would do such a thing or not was one question, but as the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a wall that is in danger of collapsing—who would want to put their fate in someone else’s hands?

The more powerful the person, the less likely they would do so.

Ali herself must understand this, right?

Mister Tianji sighed. He wondered whether that girl could understand this point of view.

As they were talking, news came from the other side. Wang Ye looked up to see the people asking to enter the private room; it was Xuu Min and a fellow named Yun Dongliu.

He had inquired about Yun Dongliu before, an outstanding superstar of the previous generation whose parents were poor miners, and he was someone who had climbed up from the war zones step by step.

Within the forces banded together by grassroots, his was the largest power, and he even had many conflicts with Xuu Min on the surface.

But in reality, the two often cooperated in secret.

"What have you considered?" Wang Ye looked at the two men with a mild demeanor.

Having spent some time in Great Jin’s political circles, he was actually quite indifferent toward the offspring of the noble houses.

He did not understand why existences like Emperor Siao would allow such entities to persist after all, such things were cancerous.

With them around, the entire Imperial Court, or rather the entire Human Race, would forever be stuck at a bottleneck, never developing to an ideal maximum.

As years pass, these noble houses might even become the worst leeches, dragging down the entire scheme to chaos, and then the cycle of reshuffling resources and reallocating them would start anew.

Such cycles seemed to be inescapable for the Human Race of his world as well as the humans of this world...

With the class barriers growing ever stricter, that these two men could come this far was, in his eyes, already exemplary among humans.

"Your intelligence is detailed enough to be worth the risk!

" Xuu Min was the first to speak, "But we’ll not involve too many people in our participation. If we do not succeed, Mister, please keep your word and not disclose our other brothers involved behind the scenes after the incident occurs. The higher-ups won’t investigate thoroughly, so most people should be able to escape this disaster. "

Wang Ye looked at him, unsure if the other party was truly loyal and righteous or just wanted to appear so.

Although he hadn’t spent much time among humans, he had seen more than enough of the terrifying nature of the human heart.

Still, he hoped they were genuinely loyal and righteous. After all, this guy and Xuu Hu were likely blood relatives.

Indeed, from the first sight of him, Wang Ye recognized his face—almost identical to that straightforward man from Jiangnan, as if they were cast from the same mold!

Xuu Hu would surely be delighted to know that he still had close kin in this world, wouldn’t he?

If this kin was also a person of loyalty and righteousness, then that would be quite a good thing indeed.

Wang Ye liked to see warm-hearted scenes, as after all, at the beginning, he often encountered much kindness; he believed in the inherent goodness of human nature and wished for more comforting scenes in this world.

After all, these past few years, Xuu Hu had been a great drinking buddy, and every visit had been a relaxed occasion filled with joyous conversation.

However, one thing significantly occupied Wang Ye’s thoughts.

If Xuu Hu and the man before him were related by blood, then it meant that Xuu Hu was very possibly also a reincarnated player, one born from the grassroots yet possessed exceptional talent, much like a player. Then could others be...

Or perhaps... himself?