Mo Yang hadn’t expected that Emperor Qin’s five-person group’s room would also be in the luxurious suite section. He also didn’t expect them to be so close, just enough for them to hear what he said. Fortunately, he hadn’t directly revealed the name of the item he suspected to be the scepter, or it would have been a disaster.
He ran really fast, with Qing Nu, Fei Ying, Harris, and Little Hou chasing closely behind. Those who didn’t know might have thought it was something else, but Mo Yang stopped in front of a room not far away, swiped his bracelet terminal in front of the door, and was about to enter. Little Hou, running the fastest, suddenly turned pale, and his specially made-basketball was thrown directly at Mo Yang.
In Little Hou’s mind, Mo Yang would surely be delayed in avoiding the basketball, giving him a chance to catch Mo Yang. However, the seemingly sly-looking guy didn’t dodge the basketball at all. When he opened the door, the basketball was about to hit Mo Yang’s head.
Bam!
Little Hou grinned, but before he could laugh, his basketball rebounded like it had hit a wall, with even greater force. Little Hou clumsily caught his own basketball, which had almost made him cough up blood. He looked up incredulously, and Mo Yang had already entered his own room. However, there was a small display screen on the door, showing Mo Yang’s very punchable face.
“Kid, didn’t anyone tell you not to litter everywhere?”
Little Hou was furious, “You’re the trash! Your whole family is trash!! Come out!”
Mo Yang rolled his eyes from inside the room, “Do you think I’m stupid? It’s almost midnight now, go to sleep. You’ll never grow taller if you stay up late.”
Little Hou wanted to say more, but Emperor Qin’s voice rang out, “Alright, Little Hou, come back.”
He had also been misled by that man. As soon as he started running, they would chase. In fact, this had no effect. Even if they caught Mo Yang, he couldn’t reveal what he suspected the scepter to be. They could only say that their timing was wrong. If they had waited a little longer, they might have heard the man’s guess.
However, even if he didn’t say it, they had a way. In the remaining six days, these people would definitely go looking for the scepter. As long as they followed them the whole way, they would know what their target was. Even if they got the scepter, as long as they didn’t leave the game immediately, he could find a way to snatch it back.
So Emperor Qin just remembered Mo Yang’s face deeply, then turned to look at Wan Mei, Song Kefeng, and Zhou Api carefully before going back to his room.
However, Harris did not return to his room. He stood like a pillar in front of Mo Yang and Wan Mei’s room, apparently planning to monitor them all night.
Song Kefeng and Zhou Api first entered Mo Yang and Wan Mei’s room together. After entering, Zhou Api couldn’t help but complain, “Why did you speak so soon as soon as they left? It’s like they’re going to follow us all the time. What should we do?”
Mo Yang shrugged, “Chill. Can we just kick them out of the game? I don’t want to have a violent conflict with them right now. Besides, even if they’re monitoring us, they can’t possibly get the scepter before I do.”
“Most importantly, my guess about the scepter is just a speculation. I don’t even know if my guess is correct until I actually get my hands on it.”
Song Kefeng asked, “What’s your guess then?”
Mo Yang glanced at the door and lowered his voice to a whisper, “I guess it might be one of the microphones used by the three presidents from the 49th-floor auction treasure hall.”
Zhou Api almost blurted out in disbelief but quickly caught himself, whispering, “How could the scepter be a microphone?! Even if it’s a microphone used by a president, it couldn’t possibly look like a scepter. And I don’t understand why the King’s scepter would be a microphone.”
Mo Yang looked at him, “The scepter symbolizes power, and the greatest power a head of state has is often their ‘speaking power.’ In other words, their authority is absolute. In our ancient times, we even had phrases like ‘A ruler’s word is law.’ With speaking power, you have power.”
“As for the appearance of the microphone? In this era, microphones should have many functions, right? Maybe even shape-shifting functions? Now, let’s go online and check what functions the microphones of the three presidents, Prospero, Ming Qing Feng, and Abu Dhabi, have. The 48th floor of the Obsidian Star Hotel’s treasure hall collected microphones used by these three presidents.”
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Each microphone belonging to a president had unique functions, including basic ones like multilingual translation and voice modulation, as well as shape-shifting, offensive, and defensive capabilities. Among them, President Prospero’s microphone could transform into the appearance of a scepter, as he often turned it into a staff to hold after speaking.
Zhou Api pointed at President Prospero’s microphone and said, “I think this microphone is the real deal! It looks a lot like a scepter!”
On the other hand, Song Kefeng thought President Ming Qing Feng’s microphone was more likely, given their similar black hair and eyes, indicating a common lineage.
Mo Yang shook his head, “It’s hard to say. Instead of speculating here, let’s get our hands on it and see. Once we have this thing in our hands, we can confirm whether it’s the ‘King’s Scepter’ or not.”
“The problem now is that these three microphones are all in the Obsidian Star Hotel’s treasure hall, and we need to figure out how to obtain them. The legitimate way would be to buy all three microphones, but even if Old Song wins the combat competition and gets one hundred million star coins, it may not be enough to buy them. Plus, if we try to buy them, Emperor Qin and his group will definitely take action.”
“So, even though I want to be a good person, we might have to resort to unconventional methods to get these three microphones.”
“At this point, I’m really glad that Ouyang Yang is my friend.”
They heard that the treasure hall on the forty-ninth floor had three layers of tight security, and only people with top-level permissions could enter during non-exhibition hours. Mo Yang remembered the access code that Ouyang Yang had given him.
Obviously, the other three also thought of this point. If it weren’t for the big guy watching outside, they would probably want to try it now.
“All right, we have a plan. Let’s go to the treasure hall tomorrow. Although I have a high degree of confidence in my guess, there’s still a chance it could be wrong. Let’s not act rashly and observe for a bit longer.”
After they finished discussing, Song Kefeng and Zhou Api left the room. When they left, they saw Harris still guarding the door seriously, like a gatekeeper. Song Kefeng was tempted to punch him and knock him out, but he resisted the urge and decided to go to bed first and discuss it tomorrow.
When Song Kefeng and Zhou Api left, Mo Yang continued to browse the Star Network with Wan Mei, looking at information about the top ten most famous presidents’ microphones in the federation.
He looked at the microphone of the legendary president who founded the federation during its early days and sighed, “Aren’t these functions a bit too extraordinary? It’s true that only extraordinary people can achieve great things.”
Unfortunately, this microphone of the legendary president had been lost for a hundred years, so it was just a memory now. The microphone even had special spotlight effects when the president spoke, which sounded pretty awesome.
Mo Yang inexplicably had a strong affinity for the microphone of the first legendary president of the federation, named “Proverbs.” He felt that this microphone perfectly matched his aesthetic preferences, both in its simple appearance, which looked like a plain pen and in its transformative capabilities that could be spectacular once activated.
It was a shame that he couldn’t see it in person.
So much so that when Mo Yang dreamt at night, he dreamt of himself holding the microphone and delivering a passionate speech.
Hearing his Black Dog murmuring in his sleep, Wan Mei, the “Demon King,” couldn’t help but smile. He stared at Mo Yang for a while, then suddenly grinned and started searching for more information on the Star Network. As dawn broke from pitch darkness, Wan Mei gently pinched his brow and smiled as he looked at a picture.
At 7:00 AM, Mo Yang got up and tidied himself up. He turned around and found that Bai Wan’s eyes seemed a little exhausted. He carefully observed Wan Mei’s face, “Did you stay up late?”
Wan Mei smiled, “No, I was just thinking about something. I didn’t sleep very well.”
Mo Yang clicked his tongue, “I’ll order you a cup of calming milk, I saw it on the menu yesterday. It has added of natural plant ingredients that are very good for replenishing the spirit. It only costs 1,000 stars coins, I’ll order you a cup.”
Wan Mei curled his lips and nodded.
At 7:30 AM, Mo Yang and four others went to the restaurant on the 40th floor. As expected, Emperor Qin and his group followed them. While other people might have felt uncomfortable being followed like this, both Mo Yang and Wan Mei were used to being in the spotlight, so they didn’t mind at all.
As for Song Kefeng and Zhou Api, one had no fear, and the other had skin as thick as a wall. The four of them continued their activities as usual.
The breakfast restaurant offered a self-service buffet and à la carte menu.
Song Kefeng paid 500 star coins for breakfast for the four of them, and as expected, Mo Yang ordered an additional cup of calming milk for Wan Mei. Song Kefeng and Zhou Api, who witnessed this public display of affection, couldn’t help but roll their eyes. However, when Wan Mei’s calming milk arrived, the waitress also brought three cups of juice that looked like the night sky.
“Good morning, everyone. These three cups of Starry Sky Juice are our special complimentary beverages for you. They not only have a refreshing and beautifying effect but are also exclusive to our breakfast restaurant today. We hope to see you again tomorrow morning, as we offer different exclusive items each day.”
The waitress’s smile was very sweet, and Mo Yang noticed that the Starry Sky Juice had been served at other tables, including Emperor Qin’s group. Clearly, everyone appreciated this special complimentary drink, as their faces lit up with smiles.
But why didn’t Wan Mei receive one?
The waitress seemed to sense Mo Yang’s confusion and offered a compliment, “Although our Starry Sky Juice is excellent, it doesn’t compare to Calming Milk in all aspects except appearance. The Starry Sky Juice is priced at 80 star coins per cup while Calming Milk costs 1,000 star coins. Since this gentleman already has Calming Milk, we won’t embarrass ourselves with the Starry Sky Juice. Of course, if the guest wants to try different flavors, I can bring another cup right away.”
Wan Mei declined with a straightforward tone, “No, thank you. I’m not used to drinking juice.”
Mo Yang couldn’t help but smile broadly. He picked up the Starry Sky Juice to take a sip, but Wan Mei suddenly stopped him. “Wait a moment.”
Mo Yang was taken aback, and Song Kefeng and Zhou Api, who were about to drink their juice, also froze.
Wan Mei had already taken a sip of his Calming Milk, and his expression was cold.
“My milk has been poisoned.”
The poison was extremely potent, and even though he had only taken a small sip, his health points had plummeted by more than half. His health continued to decrease slowly.
Mo Yang was shocked, and his face turned extremely unpleasant. His immediate thought was that Emperor Qin’s group might be responsible. However, soon, cries of alarm rang out from various positions in the restaurant.
“What’s going on?!”
“My health points have dropped by two-thirds!”
“Dongzi!!”
“Damn it, where are the waitstaff?! What are you trying to do?!”
One after another, players in the restaurant collapsed. Zhou Api looked up, his face turning pale. “All four of those who fell are players, and they all participated in the combat competition.”
In the game, when a player died, their body didn’t immediately turn into data, it remained in its current state, just like a real corpse, until it was cremated or buried. So, even though these players had clearly lost the game, their bodies were still here, and their expressions were of shock and anger.
Their companions were even angrier than they were, to the point that the waitstaff couldn’t calm them down. Soon, the hotel’s general manager arrived, and faced with such a situation, he was sweating profusely.
Even though he offered substantial compensation, he couldn’t appease the anger of the seven or eight players who remained in the restaurant. They were all participants in the combat competition that evening, and now, with their health points reduced to less than one-third, they couldn’t find a way to restore them. It was like receiving an early announcement of failure in their upcoming game.
Just as it seemed that these people were about to start a riot, a low voice spoke from behind the crowd.
“We acknowledge the hotel’s negligence in this matter. However, we are also victims. There’s a saying, ‘when there’s a debt, there’s a debtor.’ If you feel wronged, you can find the culprits who poisoned you, hidden in the kitchen or among the waitstaff. I’ve already brought them here for your convenience. Feel free to deal with them as you see fit. Just don’t cause too much trouble, we can follow legal procedures. If you insist on causing a scene, we won’t stand idly by.”
A tall young man with a calm and handsome appearance stepped forward. He bore a resemblance to Ouyang Yang, and Mo Yang recognized him immediately as the grown-up Ouyang Yang.
Perhaps his gaze was too direct, as Ouyang Yang’s sharp eyes shifted in his direction. However, Mo Yang was completely unfazed by such a look. He waved and smiled friendly towards Ouyang Yang.
Ouyang Yang glanced at him for two seconds before turning his gaze away.
Then, the people in the restaurant learned that the two individuals who had poisoned them were also players. Their reason was that they were participating in the combat competition and thought that weakening their opponents would make it easier for them to win.
However, neither Emperor Qin’s group nor Mo Yang’s group believed their words. Emperor Qin exchanged a glance with Qing Nu, and she walked up to the two poisoners. She began a compelling psychological interrogation.
Mo Yang only now realized that Qing Nu was an expert in understanding others’ psychology. Combined with the martial might of Fei Ying and Harris at her side, the two poisoners finally couldn’t withstand the pressure and revealed the real reason for the poisoning.
“Someone offered us one billion star coins if we could create chaos in the Obsidian Star Hotel, lure Ouyang Yang out, and then poison Fei Ying and Song Kefeng. As long as we complete the mission, we get the reward.”
Hearing this, Fei Ying, Song Kefeng, and Ouyang Yang all furrowed their brows.
Mo Yang immediately thought of that guy Ouyang Qi, and with a glance, he spotted a shadow rapidly and mysteriously rushing toward Ouyang Yang.
Without hesitation, Mo Yang grabbed his cup of Starry Sky Juice and hurled it at the shadow while shouting, “Stop this instant!”
The shadow inexplicably hesitated for a moment and was drenched in juice the next second, with a glass also hitting his head.
Shadow: …
Ouyang Yang: …
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bro already has innate control skill lmao