Once the national machinery started moving, its efficiency was astonishing. Many people received their tasks that same evening and began their infiltration and investigation. At this moment, Song Kefeng was somewhat surprised to receive a message from his former captain, Xing Tianqiang. The message was very cryptic, but it filled him with excitement.
“The country has taken action. Be cautious where you are and wait for your comrades’ assistance.”
Their only previous contact was eight days ago when Song Kefeng had tried to inform his captain about the Dream World. At that time, the captain couldn’t understand what he was saying, and he felt quite low and disheartened.
But now, from the captain’s message, he could tell that the country must already know about the Dream World. Song Kefeng clenched his phone tightly. He wasn’t alone in this battle, he had comrades who were also on guard against the Dream World and had cleverly and bravely passed on the information!
What remarkable individuals they were! A smile appeared on Song Kefeng’s face, and when he got the chance, he would definitely ask the captain who the comrade was, fighting alongside him and transmitting the message.
However, Song Kefeng’s joyous mood was dampened when he received a rather cold response from 110.
[Even if your country knows about the existence of our Dream World, so what? Unless they discovered something at the initial stage and exterminated everyone who entered the Dream World, it won’t affect us no matter what.]
Song Kefeng sneered, “In that case, why don’t you let me reveal the information? No matter how confident you are, we won’t sit back and wait to be slaughtered. I dare not say anything else, but when it comes to surviving in adversity, humanity is undoubtedly the strongest.”
110 wanted to retort, but after scanning Song Kefeng’s facial expression and eyes, it chose not to say anything. After spending so many days in contact with the Earth’s second host, it had come to understand his personality quite well. Moreover, it had witnessed his resolute willpower that even made it feel uneasy.
It then thought of the previous host, the one who had gazed resolutely, walking toward destruction all alone.
[Hehe, you better figure out how to deal with those three Dream World criminals. The next game is starting in a few days.]
Upon hearing this, Captain Song’s face twitched, and he felt conflicted again.
Just at that moment, Song Kefeng’s phone suddenly rang, showing an unfamiliar number, and he felt an ominous premonition for some reason.
He narrowed his eyes and answered the call, “Hello?”
From the other end of the line came a light chuckle. Suddenly, Song Kefeng’s fur stood on end, and through clenched teeth, he roared, “Mo Yang!”
After hearing the bellowing voice on the other end, Mo Yang moved the phone away from his ear slightly. “No need to shout so loud; I can hear you just fine, Captain Song. You sound spirited.”
Song Kefeng sneered, “How dare you call me? After I hang up, wait for me to come and arrest you.”
Mo Yang smacked his lips while munching on the big demon king’s heart-shaped cake. He said nonchalantly, “Hey, why are you talking in your sleep during the day?”
“Alright, Old Dog, I heard from Zhou Api that you caught three Dream World players turned criminals last night, right? You haven’t dealt with them yet, have you? Based on your temperament, I think you definitely won’t turn them into psychos directly, nor would you want to let them enter the Dream World again and take them as your slaves.”
Song Kefeng frowned. Mo Yang seemed to have guessed his thoughts accurately, but he still asked, “So what? What’s your plan?”
Mo Yang sliced in, “Are you handsomer than my boyfriend, richer than my boyfriend, or more formidable than my boyfriend, to be worth my scheming? Captain Song, I’m just giving you a hand for the sake of our gaming comrades.”
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Song Kefeng’s brow was still tightly furrowed, showing hesitation.
But Mo Yang couldn’t be bothered to talk to him any longer. “Alright, I’ve been generous enough today. Performing one good deed for you is enough. How you handle things is up to you. I’m going to see a female celebrity now. Goodbye.”
After saying that, Mo Yang hung up the phone, leaving Song Kefeng grinding his teeth in frustration.
In the end, Song Kefeng decided to apply to have those three robbers incarcerated in a special prison. He had thought that such a request would be thoroughly questioned or rejected, but surprisingly, it was quickly approved from above.
At the same time, he received a second message from Xing Tianqiang.
“Do what you think is necessary, and we will fully support you.”
Reading this message, Song Kefeng felt determined and walked into the prison where the three robbers, whom he had knocked out several times, were being held. When he came out, he had gained three “slaves.”
However, unlike other players’ slaves, Song Kefeng referred to these three as “informants” and they would play an irreplaceable role in future battles.
110: […Host, why don’t we find a time to take down Mo Yang, the big shot? We’ve invaded so many worlds, but it’s the first time someone has used slaves as informants. Just imagine if there are more policemen entering the Dream World in the future, and after assimilation, they start using slaves as informants. It’s a bit unnerving, isn’t it? Shouldn’t we each fight for ourselves?! This operation and idea are too daring!]
Upon hearing 110’s words, Song Kefeng raised an eyebrow. In the past, his guide was like the most shameless lackey, always praising Mo Yang and belittling him. Now, they want to get rid of Mo Yang? Heh, he indeed wanted to catch Mo Yang and give him a good beating before sending him to jail, but this was not as important as the Dream World. Did 110 think it could provoke him? Wishful thinking.
“No, sometimes, well, very occasionally, I think Mo Yang is quite clever. At least when facing you guys, we are not enemies.”
110: [Hehe] I wish you all would just explode on the spot.
After hanging up the phone, Mo Yang planned to go to the set where Tang Mian was and check on Sun XiaoGuai. Although Tang Mian said that he and Sun XiaoGuai were getting quite close, Mo Yang thought it might not be wise to use his own cousin as bait. What if he got hurt? That would truly be heartbreaking.
So, Mo Yang decided to personally gather information before taking action.
Before that, however, he needed to find his boyfriend.
Wan Mei had been conducting various research after leaving the game. He said that recently, he had been studying three projects: “Cosmic Energy,” “Green Leaf Shielding Metal,” and “Mental Stimulation Evolution.”
They all sounded quite advanced. Sometimes, Mo Yang would write in Wan Mei’s research room or deal with company matters. He had handed over the company affairs to Tang Mian and a trusted subordinate before, but Tang Mian, the lazy second-generation heir, had no idea how to manage the company.
The vice president he had temporarily appointed also had trouble controlling other employees, leading to some operational issues in Mo Corporation over the past two months.
Fortunately, Mo Yang could now control the company through Tang Mian, and he believed that after the weight-loss book, the country wouldn’t throw him in jail again. At least until the Dream World situation was resolved, as long as he was careful and not too obvious, the higher-ups would turn a blind eye.
Thus, Mo Yang and Wan Mei were in the same room, each doing their own thing. Occasionally, they would pause and exchange glances, giving off a sense of tranquility.
Mo Yang entered Wan Mei’s lab, and without looking up, Wan Mei asked, “What’s up?”
Mo Yang smiled and looked at his boyfriend’s handsome face as he was seriously researching. Then he said, “Do you have a truth serum that can make someone tell the truth after drinking it? Or perhaps a spray that can hypnotize someone? Lend me a bottle; I want to talk to Sun XiaoGuai.”
The doctoral student from Wanda University paused for a moment as he was cutting the cosmic sweet potato leaves. Then he put down the dissecting knife and turned to Mo Yang with a helpless yet serious expression.
“I’ve studied what the Westerners call the ‘magic world’ and energy since I was twenty-two, and the final result is that it’s all nonsense. Those so-called magical energies are actually just the free-floating energies of the world and universe that our current technology cannot grasp and control.”
“Some people might be able to possess them, but it’s usually due to a fortuitous encounter with those energies, and most of the time, they can’t handle it. As for those elixirs and magic potions, I’ve tried them all, except for some medicinal value from the plants themselves. The majority of those elixirs and magic potions have only one effect, do you know what it is?”
Mo Yang raised an eyebrow, “What?”
“Causing diarrhea and poisoning in people.” Wan Mei lightly pushed his specially made glasses, looking quite the cultured and refined individual. “It’s just a matter of severity.”
Mo Yang: “…Oh, so you’ve told me all this to say that you don’t have truth serum and hypnotic drugs, right?”
Wan Mei raised an eyebrow and looked at his boyfriend with a slightly disdainful yet charming expression. He playfully pinched his face and turned around to a glass cabinet in the lab, taking out a bottle of pale golden liquid that looked like champagne.
“Although those magic potions and elixirs are unreliable, I do have drugs that make people tell the truth or enter a hypnotic state.”
Mo Yang widened his eyes, and Wan Mei chuckled softly, with a hint of pride in his laughter. “It’s just a matter of interfering with the brain’s mental system with drugs. When I found that Western magic potions were unreliable, I researched relevant scientific drugs that could achieve the same effects.”
He turned around and casually pointed to three glass refrigerators behind him, specifically designed to store the drugs. “Truth serum, hypnotics, aphrodisiacs, short-term power bursts, enhanced self-healing abilities, and even hair growth and skin whitening potions, they’re all here. If you want any, feel free to take them.”
Mo Yang blinked his eyes several times and quickly rushed to the three glass refrigerators. As he looked at the labeled names and effects of the drugs, he felt increasingly incredulous. After a while, he finally asked, “Wait, your superiors know about your expertise in researching these drugs, right?”
Wan Mei followed him to look at his glass cabinets, “They know. A few senior researchers also know.”
“So, these drugs haven’t been bought up by merchants or mass-produced by the government?! Each one of them could be a best-selling product, right?”
Wan Mei nodded, “A few people did ask the director for the rights to manufacture and sell these drugs, but I declined.”
“It’s just my personal hobby. I just roughly made them and confirmed their effects. However, I haven’t extensively studied their side effects, so I won’t sell them, nor do I plan to apply for a patent.” Wan Mei’s tone was casual as he looked at the three glass refrigerators, just like he was looking at his beloved little toys.
Mo Yang instantly understood that what might be shocking to others was just a part of Wan Mei’s research and a source of amusement. It was like the toy castles and planes children made themselves, something they would be delighted with but reluctant to sell.
“Is this cabinet sturdy? I know a European master of handcrafted furniture who excels at making beautiful and durable cabinets, even ones that are bulletproof.” Mo Yang directly asked.
Then, he saw Wan Mei first freeze for a moment before revealing an undisguised smile.
“Uh, it’s still okay, but they’re not bulletproof,” Wan Mei replied.
Mo Yang nodded, “Alright, I’ll contact Old Merck later.”
He said and reached out to take the truth serum, but Wan Mei pressed him against the cabinet and gnawed on him for a while. As the black dog president walked out, he happened to run into Captain Long Xiang, who was leading a group of young researchers. They all saw Mo Yang’s lips and their expressions turned into those of demons going crazy.
Mo Yang hesitated for a moment and then rolled his eyes, “I know you guys are single dogs, but it was just a kiss. Can you make way?”
With a stern face, Long Xiang made way for him and his researchers. After Mo Yang left, the lowest level of the food chain in the research institute exploded.
“Ahhhh! What did I just see!”
“I saw the Demon King’s little wife leaving the Demon King’s office with swollen lips and a face full of spring and affection!”
“Hail to the king! Only someone like him can hold down the Demon King!”
“+1”
“+2”
“+ID number.”
An hour later, the alluring black dog, the husband of the demon king, wearing sunglasses, a high-end orange suit, and handmade lambskin shoes, entered the set of “Dreaming Back to the Ancient Times” where Sun XiaoGuai and Tang Mian were at. With a slight curve of his lips, he stood there, radiating a brilliance that even the male and female leads combined couldn’t match.
After evading public spaces for more than two months, this elegant nobleman finally had the chance to make a semi-legitimate appearance.
Author’s Note –
Mo Yang: Unable to restrain his alluring aura!
Wan Mei: …
Song Kefeng: …
Everyone on set: …
Tang Mian: Ah, damn it! He’s blinding my eyes again!!!
Dog food was delivered
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they really compliment each other very well