The Demonic World I designed-Chapter 674 - 664: Internal Division!

New faces, these people are definitely not the usual bunch who come to spend their hard-earned cash...

Several Red District bosses started discussing this topic.

"There’s something mysterious about these people today..." one of the tattooed, coquettish women said while smoking, her gaze toward the inside peculiar.

"Yeah..." another middle-aged, chubby man also smoking nodded: "The regulars don’t have this kind of presence."

Those who have managed to secure a fringe business here lean on big backers, scions of great families disdain such trade, but everyone knows, despite the hard-earned nature of money in the Red Light District, the sheer volume makes the revenues quite substantial. Such profits are not to be scoffed at by those above, and that doesn’t mean their underlings can swallow all the benefits.

One still has to pay homage to certain powers, giving up a large cut of the benefits.

And even after giving up your share, you need the right connections. Otherwise, no matter how much you give, the business won’t come your way.

Therefore, anyone who manages to secure a foothold here is adept at playing all angles, with a keen eye that can discern the extraordinary origins of those people.

"Should we report this to those above?" the chubby man frowned and asked.

"Are you stupid?" the female bosses rolled their eyes in unison: "Those people are clearly no simple figures, what good does reporting to the higher-ups do us? If anything goes wrong, we could be the ones to blame, and if these people can’t take revenge on those above, couldn’t they still retaliate against us?"

The middle-aged, chubby man nodded upon hearing this, finding the logic sound.

In fact, he had already recognized two of the gang that had just arrived; he seemed to have seen them online. One of them was a rising star from a military region, born a commoner, yet climbed his way up in the Zhuxian World, a person who defied all odds, especially in a recent battle where he reportedly earned significant military accolades, making him a potential candidate for one of the youngest major generals.

Such achievements, coupled with a commoner’s background, had already become an official propaganda piece.

Although he wasn’t born into a powerful family, he still had the presence of a favored son of heaven. Coming to a place like this?

Something felt off, but naturally, they wouldn’t dare to pry into it, not even dare to gossip.

"Don’t let word of today’s events get out, everyone stay tight-lipped."

"Yes, Sister Feng..."

The woman they called Sister Feng glanced at the Red Light District inside, put out her cigarette butt, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes. She felt something big was about to happen and hoped it wouldn’t involve them.

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Just as those on the outside had guessed, these individuals were not here for entertainment. Right now, groups of three or five were scattered in different private data rooms, watching live footage through an eye. freeweɓnøvel~com

Their expressions were chillingly grim.

They had come here because it was the least likely place for surveillance data equipment—Red Light District was huge, the Northern Zone’s largest tax revenue area. The district was a melting pot of characters and involved certain privacies. No one wanted their private moments to become a public spectacle. Compared to the strictly monitored Huaxi Scientific Research District or the stable and luxurious Southeast District, those who frequented here were mostly deadbeat workers with no prospects. The upper levels couldn’t be bothered to waste resources on this place.

After all, if every piece of data had to be stored, the current server capacity would need to double!

This was precisely why they were able to quietly observe a secret event here.

"Could it be fake?" Many began to question this.

"People can be faked, but not energy fields..." In one of the private rooms, a man sneered: "That guy’s technique isn’t ordinary surveillance; you all should be able to see that."

The others fell silent. The eyes that Wang Ye had brought them were exaggeratedly vivid, almost as if they were physically present. They could not only see the people but also feel their energy fields, and they would not mistake those familiar energy fields.

"These families seem to want us to remain their dogs forever. Xuu Min, what do you think?"

Some people looked towards a young man sitting at the very edge of the private room, who was almost the youngest among them. If Chen Qing had been there, he would have been very surprised because this young man looked at least seventy to eighty percent similar to Xuu Hu!

"What’s there to think about? Hasn’t it always been this way?" Xuu Min said indifferently.

"So we just let them keep treating us this way forever?" one burly man crushed his wine glass, his eyes bloodshot, "Back in the Zhuxian World, all the good resources were monopolized. Even though we had better opportunities, we had to give them all away to those born into noble families. In order to develop under the radar and avoid surveillance, which one of us hasn’t come up through the Demonic Path? Compared to the cushy lives of those fellows in Green Cloud Sect or Brahma Sound Temple, how much have we sacrificed?"

These words made the atmosphere in the private room even more oppressive.

Back then, Green Cloud Sect and Brahma Sound Temple were virtually monopolized. Although Elder Zhang was relatively fair, those grassroots disciples who joined later all had sabotage programs installed in them. Even if they were favored by their mentors and received some good items because of their talents, they had to share with the organization.

The so-called sharing with the organization was nothing but giving it to those good-for-nothing noble-born disciples, right?

Those who stayed in Green Cloud Sect to serve like oxen and horses could hardly make anything of themselves. Those who were willing to strive had to go undercover in the Demonic Path organizations.

That place was nothing like the three righteous sects of Zhuxian. There... you almost didn’t have the right to sleep peacefully. A slight inattention could lead to death at the hands of fellow disciples, with no one around to trust.

In such an environment, to make a name for oneself, who wasn’t a ruthless person, fierce towards others and even more towards oneself?

After making a name for themselves, they still couldn’t rise very high. The Federation would persuade them with reason and sentiment to return to the right path, or simply to serve the Digital City military. Many, weary from the struggle and with a stable way out, though still feeling stifled, eventually compromised. There wasn’t much choice, after all, with the destruction program still inside their bodies.

Anyone who could emerge from the Demonic Path was strong, and the Federation also needed them to deter those Westerners at the frontier.

Therefore, over the years, they had been treated quite decently, and the matter of the sabotage programs inside their bodies had gradually been forgotten.

With time, they unconsciously began to believe that their status was not much different from those of the noble family descendants. But when a real crisis arose, they realized they had been deluding themselves.

The Federation wasn’t threatening them with the sabotage programs so as to avoid alienation, but when it came to major interests, they didn’t care whether you felt alienated.

It turned out... their status was no different from what it had been in the past!!

"If you can’t accept it, what do you want to do?" Xuu Min looked at the crowd coldly. "As long as that thing is still inside you, what can you do, even if you possess Divine Skills? Zhang Zhengyuan is an exception because he doesn’t have such a thing inside him. Other than being a dog, what else can you do?"

The expressions of those present turned grim. These words were unpleasant to hear, but they were the truth. As long as the program was installed in them, even if they had Elder Zhang’s abilities, they were nothing more than higher-level dogs.

This was evident from the way the noble family offspring didn’t hesitate to snatch their resources.

"What if that program didn’t restrict us?" someone suddenly said, with a somber tone.

At these words, the entire private room fell into a tense silence. Everyone turned to look at the person who had spoken, their eyes becoming odd. They had been invited here by this person, and although they discovered many military personnel when they arrived, at least this private room was summoned by this person.

Having fought their way up from the grassroots, none of them were fools. They understood the situation the moment the other party spoke.

"Is it Wang Ye?" Xuu Min spoke coldly, "What does he want to do?"

"He wants to divide us..." the man said directly, "The adversary’s goal is simple, to fracture our internal forces and prevent the Central Federation from uniting. But what of it?"

"He wants us to betray our country!" Xuu Min said coldly.

"Country?" The other laughed, "Is the current Federation still the country we once knew? It would be more fitting to call it a consortium of noble families!"

"Enough, Li Chong, have you gone mad?" another person interrupted him directly, "You dare to take on such a job? Have you considered the consequences?"

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