The Demonic World I designed-Chapter 677 - 667: Where Does the Intelligence Come From?

"Colonel Xuu Min, we understand the situation regarding the actions of those team leaders in the New World," said a higher-up. "The matter is taken seriously, and those involved have already been held accountable. There will also be corresponding punishments in the future."

Xuu Min remained silent, without a response. This sort of statement was nothing more than a step down, and he had no expectation whatsoever that those who had stolen others’ opportunities would face any real punishment—at most, it would just be a slap on the wrist. For such matters, he didn’t even care to go through the motions with these people.

Seeing Xuu Min’s indifferent silence, Old San of the Hou Family chuckled, knowing that these slick veterans weren’t green recruits and had a thorough understanding of the ways of the world. Of course, they wouldn’t compromise just because of these official statements.

He then said, "You can rest assured that similar incidents will not happen to you again. The organization guarantees that."

"Guarantees?" Xuu Min’s expression finally shifted slightly. "Does that mean that from today onward, resource acquisition in the New World will be equal for all?"

Upon hearing this, Hou San looked amused as he watched Xuu Min but said nothing. His mere expression extinguished the last shred of hope in Xuu Min’s heart.

Indeed, how could these people truly give up their family interests? It was merely that their voracious behavior had gone too far, and the oppression was too great, so they were making a slight compromise, that’s all.

"Just speak plainly, what do you mean?" Xuu Min was too tired to speak in riddles with his counterpart.

"Colonel Xuu sure is a straightforward person," Hou San said with a flash of coldness in his eyes. He disliked those who stepped out of line, but the situation demanded that these grassroots leaders be appeased—for now. But once this storm passed... he would ensure these dogs knew how they should act towards their masters.

"We will offer some good reincarnation slots to you, Colonel Xuu, and to a few outstanding talents deemed worthy of cultivation by the higher-ups. However, not everyone is suited for such resources," Hou San stated.

Upon hearing this, Xuu Min let out a cold laugh. Not everyone is suited? According to the thinking of you lot, you would probably wish to devour everything, leaving only dirt for those below, right?

It is only because of the advancement of the internet, and the digital lifeforms possessing some ability to overthrow the rule, that things are not worse. Otherwise, given the archaic inclinations of these noble families, even if their homes overflowed with resources, they would not be willing to share with those below. For many people, living in luxury satisfies one of their spiritual desires, whereas seeing others live in poverty is what they truly wish to witness.

If not... how else would differences be highlighted?

"What do you say, Colonel Xuu?" Watching Xuu Min’s sneering, the other party felt anger rising but still refrained from exploding. Xuu Min’s reputation was high, and now was not the time to fall out. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Xuu Min said, "You want me to be the target that attracts fire? To redirect the anger of the people below onto myself?"

"We’re all intelligent people, so let’s drop the pretense," Hou San no longer feigned politeness, lazily sitting down. "Colonel Xuu, you must be aware of how many resources the New World has consumed from the higher-ups. To obtain something from within for nothing, one must make some sacrifice, no? Besides, when you get to the New World, you will have a new life. Those people below... they won’t be able to find you, will they? Humans... should consider more for themselves...."

Listening to the other party, Xuu Min confirmed that these scions of noble families really treated the resources of Digital City as if they were their own.

Had they accumulated so many resources by working the barren lands bit by bit?

Was it not the hardworking miners and maintenance workers who labored twenty hours a day, day after day, to earn them?

If one cannot simply claim resources without merit, then why should these people squander them with such peace of mind?

The subsequent thoughts were even more foolish. If he went to that world, was he never to return?

Even if he never came back, being used by them now, wouldn’t they keep scheming against him in the future?

Without support from those below, they would find it so convenient to act against him again, would they not? And if such class conflicts were to arise again, they could easily make him take the blame, accusing him of being a cunning individual who had covertly hoarded benefits and deceived both superiors and subordinates.

Aren’t these scenarios he had seen before?

Is this all the Hou Family’s Old San has up his sleeve?

Xuu Min sighed inwardly, indeed, the apple had fallen far from the tree. Yet, the Hou Family was ruthless, their most useful piece was now gone...

He couldn’t outright refuse now, otherwise the other party, driven by humiliation and rage, would definitely retaliate without hesitation. If they decided to step up surveillance then, it would be troublesome.

So he feigned a troubled demeanor and remained silent in his chair for a long time.

Hou San was patient, his eyes carrying a hint of contempt. These grassroots commoners, as expected, were only concerned with short-term gains. If they had a long-term perspective, none of this would be happening. Once the Federation established settlements in the new world, would you not benefit? After all,

the better the Federation fares, the better for you as well. Such a simple truth. If these troublemakers could understand that, he wouldn’t be going through all this trouble.

"I need to think it over..." After appearing conflicted for a long while, Xuu Min still acted as if he couldn’t make a decision.

"Very well, we will give you time to think," Hou San nodded. He showed no sign of displeasure this time. In his view, as long as the other party hesitated, the deal was as good as done. If they really had the backbone, they would have refused right from the start. In the end, they were simply waiting to see if they could get more out of him.

Hah... Dreaming too big, aren’t you? Don’t you know your own weight? If it weren’t for the current surge of popular sentiment, would you be qualified to negotiate with me?

"However, I’d ask Colonel Xuu to make a decision as soon as possible. After all, the progress of the new world cannot be delayed, and the Federation needs unity now more than ever. We must all push together and not allow outsiders to exploit any weaknesses. Do you understand?"

Xuu Min lowered his head and eventually gave a slight nod: "I will give a response as soon as possible."

His expression carried a tinge of regret, as if he desired more advantages but hadn’t obtained them, prompting Hou San to sneer internally.

After leaving the conference room, Xuu Min saw several others who had been summoned for talks like himself. They nodded to each other but exchanged few words.

Whether or not they could turn the tables depended on this day!

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"The place where the disassembly program is stored can’t be random," Wang Ye said, having grasped the workings of this place. "Unlike that deadly spot that can shut down movies, that location is too vital for any one family to control alone, which is why it has such random space and infinite password settings."

"But this is different. The upper echelons of the Federation need to be able to launch this disassembly program at any time to deter you. So, when they want to quickly eliminate someone, they need to get their hands on it right away. If it were as complicated as the shutdown program, it wouldn’t suit its purpose. Therefore, these noble family leaders can definitely pinpoint the exact location of your disassembly program."

"But how do we get the intel?" one of the military men frowned, "Those guys are very cautious with us. They never let us get close to such programs, and the noble families never intermarry with grassroots like us, leaving no channels to obtain crucial intel."

"The intel will come soon enough. What I need from you is just the personnel list of those entering and leaving those venues, once the intel arrives," Wang Ye stated.

His Flying Star now had the capability to mark more than a hundred individuals at once with a one-time teleportation marker on their bodies, and as long as the locations weren’t too scattered, he could fully control the situation.

"Where are you getting this intel from?" This time, everyone was puzzled. They were mid-level military figures within the Federation, and even they had no intelligence. How could an outsider like him have access to such critical information?

Perhaps...Digital City had long been infiltrated?

The thought sent a chill down the spines of many there. Just how much had this Chen Qing penetrated into Digital City?

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