Chapter 229: Three Days of Disappearance, the Whole World Is Changing

Such bizarre events are not isolated incidents.

Every Su Yao fan who posted curses, mockery, gloating, or was truly cold-blooded enough to wish a stranger dead in the group experienced something similar that day.

This was just the beginning. They finally managed to log back into their accounts and go online after exhausting all sorts of methods.

I saw their accounts apologizing to Fang Ke at a rate of one message per minute.

The apologies were all the same, with only one sentence repeated.

I'm sorry, I was wrong. Fang Ke is my real father.

Su Yao's fans: ...

But when they try to operate or delete this eerie content, their phones immediately freeze and display ghost images.

Their various vicious and outrageous remarks have been compiled into a book and posted on the trending topics list. It hasn't been taken down for a whole day, and everyone who watched was amazed at just how vicious Su Yao's fans are.

Su Yao's fans wanted to gather and cry out for justice, but when Weibo failed, they turned to WeChat groups, QQ groups, Douyin groups, and even went to Twitter abroad via VPN... but all of them were blocked. These groups would be immediately banned as soon as they had more than 100 chat records, and then they would be stuck in a loop of ghost pictures.

Most of the fans are young girls who haven't entered society yet. When they encounter this kind of thing, they feel a strange fear. They are successfully divided and isolated one by one, and they can no longer gather to cause trouble.

Some of those who realized what was happening felt it was really too eerie, so they bowed and apologized while holding their phones, saying they would go and apologize to Fang Ke and pray for her safe return soon.

Unfortunately, the old man with the phone wasn't having any of it. In short, the phone was ruined, and he had no choice but to buy a new one, even though it was painful.

Some stubborn fans went so far as to call Weibo customer service, complaining that their accounts had been maliciously hacked and hacked by Fang Ke's fans, and asking if the platform was going to do anything about it.

The platform did investigate, but said they couldn't do anything about it...

Only top-tier hackers could pull off something like this.

But would a hacker master intervene in fan wars? That's a pipe dream.

The platform's data security officer spent a whole day searching, but ultimately only found one word left to him by the other party.

Flatland.

Safety officer: ...

This guy is more than just a hacker master...

The safety officer reported to the team leader, who immediately reported to the supervisor, who then quickly reported to the CEO. The final conclusion was... ignore it.

The Flatland hacker group acts too recklessly. Right now, they've only hacked the other party's terminal. If the platform gets involved and they hack into the server, then it's all over.

This matter was left unresolved, even though Su Yao's fans flooded the complaint hotline. Everyone's response was, "We have received your feedback, we take it very seriously, and we are investigating."

The news of their disappearance has become so big that almost everyone who needs to know about it knows.

Fang Zhenyan wanted to fly to Mengshi immediately. Fang Yiling originally wanted to go with them, but someone had to stay at home. Although Fang Yiling was only fifteen years old, she was already capable of handling the overall situation. After thinking it over, she agreed to stay in Jingzhou.

He wasn't idle either. Besides working as a cleaner online, he also contacted several of his subordinates and obtained satellite images of the Monterey Park area. They discovered that there was indeed a strange white unidentified object obscuring the satellite image.

Just as he was about to send the coordinates to the Monterey Park rescue team, he was somewhat surprised to find that the white fog was actually moving, but at a very slow speed, only about six or seven kilometers per hour.

And this is exactly the walking speed of an adult.

Fang Yiling was baffled by his own guess. If his guess was correct, then the white mist was alive and was chasing after Fang Ke and the others...

What kind of supernatural phenomenon is this?

Fang Yiling observed them for another two hours and found that they had stopped moving. He glanced at the time and saw that it was exactly 5 p.m. in Jingzhou, where it was still bright daylight, but in Mengshi, it would have been dark by now.

Fang Yiling's expression changed; his previous guess seemed to have been confirmed once again.

If Fang Ke and his companions had walked all day and stopped to rest as it was getting dark, that would indeed be understandable.

So that's why the white mist stopped moving?

"..."

Fang Yiling believes in science and respects theology, but when such a bizarre and mystical event actually happens, he really doesn't know how to handle it.

After thinking for a moment, he made a phone call to someone.

Su Yao arrived home yesterday, but Yi Mohan was not there. Judging from the arrangement of the furniture and the neatness of the bed, she knew that Yi Mohan had not returned.

Su Yao was somewhat displeased, but she held back. She called Yi Mohan, sweetly coaxing him on the phone and asking when he would be back, saying she missed him.

Yi Mohan remained silent for a long time before finally asking strangely, "Yaoyao, why did you come back?"

Su Yao didn't understand. "What do you mean?"

After another moment of silence, Yi Mohan said, "Fang Yefan and Fang Ke have disappeared. You didn't know?"

"……I"

Yi Mohan's voice was somewhat deep, "Leaving Fang Ke aside for now, Fang Yefan has disappeared. Aren't you worried at all?"

Yi Mohan's question made Su Yao's face stiffen. After a long while, she said aggrievedly, "How could that be? Of course I was worried. I just didn't want you to worry too, so I deliberately didn't mention it..."

Su Yao choked up twice as she spoke, "I also wanted to stay in Mengshi, but Director Wu said that there was no use for me staying there, and he was afraid that something would happen to me again, so he sent me back."

After hearing her explanation, Yi Mohan's tone softened considerably. He also felt a little guilty for his earlier questioning. He comforted her for a few moments and promised to come back when he was done with his work.

Su Yao pressed him to tell her what he was busy with, but Yi Mohan wouldn't say.

Su Yao suddenly asked, "Are you very worried about Sister Fang and the others?"

After asking the question, both of them fell silent, but Su Yao thought that Yi Mohan would at least coax her and not let her overthink or get jealous.

Unexpectedly, Yi Mohan actually admitted it, "Yes... After all, they were two perfectly healthy people just a few days ago. I don't want them to disappear without a trace, either alive or dead."

Su Yao suddenly chuckled, while Gu Ying sneered coldly, "It seems you all think I'm the one who should disappear!"

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone and waited for another half hour, but still didn't receive an apology or any attempt to ease the tension from Yi Mohan.

Su Yao was furious and summoned the cards [Blockade] and [Fog].

"176! Why aren't they covered in blood yet? Could something have happened? How come this woman is still alive?!"

The card's color won't change unless blood is drawn.

176 calmly said, "They're just trapped like turtles in a jar. You need to learn to be patient and just wait for the outcome. But I think you should take a look at what's happening online."

What's wrong with the internet?

Su Yao then realized that her fan group had been repeatedly harassed and ridiculed online in the past few days, and had become infamous. She opened several official fan groups she was in and found that the profile pictures and names of these people had all been turned into gibberish.

She was shocked and furious. When she clicked on the page, she saw that these people were constantly apologizing to Fang Ke.

I'm sorry, I was wrong. Fang Ke is my real father.

She saw that all the posts contained the same phrase. She clicked on a few more and found that almost all the fan leaders in her fan group who loved to fight had their homepages changed to this.

This is too bizarre; it gave her goosebumps.

"This woman... even in this state, she can still cause trouble??"

176 said, "Let me check first. You should post a Weibo to salvage your image."

Su Yao quickly agreed, but in her heart she was thinking, "This Fang Ke is as troublesome as a female ghost! Luckily, she was suppressed this time, otherwise who knows what kind of trouble would have occurred."

This woman should be buried in Monterey Park forever!

Fang Ke and his companions wandered through the snowy forest like they were in a maze for three days.

Fortunately, she brought plenty of food and water with her when she came out, but that only solved her immediate problem.

Fang Yefan also looked haggard. After walking in the snow forest for three days, even the most optimistic person couldn't help but feel pessimistic.

How long will it take?

How exactly can I get out?

If this continues, without water, food, or phone battery, I'm doomed.

Fang Ke kept watch that night, but Fang Yefan slept very restlessly in his sleeping bag.

Fortunately, they found a lot of flammable pine wood along the way, enough to start a fire that would last until dawn, preventing them from freezing to death at night.

Fang Ke sat under the tree, the firelight reflecting on her face. She turned the obsidian in her hand, eager to discover its third function.

Fang Ke looked speechless and said to the bracelet, "Can't you stop being so rigid and soft-hearted? Do you have to wait until they attack before you start fighting back? If they don't attack, are you just going to let us wait to be trapped and die?"

After these past few days, it became clear that this fog was planning to play a war of attrition with her, intending to wear her down and drive her mad.

It doesn't attack proactively, nor does it endanger your life; it just traps you and keeps you trapped, wasting your time.

Fang Ke suddenly remembered that day at the airport, when Ye Si carefully fiddled with the bracelet and told her to wear it properly.

She looked at it, then suddenly sighed, and kissed the bead that shone with a moon-like luster with her cool lips.

"Okay, I didn't mean to complain about you, don't be angry, baby."

The halo on the obsidian flashed and suddenly emitted a faint fluorescence. Fang Ke was stunned. Then she saw a phantom projected in the increasingly bright light of the obsidian. It was the shadow of a person.

Fang Ke looked up and saw the phantom becoming clearer and clearer, finally revealing long legs and broad shoulders, but still no face.

Fang Ke squinted, feeling that the shadow of the man in the black sweater and casual pants was strangely familiar.

She waited until the other person had completely stopped and looked around before tentatively calling out, "...Senior?"