Chapter 210 Current Status of Features
Immediately afterwards, the report updated with another image—this time the Photoshop work was even more outrageous. In the photo, He Yu's face was covered with pustules and fish-scale-like eczema, enough to make one nauseous just by looking at it. There were also many needle marks on his hands, but he still looked quite energetic—in the photo, he was sticking out his tongue at the camera, with a lewd look on his face as if he wanted to go and mess around in someone's bed.
"What the hell? Is that even possible?"
He Yu immediately gave up and pretended to die: "Pretend I'm already dead now. This is my last wish—you must kill his whole family for me."
That wasn't all. The news footage also revealed that He Yu frequently hid in the women's restrooms to spy on his colleagues, and sometimes even took photos in the men's restrooms. The bird holes found in the public restrooms on every floor of Tianwang Fuyin were his handiwork. He was also addicted to drugs, spending all his salary on hallucinogens, going to the red-light district every week, and robbing elderly people in nursing homes when no one paid him any attention.
After that, the host launched into a series of speculations about He Yu's "severe reproductive dysfunction," making He Yu almost believe them himself. At the end of the conversation, they even brought in a colleague who had miraculously survived the explosion—or perhaps a clone, the guy who looked mentally impaired—this "friend" recited a scripted story about He Yu's various vices, saying he frequently harassed him and was heavily in debt. He lied to all his friends and family to afford hallucinogens, then expressed some sympathy—saying that perhaps his sexual dysfunction was the reason for his tragic life.
"Finally, please be reminded that if you spot these two rioters, please report them to our armed forces department immediately."
"They might be surrounded by more danger..."
What followed were some trivial topics.
Pandora found the remote control—she pressed a button in the pocket of the barbecue restaurant owner she had knocked unconscious, and turned off the TV.
"Hmm... I didn't expect your image in this world to be so unfriendly." She looked at He Yu and deliberately repeated, "The tragic life caused by impotence in that area is really hard to bear."
To her surprise, He Yu looked as if he had been struck by lightning, collapsing to the ground as if he had suffered some tremendous shock.
"My life is over."
"How am I supposed to survive in the Eoubs industry after this...?"
"Everyone will use this to laugh at me."
His expression was extremely miserable, as if he was about to shoot himself the next second.
Pandora was completely stunned, her face paling from morning till night. "Are you alright, buddy? Do you really need to react like that? You've killed so many people in your life, what the hell do you care about your reputation now? It's completely unnecessary."
“I was just joking, I’m sorry, but… now I’m starting to doubt whether you’re really He Yu.”
As she spoke, she was about to pull out her special gun and fire a burst at him to test the waters.
Before he could finish speaking, He Yu instantly returned to normal, his transformation as swift as a magician's trick. He replied, "I'm trying to cultivate my sense of humor again, which is called rehearsing in advance, but judging from your reaction—it seems incredibly stupid."
Pandora took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to curse—all she could say was, "You're awesome, bro. Anyway, you're the one with the bigger fist, so what you say goes."
"I have a pretty good understanding of the general situation of the Mirror of Eternal Dreams. While I was playing the humorous character, I listened to the thoughts of everyone within a ten-kilometer radius."
"In short, our current task is to destroy this virtual world from the inside out, otherwise we will not be able to escape from the dream, and all the souls trapped here will not find peace."
"The reason you were able to wake up is because we are one, so my awakening can also bring you along."
He Yu took a set of glasses, went behind the counter to get two bottles of strong liquor, poured himself a drink, took a big gulp, squinted at his surroundings, and looked around, looking extremely pleased with himself.
“Those souls… although they have nothing to do with us, the power left by 656 within me is now mostly suppressed by the Gospel of Heaven and the Mirror of Eternal Dreams. If we don’t release them, the combined power of the two, along with the Blood Source of All Things—will become extremely absurd, and our best outcome will be to remain in this space for the rest of our lives.”
"Of course, most people feel that they are still very happy. Basically, all the operatives who were brought in were given an identity that was suitable for survival in this world—fabricated by that Director Li himself."
He Yu chuckled knowingly, his eyes shining in the light, his stomach growling: "This is the ideal world he created."
"A testing ground for a new kind of hell, a cage that controls countless imprisoned souls, a grand blueprint woven for his desire for revenge."
He thought about it for a moment, and couldn't help but sigh, "It really matches the beautiful heaven he wanted to see."
But this is tantamount to forcing everyone's position to be in opposition to the outside world.
Admittedly, from Li Lin's perspective, the world is almost perfect. Apart from those inferior offspring who are not suitable for transplantation, everyone lives such a fulfilling and happy life.
Despite some flaws, if they are nurtured continuously, they will all become vessels that bear the bloodline of all things and the great power of the gospel of heaven. When the treasures fill their bellies, they will bare their fangs to the outside world—overthrowing the entire Eoubs and drastically altering human history.
But will things really go so smoothly?
The deployment of the Mirror of Eternal Dreams was part of Roy's plan to bring this farce to a close. He was certain the decision would end there, leaving the choice to those who could reclaim their souls and awaken from the dream. No matter how fiercely these people fought, he only needed to wait patiently outside. The Siberian control mission would eventually reach a satisfactory conclusion. This was a specially prepared battlefield—unrelated to the real world; no matter how large the fluctuations, they wouldn't affect the interior of Eoubs. Only countless souls would fight to the death, devouring each other—the parties involved were probably watching with great interest, secretly rejoicing.
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