Chapter 127
[Livestream starting…]
Yu Zhi’s gaze paused. He hadn’t told the system to start a stream.
He wasn’t even dressed yet.
After losing five thousand universal coins, H0516 had angrily turned on his livestream.
[Livestream H310000 Asia: Now Live]
[Online Viewers: 7,420]
[User “World’s No.1 Cute Girl” admires your half-naked look and tips 50 universal coins.]
[User “Pure and Abstinent” sincerely suggests you go completely naked and tips 20 universal coins.]
[User “Warrior of Pure Love” reminds you that your bath towel does more harm than good and proposes full nudity.]
[User “The Scarecrow’s Straw” loudly mocks your frail physique.]
Yu Zhi glanced at the barrage and didn’t bother covering up.
Wrapped in a bath towel, he was dressed more conservatively than when swimming—nothing to be ashamed of.
He leaned forward slightly, lit another cigarette, and lazily watched the comments scroll rapidly across the screen.
[User “momo” thinks your behavior is unusual and tips 20 universal coins.]
[User “Cyber Bodhisattva” wonders why you’re smoking and tips 20 universal coins.]
[User “Rich Young Master Tyrant” supports your actions and tips 0.1 universal coin.]
Yu Zhi said casually, “Pandora retracted Meteorite Biotechnology’s mission and rewards.”
“Having a smoke to celebrate.”
“You didn’t get the notification?”
Probably because the topic involved Pandora and Meteorite Biotechnology, the barrage sped up even more. At a glance, almost every comment was anticipating his next move.
[User “Strongest King” informs you they received the notice and asks about your plan.]
[User “Electronic Wooden Fish” hopes you’ll truthfully disclose your plan and tips 20 universal coins.]
“My plan?” Yu Zhi slowly exhaled a smoke ring and told the truth. “Still planning.”
He lowered his eyes, the shadows of his lashes hiding all emotion.
The next main storyline mission was too troublesome.
Whether they chose elimination or coexistence would drastically affect future missions. It was like choosing academic tracks in high school—you couldn’t let a student who chose Japanese suddenly take the college entrance exam in English.
Yu Zhi took a deep drag, staring absentmindedly at the flickering flame between his fingers.
This half-pack of cigarettes had been taken from Zhu Boxue’s drawer—brought out of Meteorite Apartments.
Back in H City, he’d planned to go to B City to find A Zheng, but instead ran into one mess after another, snowballing bigger and bigger.
All because of that mad dog Fu Suxi!
Yu Zhi cursed in his heart for a while, then bit down on the cigarette and walked to the wardrobe to take out a set of clothes.
The translucent screen in front of him didn’t change.
This time, the system didn’t pop up an option asking whether to continue the livestream.
“Xiao Liu, you’re not closing the stream?” Yu Zhi asked.
The next second, H0516’s cold mechanical childlike voice sounded in the air: “Detected malfunction in your livestream. It cannot be closed temporarily.”
Yu Zhi’s brow twitched. Seeing it was still angry, he didn’t threaten to report it or anything. If he truly forced the system into a corner, it wouldn’t benefit him.
He lifted his eyelids and looked at the livestream with a smile. “You all saw it. The stream can’t be closed for now.”
“I see a lot of comments asking me to strip. How about this—if the tips reach ten thousand within five minutes, I’ll meet everyone naked.”
“If not, I’ll go to bed and sleep until the malfunction is fixed.”
The moment he finished speaking, tips in the livestream surged several times over.
[User “One Life, One Love” looks forward to your nudity and tips 100 universal coins.]
[User “Strongest King” thinks your behavior feels familiar and tips 20 universal coins.]
[User “The Scarecrow’s Straw” desperately warns others you’re talking nonsense.]
[User “World’s No.1 Cute Girl” tips 500 universal coins.]
[User “Warrior of Pure Love” tips 600 universal coins.]
[User “momo” looks forward to admiring your body and tips 500 universal coins.]
A few doubtful comments didn’t even make a splash. In less than three minutes, his balance increased by ten thousand universal coins.
Yu Zhi took his final drag and sighed, “You really want to see me naked, huh?”
After saying that, he crushed out the cigarette, pulled on a T-shirt, and then slipped on his pants—still wrapped in the towel.
His movements were quick. In just two or three seconds, he went from half-naked in a towel to fully dressed and neat.
Once dressed, Yu Zhi even curved his eyes at the camera.
The barrage froze for a second, then resumed at a frantic pace.
[User “Pure and Abstinent” sternly demands to know where the nudity is.]
[User “World’s No.1 Cute Girl” regrets being blinded by lust.]
[User “Warrior of Pure Love” numbly accepts your broken promise.]
Yu Zhi raised a brow. “I met you all naked. Just not physically.”
He walked out calmly. “I revealed my heart’s unwillingness to streak. That’s me being naked with you.”
He paused slightly and asked casually, “What’s so interesting about my body anyway?”
These unknown users even appreciated human bodies?
He glanced at the barrage. The comments were either scolding him or mocking others for believing him.
Seeing no one answer his question, he didn’t pursue it and said perfunctorily, “My soul is more precious and beautiful than my body.”
“You got a bargain.”
[User “Strongest King” admires your shamelessness and tips 10 universal coins.]
[User “The Scarecrow’s Straw” viciously curses your filthy heart.]
Leaving the room, Yu Zhi knocked on Lu Liming’s door.
The room was silent—no response.
Guessing Xiao Ming might be at physical therapy, he headed straight for the elevator.
After a few steps, he saw several researchers hurrying out of the lounge and heading outside. They didn’t even wait for the elevator, taking the stairs instead.
Yu Zhi pressed the elevator button. Just as it reached the basement level, two more researchers rushed over.
He glanced at them casually. The younger one met his gaze and nodded politely. “Mr. Yu.”
Yu Zhi stepped inside and pressed the button for the first floor. “Is the minister’s meeting over?”
Both researchers shook their heads. “Not yet.”
Yu Zhi responded with a soft sound.
The elevator rose slowly. The atmosphere was silent.
After a moment, the younger researcher hesitated before asking, “Um, Mr. Yu… was the pollution source in the temporary settlement really Yan Yang from the Combat Department?”
Yu Zhi nodded. Then something occurred to him and he tilted his head. “Do you know Yan Yang’s ability?”
The younger researcher nodded. “His ability is Phase Shift. Very special. We were planning a project around it.”
Yu Zhi paused.
The researcher explained, thinking he might not understand. “Simply put, it’s like teleportation or blinking. The ability allows the body to temporarily leave its current state and position, entering another phase. It can pass through solid matter by ignoring obstacles and reappear elsewhere.”
Yu Zhi nodded. He didn’t explain that he already understood Phase Shift.
What surprised him was that Yan Yang’s ability was perfect for escaping.
When Fu Suxi chose Yan Yang to enter the temporary settlement instead of Zuo Feiyang or Lin Xiangyuan—was it because he knew about this ability?
“Ding—”
The elevator reached the first floor.
Yu Zhi came back to himself and stepped out.
As the doors closed, he faintly heard the two researchers’ conversation.
“Logically, even if Yan Yang couldn’t win, he should’ve been able to escape. How did he turn into a pollution source directly?”
“I heard it was that new Minister Yu who sent him in alone. Maybe…”
Yu Zhi stopped walking. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cigarette pack.
Only one left.
He blinked, lit it, and smoked as he walked toward the command building.
A comment suddenly caught his eye.
[User “Reborn in Another Universe’s Ultimate Love” expresses surprise at your smoking habit.]
Yu Zhi crushed the empty cigarette pack and tossed it into the trash. With the cigarette between his lips, he grinned at the stream. “Having a smoke to celebrate someone getting roasted.”
“Consider it contributing to the nation.”
…………
Inside the Strategic Conference Room, Command Headquarters
Ministers and deputy ministers from various departments of the Operations Bureau sat around the table, arguing fiercely.
“There’s no way to hide this. Not to mention people already ran out before the instance started—there’s also the system and that damned livestream!”
“The Operations Bureau isn’t a dictatorship of the Combat Department!”
“I support not making it public. They only know there was a pollution incident—they don’t understand the specifics. The system won’t explain clearly. As for the livestream barrage, anyone with a brain won’t believe all that nonsense.”
“Before arguing about disclosure, shouldn’t we adjust the control measures for entering and exiting the safe zone…”
Voices overlapped, getting louder and more heated.
The hostility between Fu Suxi’s brows was almost tangible. He stood up, expressionless, swept his gaze across the room, and slapped the conference table.
In the next instant, the redwood table beneath his palm exploded into fragments and powder, blasting toward everyone and rushing into their noses and mouths.
The room was instantly filled with coughing.
“Cough—cough—”
“Cough, ugh—”
“I can’t—”
Fu Suxi said coldly, “Change rooms.”
Seeing this, Shang Yu stepped forward to smooth things over. “The table quality wasn’t great—haha, cough—”
She stepped back from the dust and quickly said, “Ministers, please take a five-minute break. We’ll prepare another conference room.”
Fu Suxi strode out, lit a cigarette, and casually glanced downstairs.
On the road outside the command building stood a particularly familiar slender figure.
He paused, walked to the window, and looked down at Yu Zhi.
Footsteps sounded behind him.
“Minister Yu.”
Fu Suxi didn’t even lift his eyelids as he smoked.
“I’m Song Guanyu, Minister of Command.”
At the last three words, Fu Suxi turned his head and sized him up.
The man wore a tailored custom suit, every button fastened precisely. From head to toe, he exuded an air of privilege.
Fu Suxi asked bluntly, “What’s your relationship with Song Guanqi?”
Song Guanyu smiled faintly. “He’s my cousin.”
“This morning, Minister Song mentioned you to me.”
“I’ve long admired your reputation, Group Leader Fu Suxi.”
