At Yin Yang’s insistence, he finally received his Good Citizen Award.
He rode his electric scooter back to the flower shop.
Today was destined to be an extraordinary day for Meng City.
In the Command Center.
The ruler of Meng City, Su Baadao, looked livid.
“I’ve been in charge of Meng City for four and a half years. In all that time, everything has been smooth sailing!”
“Livelihood, education, development—every metric was excellent. And then, just as I’m about to be transferred, this disaster happens!”
Bang!
Su Baadao slammed the table hard, his expression twisted.
“What! Are you all trying to sabotage me?”
“The news on the internet and television was broadcasting for twenty whole minutes! What the hell were you people doing?”
“Now, more than half of Meng City knows about this mess! They know people in our city are trafficking organs, that we’re a nest of rats and snakes working hand in glove!”
“Wang Gen!”
His gaze shifted to Wang Gen, his voice cold as frost.
“The one blown up at the gates of the Security Bureau was Li Jianwu, wasn't it?”
“Do you know what they’re saying online? Do you want me to read it to you?”
Wang Gen remained silent. He wasn't afraid of Su Baadao, but he knew he was in the wrong here.
His own captain was involved in organ trafficking, and he hadn't noticed a thing for years. That was a clear dereliction of duty.
“The people in those photos—I don’t care who’s behind them. Round up every single one of them!”
“Investigate!”
“Investigate thoroughly!”
“I’m giving you three days.”
“Three days!”
“Either you get to the bottom of this, or you pack your bags and get the hell out!”
Su Baadao stood up, his gaze like a lion patrolling its territory.
“Start now!”
...
“Man, a rocket launcher? I’ve only seen those in movies. Boom! The guy was turned into dust.”
“Huh? For real?”
“Why would I lie? Someone was livestreaming at the time and caught the whole thing. You can find the screen recordings if you search for them.”
“That’s way too brutal, isn't it?”
“Brutal? If I told you the guy who got blown up was the protector of human traffickers, would you still think it was brutal?”
“Traffickers?”
“They shouldn't be called human traffickers; they’re organ traffickers!”
“Hiss!”
Inside a fast-food restaurant, two young men were discussing the news excitedly.
Yin Yang sat by the window eating his noodles, never looking up.
“Cockroaches are the kind of thing where if you find one, it means your house is already full of them. Scum is the same way.”
“Damn it, I don’t believe there was only one protector in the Security Bureau!”
The restaurant owner sounded indignant as he served the food, a sentiment quickly echoed by other diners.
“Exactly, I was thinking the same thing. I saw those photos. Damn, those people look so dignified on TV, but who knew they played such depraved games in private?”
“I feel worse for those orphans. They were already living in an orphanage, only to be sold by the director and have their organs harvested.”
The more they spoke, the angrier they became, wishing they could go to the Command Center right now to protest.
“Those organs didn't just come from orphans.”
A rather cold male voice rang out. The voice possessed a strange magnetism that compelled people to listen. Even Yin Yang instinctively looked up.
“Think about it. How many years has it been since you’ve seen a homeless person in Meng City?”
“Then think about how many missing person cases there are every year?”
Yin Yang narrowed his eyes and went back to his noodles.
‘Spiritual fluctuations. This person is a transcendent, and he’s inciting these ordinary people.’
Everyone in the restaurant listened intently; not a single person interrupted him.
“Those ledgers date back fifteen years.”
“Fifteen years!”
“Everyone, that is an entire generation!”
“Meng City shouldn't be like this!”
Some diners couldn't help but stand up and move closer to listen. Once the first person moved, the second followed. Eventually, everyone except Yin Yang had crowded around the man.
Yin Yang looked conflicted for a moment, then sighed quietly. Carrying his bowl, he moved closer as well.
He had no choice; staying away would make him stand out too much.
But as he walked over, he couldn't bear to leave his noodles behind.
Wasting food was a shameful act!
The man continued.
“They are rotten to the core, from top to bottom!”
“It’s been so long since this broke. Have you heard them give a single answer?”
“Officials protecting their own—it’s been the same since ancient times!”
“Our Meng City will eventually be destroyed by their hands!”
The man’s words were highly inflammatory, making the blood of the surrounding diners boil.
Yin Yang hid behind a burly man, wondering if this was a pathway ability or a transcendent item.
He had to admit, it was quite effective.
“They are all outsiders. Can we expect outsiders to care about our home?”
“No!”
“We must show them our attitude. Let them know who the real masters of Meng City are!”
Incited by his words, the diners began to shout in agreement.
Seeing that the time was ripe, the man raised his arm and led the crowd outside.
The restaurant owner was also feeling generous, declaring that today’s meals were on the house for the sake of the cause!
Yin Yang placed ten dollars under his bowl and wiped his mouth.
‘These people are hitchhiking on my work and didn't even say thank you. How rude.’
‘Go on, cause a scene. The bigger the better.’
‘The more chaotic it gets, the easier it will be for me to get that item.’
Yin Yang pushed open the door and saw the crowd growing larger.
Clearly, he wasn't the only one ‘inciting’ people today.
Yin Yang shielded his eyes from the sun and walked toward his shop.
Yin souls who died after being tortured, like Li Jianwen, tended to linger for a long time.
Yin Yang had learned quite a lot from him.
For instance, those ledgers and evidence were things Li Jianwen had hidden at home to save his own skin.
Since he was dead, he had no use for them anymore.
Yin Yang had always been frugal and hated to see things go to waste, so he took the initiative to expose the evidence and give him a hand.
The delayed-release videos were Yin Yang’s handiwork.
Furthermore, he had learned another piece of information from Li Jianwen.
Just a month ago, Li Jianwen had secured a high-quality item for a powerful figure, but something went wrong during transport.
The driver had used some prohibited drugs and got into a car accident. The item was confiscated by the Security Bureau.
If it had been an ordinary item, Li Jianwu would have retrieved it long ago.
But it was a transcendent material!
A rare, priceless transcendent material!
Once something like that caught the eye of the higher-ups, it became difficult to smuggle it out quietly.
The two brothers had been plotting, but even up until his death, they hadn't found a foolproof method.
The moment Yin Yang learned the name of that transcendent material, he decided he had to have it!
Because it was one of the main ingredients for his promotion to Sequence 6!
A Demigod's Skull!
Even though he was only Sequence 8, it was never wrong for a man to have foresight.
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