Chen Xing's words were heard far away through the loudspeaker. The other side was quiet for a while, and then a dog-headed soldier ran up from behind, holding a long-distance walkie-talkie with a long antenna in his hand.

"You claim to be the Prime Minister of the Red Kingdom. Is there any evidence to prove it?"

A slightly younger, middle-aged male voice came from the loudspeaker, "Your clearnet terminal is down, and I cannot verify it through the network."

"We have fought just now." Chen Xing said, "Apart from me, Chen Xing, is there another lord-level person in the world who has such a large-scale spirit-controlling army?"

"Well..." The other person pondered for a while and said slightly surprised, "Are you the two-faced man who rides on two boats?"

"Ahem..." Chen Xing's face darkened at the words. He coughed twice to relieve his embarrassment, and at the same time winked at the big cat next to him.

The latter understood, and immediately with a straight face, he said in a very serious and solemn tone, "Mr. McCorro, we are in a diplomatic situation."

"Standing in front of you is the Prime Minister of the Red Kingdom, the owner of the Ring of the Kingdom, and the enemy of the Seventh Layer Mountain. Please pay attention to your wording!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm just a traveler who likes to run around and rarely attend formal occasions." A slightly apologetic voice came from the intercom, "Prime Minister, please forgive me for my recklessness and ignorance."

"I suggest that we talk face to face," Chen Xing said. "It is disrespectful to both of us through a walkie-talkie."

"Well..." The other party hesitated for a few seconds, and then readily agreed, "Okay!"

As the words fell, a strong wind blew up from the plains. The golden army turned into yellow sand all over the sky and dissipated with the wind, revealing the original appearance of the wilderness - the endless red Gobi Desert.

A person walked between the sky and the earth, with his head wrapped in white cloth, long boots on his feet, and a gray windproof robe, a very typical sand people attire.

Walking closer, a pair of amber eyes were revealed under the dusty cloth, which were bright and moving, emitting light like gems.

Although his clothes are ordinary, his appearance is slovenly, and his beard is unkempt, he still leaves a handsome and vivid impression on people. This handsome middle-aged man is none other than "Legend of the Sand Sea" Michael Rolo!

"Remnants of the Sand Sea, I have met the Prime Minister!" Michael Luoluo put one hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and performed the ancient etiquette of the Sand People, with a humble attitude, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Hello, respected Legend of the Sand Sea, Mr. Michael Rolo!" Chen Xing nodded slightly and responded with diplomatic etiquette.

He is the prime minister of the kingdom and his political status is much higher than that of the other party, so he does not need to bow, he only needs to nod.

"I received notification from the mastermind that there are cult activities in this area."

Without waiting for Chen Xing to ask questions, Michael Luoluo took the initiative to tell the reason, "The mastermind detected that these cultists were preparing to perform a bloody sacrifice and summon an abyssal predator, so I rushed over to check."

"Your coordinates and identities are very consistent with the mastermind's description of the target, which includes details such as closing the blacklist and operating silently, so there must be a misunderstanding." McCorro explained.

It's Sora again...

Chen Xing muttered in his heart, then looked at the other person and said slowly, "Mr. McCorro, have you ever thought about..."

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"Perhaps this is not a misunderstanding." Chen Xing lowered his voice, "but a deliberate conspiracy."

Michael Luoluo's face changed slightly and he said warily, "Prime Minister, what do you mean?"

"You misunderstood me." Chen Xing waved his hand, "I'm not referring to you, but to the person behind all this."

He then analyzed, "Look, you received a notification from the master brain, and then I happened to be at the coordinate point, which happened to match the master brain's description. So do you think it is a coincidence?"

Michael Luoluo looked thoughtful. After a while, he raised his head and said, "What do you mean, the prime minister, is there someone behind the scenes who is manipulating all this and deliberately creating conflicts between us?"

Chen Xing gave a thumbs up, "Yes, I am

this means."

"Who could it be? Who has the ability to control the mastermind of the ClearNet? What is the other party's purpose of doing this? Is it to create international tension?" McCorro asked a series of questions.

"There are not many people who can contact the mastermind. Is it someone from the White Tower or someone with extraordinary power? Does Lumsden know?"

"Is there a possibility..." Chen Xing interrupted Michael Luoluo's divergent thinking, "There is something wrong with the Mingnet mastermind!"

McCorro's expression froze and showed a shocked expression. He probably had never thought about this problem. This is also a mistake that most people will make. Human beings are too dependent on the master brain, which is inseparable from all the basic necessities of life, food, clothing, housing and transportation, and they will subconsciously treat each other

As the highest authority, I will not question whether there is something wrong with the mastermind.

However, Chen Xing knew that he could not convince Michael Luoluo with just a few words of his own. The authority of the Mingwang mastermind had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it could not be resolved with a few words.

However, he can still plant seeds of doubt in the other person's mind, especially when Sora throws a trap.

"This is just a hypothesis, don't pay too much attention to it." Chen Xing said in a relaxed tone, and then he saw Michael Luoluo's brows relax, feeling relieved.

"You're right, this is just a hypothesis." McCorro shrugged and said.

"But in any case, things are a bit too coincidental. I suggest you immediately report the situation to the university scholars on duty at the World Network Center."

"Even if there is a problem, it will be dealt with promptly."

Chen Xing's tone was sincere and his words were reasonable. McCorro could not find a reason to refuse, so he followed his instructions and made a video call to the university scholar on duty.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The communication rang a dozen times and finally got a busy signal.

Michael Luoluo's brows knitted into knots. As a legendary strongman who was performing the task of the mastermind, he was turned down when he contacted the university scholar on duty. This was absolutely unprecedented.

McCorro dialed again, and after more than a dozen rings, he got a busy signal again. Next, he dialed several times with a look of disbelief on his face, and each time he got a busy signal.

"It's strange, why is no one answering?"

"Did something happen?"

Michael Luoluo explained with some embarrassment. Chen Xing did not speak. The more times like this, the more it is necessary to let the other party draw their own conclusions, so as to be more credible.

If the problem is attributed to "there is something wrong with the mastermind of Mingnet", then everything can be explained.

Sola was operating in violation of regulations, so he definitely didn't dare to let Michael Luo contact the scholar on duty. Chen Xing had already planted the seeds of doubt in Michael Luo. As long as the communication was cut off, the seeds would take root, sprout, and gradually grow.

Michael Luoluo is indeed a well-informed legend of the Sand Sea, and he quickly made a decision, "Well, let me go to White Elephant City now, and I will apologize to the Prime Minister after I figure out the situation."

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Chen Xing immediately said, "Mr. McCorro, we rushed to White Elephant City overnight because we discovered the abnormality in the master brain."

"We happen to be on the way, let's take a ride together." Chen Xing invited.

Michael Luoluo was a straightforward person and quickly accepted Chen Xing's invitation. Anyway, he had nothing to do on the road, so it would be nice to have someone to talk to.

Although the bus was riddled with holes by magic arrows, its chassis and engine were still in good condition, and it could be on the road after simple repairs. It was just that the car shell was leaking air everywhere, and the air conditioner could no longer be turned on. So everyone simply removed the windows and left with the wilderness.

Make close contact.

In the car, Michael Luoluo glanced at Chen Xing every now and then, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Chen, have we met before?"

When Chen Xing heard what the other party said, he immediately smiled and nodded, "We have indeed met before."

"Where?" McCorro asked, obviously having some impression but unable to remember.

"Arakawa Hotel." Chen Xing said four words.

McCorro frowned and thought hard for a while. Finally, his brows relaxed and he suddenly realized, "Oh..."

"So you are the one..."

When Zhikun attacked the Black Death Continent, Michael Rolo was ordered to come to the rescue. After driving away Zhikun, he stopped by the Arakawa Inn and stayed there for a while.

Chen Xing was still an exile at that time, and happened to go on an adventure to Arakawa. As an inconspicuous "passer-by", he had a chance encounter with Michael Rolo.

"Oh, why are you so low-key?"

"I was still wondering why the Witch of the North suddenly appeared. It turned out to be because of you!"

Michael Luoluo seemed to have remembered some bad memories, and his expression was a little ugly.

"You obviously have such a powerful girlfriend, but you still go into self-exile. I said, Prime Minister, are you experiencing life?"

Facing Michael Loro's complaint, Chen Xing just smiled faintly. He pretended to be profound and looked like a worldly expert.

At that time, as soon as Marco Luo sat down and his buttocks had not yet warmed up, Aaliyah came in from the outside and chased him away with her eyes.

When the little king saw the big king, he was crushed in rank, and the Legend of the Sand Sea ran away in despair.

"Today's young people are really good at playing. When they are unhappy, they go into exile and let their girlfriends look for them everywhere."

McCorro's tone was sour, filled with resentment for being kicked away at the dinner table.

"I was young and ignorant at that time." Chen Xing said lightly, "I caused trouble for you sir."

The convoy drove all the way north and arrived at a small gathering place in the evening, where they planned to rest for the night before continuing on their way at dawn.

There were no accidents along the way. Chen Xing and his men were already very difficult to deal with. With the addition of Michael Rolo, Sora might be in trouble. As the mastermind of the Mingwang, the limit that he can mobilize is the little king level, or a few.

A legend who is passionate about public welfare and has a strong sense of justice and responsibility. Most of them are busy with their own affairs and will not pay attention to the mastermind's requests.

Everyone parked their cars and found the best local tavern to have dinner.

Not long after I sat down, important news came on the radio.

"Emergency, emergency!"

"There is a fatal failure in the global communication satellite!"

"The public network system is completely paralyzed, the public network system is completely paralyzed!"

In an instant, it seemed as if the whole world fell into silence, leaving only the repeated voice of the female announcer on the radio.

After a long silence, the gathering place suddenly erupted into loud cheers.

"Free, we are free!" "Fuck the Internet, fuck the black watch!" "We are equal, we are free!" "Long live!"

The people with heavy faces were the citizens, and the people who cheered were the refugees.

Chen Xing's face was solemn, and his fists placed under the table were clenched tightly. It seemed that Sora was desperate. Since he couldn't stop him from going to White Elephant City, he might as well destroy everything.

What is supposed to come will always come, and you can’t hide even if you want to.

He couldn't help but feel guilty. He was like an ignorant child who unintentionally opened Pandora's box and brought endless disasters to the world.

It was he who gave the mechanical heart to Nova, and then Nova created the replacement Sora. All the culprits seemed to point to him.

No, it's not my fault!

I'm just, just trying to survive...

Yes, there is nothing wrong with doing anything to survive!

He shook his head vigorously to get rid of the guilty thoughts.
Chapter completed!