Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 975 Confidential Interview
According to Xiao Gao ten years later, the complete death of the Heart of the Rending King would attract Vero.

Even ten years later, the Bureau of Control still had not found a way to eliminate Vero. Although it could contain him, it would take a lot of time to prepare.

As for how much of a time this is, Gao did not specify the exact amount ten years later. However, since he insisted on killing Sprite first, it proves that even if containment is to be carried out, it cannot be done by preparing in advance.

In addition, ten years later, Xiao Gao gave them a hint, pointing out that the sudden activity of the Heart of the Rift King was closely related to the secret hidden by the First Rift King.

Furthermore, although the activation of the heart and the fall into the underworld occurred simultaneously, the two were not related. It was only because the mastermind deliberately chose this moment to "activate" the Heart of the Rift King.

Xia Shou is now almost certain that the mastermind behind this is a traitor.

The traitor was killed, so the assassination should be considered a failure, right?

With the traitor dealt with and the former perpetual calendar's ascension plan ruined, it seems only a few finishing touches remain. As long as Vero is properly sealed away, the crisis at Merlin's House will subside.

As for the Heart of the Rending King, ten years later, Xiao Gao had already given a very accurate method, which was to summon Su Yue from ten years in the future to kill it.

Thinking about this, Xia Shou couldn't help but sigh, realizing it was another place that required considerable depth.

When I first started using these versatile techniques and sealing items that came at the cost of the depth of the Root Sea, I always felt that they were the most useful type.

Only after using it more have I realized that this type of power is actually the least useful.

Other skills each have their own costs, just like how spells consume mana and physical skills consume stamina in a game. Each skill has its own cost.

However, all universal techniques share a common metric: the depth of the Root Sea. While it is indeed very versatile and has no restrictions as long as one can afford the cost, there is an upper limit to the overdraft of this depth.

Although the Origin Sea is infinite, the depth that the Deep Diver can reach is limited. Every time you use the Centipede Eye, you have to use the Peak of Perfection one less time. Moreover, the total number of uses is fixed. It seems like a clearly marked price, but it is actually a limited-edition product.

Xia Shou is now in such a predicament: reaching the pinnacle is useless without depth, and the centipede's remnant eye is equally useless without depth to pay for it.

When I get back, I'll have to ask the minister to use that Dreambird ritual again to restore some depth.

Thinking about this, Xia Shou felt like a financial intern with poor financial management skills, managing the flow of funds on Wall Street. Everything was in short supply, and funds were stretched thin, which was simply a headache.

After a long and tiring journey, Xia Shou and his companions finally returned to the real world. When they got off the ghost taxi at the entrance of the Control Bureau, the bustling and lively streets made Xia Shou feel as if he had traveled to another world.

The entrance to the control center was still bustling with people, all busy with their own affairs. Occasionally, someone would greet him, but the number of people greeting him was not significantly higher than before.

Everything... was so ordinary.

Even Shina simply greeted them briefly before dragging the arrested individuals, whose injuries had fully recovered, to the other side to complete the handover procedures.

Xia Shou walked into the lobby and headed towards the Third Department office as usual, feeling slightly resentful.

He did kill the Rift King, after all; this world was almost destroyed.

Without him, everyone in the Control Bureau would have had to use their welfare authority to send their family members to the grave, and countless ordinary people would have died.

Having made such a great contribution, even if I don't expect a grand welcome with flowers and applause, I should at least receive some kind of recognition, right? I had already called ahead from the car to inform them.

Even if there wasn't time to prepare a celebration, surely someone cares? It would be nice if someone could send a word of concern.

These thoughts flashed through Xia Shou's mind instinctively, but reason quickly provided the answer.

As Xia Shoulu passed through the lobby, he saw the news playing on the hanging television, where the host was questioning a guest.

"Mr. Bottom Line, did you really participate in this salvation event?" Xia Shou and Su Weiyu stopped in their tracks and looked up at the television. A host and a man with a mosaic-covered face and a possessed spirit were sitting opposite each other, seemingly conducting some kind of interview program.

On the coffee table between the two, there were signs: one read "Truth Thief Church, Zhang Xiangnan," and the other read "The Witch's Trump Card, Xia Shou."

Xia Shou was completely dumbfounded.

"Is that someone imitating me?"

"Wow, I have to say, even with the censorship, it really does look quite like it. The possessing spirit in the back is also wearing a maid outfit," Su Weiyu commented.

Xia Shou's mind was in a bit of a mess, but the interview on the show continued.

The imposter on the show declared righteously, "I have to clarify that this is a rumor; the so-called invasion of the past is completely unfounded."

Perhaps it's because I've been in the spotlight lately that the rumor-mongers chose me as the protagonist of their story, but actually I was handling other things at the time. One of the tasks I was following up on during this period was... (gibberish)

Yes, it was originally supposed to be confidential, but in order to clarify the truth, after discussing with the leadership, it was decided to disclose the specific details of my work that time. I've been keeping it a secret for the past two weeks..."

The imposter on the show spoke with an air of seriousness about things that never happened, and solemnly revealed tasks he had never carried out.

Immediately afterwards, the scene shifts to interviews with ordinary people, who come to confirm that what the imposter said is true.

If Xia Shou hadn't actually been the real deal, I would have believed the imposter's "ironclad evidence" confession.

But Xia Shou quickly realized that the program could be broadcast in the Control Bureau's lobby, which most likely meant that it was permitted by the Control Bureau, meaning... it was part of the security work.

Xia Shou stood in front of the television, watching the imposter talk eloquently.

After twisting the truth of the invasion of the old history into rumors, the imposters also fabricated a rumor-monger.

Imposter: "Yes, the person who spread the 'Old History Invasion' rumor has been arrested. He is a former director of Dream Theater."

The theater had already removed him from its list, but this person has lost his mind, so he orchestrated this somewhat convincing rumor using a half-truth, half-fake method. The regulatory bureau has already contacted the relevant personnel at Dream Theater, and will release further details later.

Immediately afterwards, the scene shifts to a man dressed in an artistic style who appears on screen, with captions indicating that he is one of the theater's senior directors.

The male director pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said indignantly to the camera, "Those trashy directors who have no directing skills just love to do this kind of thing."

It's these rotten apples that have ruined the reputation of other directors' followers!

Filming is filming, and reality is reality. If you're going to film, then film it properly. How can you mix them up?

I want to reiterate here that on this point, our Dream Theatre and the Control Bureau share the same stance: works that rely on gimmicks to attract audiences have no future and will not be favored by directors!
Even the most extreme and niche cults are worse than this (beep beep beep)...

This well-known follower of the Horse in the Forest made a righteous and stern condemnation in front of the camera, and then the scene cut back to the interview.

After the host gave a concluding remark and an appeal, the program switched to another segment.

Xia Shou stood under the television in the lobby, speechless for a long time.

Actually, he didn't mind being an unknown dark hero, but being suddenly served by a one-stop shop without any choice made him feel like he was missing out on some sense of participation.

"Hey, great hero, let's go." Su Weiyu laughed, nudging Xia Shou with her elbow. "Although others don't know, there are still people who do."

(End of this chapter)