Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 543 Conspiracy late at night
"What's going on?! Has someone rebelled?"

The moment Linglong Moyu sat up, she picked up her glasses from the table with one hand and put them on, while with the other hand she grabbed her personal terminal and instantly pulled up the footage from the security camera outside her room.

Then, he saw on the screen that Mark was kicking the door repeatedly.

In the passageway behind him, several priests who were on guard duty for him had already staggered and passed out.

Linglong Moyu breathed a slight sigh of relief.

It doesn't look like a rebellion.

"These priests are really bad at fighting. No matter how much training they receive, without real combat experience, they're just a bunch of show-offs." He muttered as he dressed.

As he walked barefoot toward the door.

His brain had already used the process of elimination to instantly realize the most likely reason why Mark came to see him late at night.

Linglong Moyu narrowed his eyes, thinking of a solution, but his hands had already unlocked the door.

"Crack!"

The door opened instantly from the outside.

A left-side straight kick came right in front of me!

Linglong Moyu was not surprised at all. She hooked her hand to the side, grabbed Mark's thick left ankle, and pulled it inward!
Mark lost his balance and stumbled into the house.

He reacted extremely quickly, using the momentum to twist his other leg, which transformed into a powerful black whip, sweeping horizontally towards Mo Yu's chest!

Linglong Moyu took a half step back, dodging the heavy kick.

Mark kicked the open door.

"Duang!"

The door slammed shut!

The hurried footsteps and exclamations outside the door were completely shut out.

"Oh no! Lord Adam is in danger! Quick! Go and call for help!" The priest who arrived later shouted anxiously outside the door.

Inside the door, Mark and Mo Yu were locked in close combat, their fists and feet clashing and making muffled thuds.

"Ran Bing is going to the Dawn Hall to carry out a breeding mission!"

Mark, waving his fist, growled in a low voice, speaking at a rapid pace only the two of them could hear, "What am I supposed to do to stop this?!"

Linglong Moyu swayed and dodged his straight punch, then delivered an uppercut to his left eye socket!

"boom!"

This powerful punch, delivered with a strong "morning grumpiness," left even Mark, with his robust physique, somewhat stunned.

No...you're serious?!
Just as he was about to retaliate.

The man, who had guessed his purpose long before he even spoke, spoke softly:
"That depends on how determined you really are."

Mark paused for a moment.

In that moment of distraction, he received another solid punch to the stomach.

He didn't care about the force of the punch, he just stared intently at Mo Yu: "As long as Ran Bing is alright, I'm willing to... risk my life!"

'...The expected answer.'

Linglong Moyu suddenly lowered his body and pressed himself against Mark's chest, his arms like pythons, tightly gripping Mark's neck, and his body fell backward!

"boom!"

The two heavy bodies crashed into and destroyed a security camera in the corner of the wall.

The knocked-over furniture, along with the corner of the doorway, created a blind spot for the surveillance cameras.

After all this was done, Linglong Moyu's indifferent voice continued: "The best course of action. Everyone in the Lighthouse knows that you are the next city lord. And the old city lord's health has always been poor."

"Find a way to make the old city lord suffer a sudden heart attack due to 'overwork'. Then, you, as the legitimate successor to the next city lord, will temporarily assume the position of city lord and take over the Lighthouse."

"Then you take action, thoroughly investigate Charles, expose all his crimes over the years, and ruin and destroy him."

Upon hearing this, Mark's pupils dilated violently; he could hardly believe his ears: "Mo Yu! You...do you know what you're saying?!"

"I was unaware of Ran Bing's situation beforehand, but based on my deduction, it's highly likely that Charles is targeting you because of the position of city lord, trying to force you to make a mistake."

Linglong Moyu's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was still indifferent: "You were originally appointed by the old city lord himself as the next city lord. It's just that the process has been moved up a bit."

“Charles’s background is not clean to begin with. To investigate him, there’s no need to frame him.”

"At that time, Charles will be too busy to care about the Dawn Hall. At the very least, as the 'Acting City Lord,' you will have enough authority to postpone or even cancel this breeding mission."

"After that, Charles will be publicly tried under the Lighthouse Law. I will help you take control of the Light and Shadow Society from within. In this way, I will have direct power to interfere in the selection and delegation of breeding tasks."

"With the Hunter forces you command, the success rate of this plan is over 70%. Add me to the mix, and the success rate reaches 90%!"

"This is the option with the highest risk-reward ratio of all options!"

Linglong Moyu and Mark gripped each other's necks, staring at each other in the darkness of a blind spot in the surveillance.

A pair of cold eyes, in the dim light, radiated a chillingly rational glow.

Mark stood there, stunned.

He never imagined things would develop this way.

He only wanted to save Ran Bing, but Mo Yu gave him a script that involved... usurping power.

But he was just slow to realize, not stupid. With Mo Yu's reminder, he finally understood that this was a struggle between Charles and him, and Ran Bing was just a victim in it.

Linglong Moyu watched him quietly, waiting for his reply.

The other party learned two days in advance that Ran Bing was going to the Morning Light Hall.

This is a variable that Mo Yu from Ling Cage subconsciously ignored because she was misled by the timeline of the "original plot".

Because of his own selfish motives, he wouldn't proactively remind Mark. But out of friendship...

When Mark comes to him for help, he puts himself in Mark's shoes and helps him come up with the perfect solution.

What he said was indeed the "best strategy".

But how to choose, and ultimately what to do, is up to Mark himself.

As long as Mark dares to choose this.

Linglong Moyu will reassess his abilities and character to help him ascend to the position of city lord!

Unfortunately……

As Charles said, his judgment of people is quite accurate.

Mark swallowed hard, still not daring to explore this direction he had never imagined: "...What other methods are there?"

Linglong Moyu's expression remained unchanged, and his indifferent tone showed no fluctuation.

"The middle strategy. With Charles's intelligence, there's a very high probability he'll pair me up with Ran Bing. This is to maximize the rift between us and make us hostile to each other. We can also use this against him."

“I have a private room in the Dawn Hall. If you can convince Ran Bing, I can help you put on a show.”

"This is Ran Bing's first time carrying out a breeding mission. As long as she breaks the vaginal flap herself after entering the room, creating the appearance of mission completion, we should be able to deceive the test."

He paused, looked at Mark, and added, "But a lie is still a lie. If Charles insists on conducting further investigations into Ran Bing afterward, then both Ran Bing and I will be in danger."

Mark fell silent.

Accustomed to bearing the pain and danger for others, he made this choice tonight precisely because he was worried about Ran Bing's safety.

If he chooses this option, he'll also be putting the safety of one of his best friends at risk...

Although, given Mo Yu's style of doing things, since he has proposed this plan, the probability of failure is still very small.

But in the end, it still happened.

He couldn't bring himself to do something that would put others at risk and benefit them.

Linglong Moyu noticed his silence and continued to offer the next option.

"The worst option. The next time the Hall of Dawn will open is in two days. Within those two days, find a pretext to lead the Hunter Squad on another ground mission."

“According to the Lighthouse rules, Charles has the authority to send Ran Bing to carry out breeding missions. But you, as the next city lord and commander of the Wilderness Hunters, also have the authority to forcibly conscript Ran Bing to carry out ground missions. Your orders have higher priority than his.”

"Then... just like your sister, let Ran Bing 'disappear unexpectedly' during the mission. Once you truly become the city lord, go to the surface and bring her back."

Mark's brow furrowed even deeper: "The ground is getting more and more dangerous. This time, we even encountered a horde of Devouring Beasts!"

"Moreover, the heavy-duty structure was damaged in the last operation, and it will take at least a week to repair!"

Clearly, he still couldn't accept this move that would require Ran Bing and all the team members to risk their lives because of him.

Linglong Moyu sighed slightly: "That's why I listed it as a last resort. Even if this plan succeeds, the benefits will be negative."

Mark was speechless.

Just as he was struggling with how to make a choice among these terrible options...

“The worst possible strategy…” Linglong Moyu’s voice continued.

“…There’s more?” Mark was taken aback.

Linglong Moyu ignored him and continued in a calm tone: "If, by some kind of 'accident,' Ran Bing loses her fertility for a short period of time or completely, then she will naturally no longer need to perform reproductive tasks."

Mark's pupils contracted sharply, and he was about to refuse.

"Crack——!"

The alloy door was opened from the outside.

The Lightbringer Vatican appeared at the entrance with a group of priests.

Then they saw—

Mark, the strongest man in Lighthouse City and commander of the Hunters.

At this moment, Adam, who looked rather frail, was holding her by the throat with one hand and pinning her against the wall, unable to break free.

Linglong Moyu noticed the movement behind her and turned around to look back.

The mirror reflected the icy white light shining in from the corridor outside, causing the group of priests who rushed in to suddenly feel a chill and instinctively lower their heads.

He released his grip on Mark's neck and spoke indifferently:
"Although I don't mind sparring with you, please make an appointment with me in advance next time at the training ground."

“Disturbing the peace in the middle of the night, injuring a clerk on duty, plus all the physical damage to my room… After the calculation, I will issue you a detailed ticket.”

Mark coughed a few times, rubbed his reddened neck, and pushed aside the dozen or so priests blocking the doorway with a disgruntled expression. He then left in a disheveled state without looking back.

Even the Lightbringer Vatican, seeing the obvious bruise on his left eye, did not order anyone to stop this...next city lord who came to the door in the middle of the night and ended up getting a severe beating.

She turned to look at Mo Yu, who, apart from slightly dirty clothes, had no obvious injuries, and a slight smile played on her lips beneath the mask:
"It seems that Lord Adam has become even stronger than I imagined."

Linglong Moyu ignored her teasing, took off his glasses, and casually picked up a clean white cloth from the table to wipe them.
"If you have nothing else to do, please leave my room. It's late at night, so please don't disturb my rest."

Vatican waved his hand, dispersing the group of priests following behind him.

But she herself did not leave.

Why did Mark suddenly go crazy in the middle of the night and come to fight you?

"The cause is unknown. But it should not be directly related to the previous mission questioning. It is highly likely that he was provoked in some way. I will start investigating the specific reasons tomorrow."

Linglong Moyu casually placed her clean glasses on the table, turned her head and looked back: "Your unusual concern about this matter tells me that Mark's loss of control is related to you. Or rather, you know why he lost control."

Vatican gave a cryptic chuckle: "Lord Adam, you should investigate for yourself tomorrow. I won't disturb your rest any longer."

With that, she turned around and swayed her alluring waist as she left.

(End of this chapter)