Online game: Only I can see the hidden information

Do whatever comes to mind.

This is what it means to be carefree.

No one noticed that a white cloud had left the Tower of Eternity.

When Xiaoyao doesn't want to be noticed, no one notices him.

The white clouds drifted away to who knows where, and suddenly stopped.

On the edge of the city, he transformed into the appearance of a Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest continued onward.

"Mommy, look, that uncle can fly!"

Xiaoyao heard the child's words and looked around.

Everyone else was walking, but He was suspended in mid-air, drifting forward like a ghost.

Xiaoyao felt that this would be faster.

In the past, He always stood on white clouds, and sometimes on a tortoise.

Not long after the child finished speaking, Xiaoyao landed on the ground and took a step forward.

He can walk.

After walking only a few steps, another child tilted his head and asked, "Uncle, aren't you uncomfortable not wearing shoes?"

Xiaoyao looked down at himself, then at the others.

People are wearing shoes.

Having not visited the human world for a long time, He forgot to wear shoes when He went out.

A pair of cloth shoes appeared on Xiaoyao's feet.

He continued walking.

Wandering aimlessly through this city.

Not long after, Xiaoyao was stopped by two city defense officers.

A child led the way for them.

"Uncle, it's him, just standing there in the middle of the road like an idiot, he's about to get hit by a car and he doesn't even know to dodge..."

A general walked towards Xiaoyao and said kindly,

"Sir, please show me your identification."

Xiaoyao shook his head. "No."

"this..."

The general hadn't expected the other party to be so straightforward in saying no.

That's so self-righteous!

He glanced at the man in front of him; he didn't seem to be seriously ill. He casually asked,

"Can you provide your identification number, workplace, or something similar?"

Xiaoyao thought for a moment and then mentioned a workplace, "Wanwu Pavilion".

He should be considered to be working at the Pavilion of All Things... right?

"Brothers from Wanwu Pavilion, you should have said so earlier. Wanwu Pavilion is truly fair in business."

The general relaxed slightly and then asked,

What is your employee number?

Xiaoyao shook his head. "No."

Xiaoyao doesn't remember having such a thing.

The general began to frown. How could this person, who worked at the Wanwu Pavilion, not have an employee number?

Are you kidding me?

The general patiently asked, "And what about your superior?"

Xiaoyao thought about it seriously for a moment, then shook his head again, "No."

That's not funny anymore.

You work at Wanwu Pavilion, how could you not have a superior?

Who do you think you are?!

The general was already somewhat annoyed; he felt that the other party was playing him for a fool, and turned to ask,

"If there are no superiors, where are the subordinates? Do they?"

Yes, we have that.

Xiaoyao nodded and gave a name, "Zhao Qian".

The general's pen hovered in mid-air, awaiting the next chapter.

After waiting for a while, the general said impatiently, "Shouldn't we have Zhao Qian's employee number?"

How could I possibly know who it is from such an ordinary name?

"Wait a moment."

Xiaoyao paused for a moment, then spoke again.

Zhao Qian said he didn't have a work number either.

General: ......

Skillful!

Two people from Wanwuge without employee numbers, what's wrong with you? Are you the chairman and CEO?

He was now certain that the Taoist priest before him was most likely a madman.

The names Wanwu Pavilion and Zhao Qian are probably all made up.

"Okay, one last question."

Despite being constantly teased, Zhan Jiang was in a bad mood, but he still followed the procedure. As long as this issue was resolved, he planned to call the hospital to pick up the Taoist priest.

Have you had any dealings with demons recently?

This time, the Taoist priest answered much faster.

Xiaoyao nodded. "Yes."

He killed the Eighth Demon God some time ago, and ordered the most powerful Demon God to get lost...

These should all be considered interactions.

General: ......

"Please come with us... This way, by 'come,' I mean you should get in the car... This person doesn't understand anything!"

The strongest among humans, Xiaoyao.

Leaving the Eternal Tower, 7 minutes and 34 seconds.

Ending: Taken away by the city defense department...

...

In the interrogation hut of the city defense department,

The Taoist priest sat in a chair, quietly gazing ahead.

He sat opposite a warrior and the warrior's apprentice.

"surname?"

"open."

"name?"

"Free and easy"

After the Taoist priest truthfully stated his name...

"Hiss—your name, hiss—"

The surname is quite common; many people have the surname Zhang.

However, this name... is a little too domineering.

The two people responsible for questioning the Taoist priest gasped several times before they could recover.

An older general asked cautiously,

"Um... how old are you this year?"

Even though he knew the other party couldn't possibly be the supreme expert Xiaoyao, the general's attitude still became much more respectful.

The Taoist priest shook his head. "I don't know."

The general, steeling himself, asked again.

What is your place of origin?

"Place of origin?"

The Taoist priest tried to understand the word and quickly gave an answer.

In order to express his meaning accurately, the Taoist priest specifically used latitude and longitude.

"this..."

The general had no choice but to send someone to check where the latitude and longitude coordinates were.

He patiently continued to ask.

"Where do you live now?"

The Taoist priest repeated the original coordinates and added a sentence.

"Ninety-nine floors."

"You mean the ninety-ninth floor, right?"

As the general took notes, he muttered to himself, "This is outrageous!"

There aren't many buildings with ninety-nine floors on Earth, so there's no need to live that high up, and it's inconvenient to go up and down.

After asking some basic questions, the general and his apprentice exchanged a glance, realizing they probably wouldn't get any more information.

"Alright, that's enough for now. Please feel free to tell us what you need, as long as it's legal. We'll fulfill any legal requests. Once we've confirmed you're not related to the demon race and are capable of acting independently, we'll let you leave. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause..."

After saying this, the general got up and left the hut with his apprentice.

After closing the door, the apprentice asked, puzzled,

"Master, is it really necessary to be so polite?"

"What do you know? Your master almost joined the Shadow Sect back then. Listen to me, you won't go wrong."

The general said irritably,

"Go and fill out the form for this operation. Come find me when you're done."

After sending his apprentice away, the general's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Sweat poured from his forehead, and he trembled all over, like a centenarian.

A colleague who was passing by thought he was sick and asked him a few more questions.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

The general, leaning against the wall, returned to his seat.

"Old Li, are you kidding me?"

A fat man walked over angrily and said with dissatisfaction,

"Didn't you just give me coordinates to look up?"

The general's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked,

"Yes, have you found out?"

"We've found out."

The fat man said irritably,

"Guess where it is?"

Seeing the fat man's reaction, the general felt as if he had an apple core stuck in his throat. He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a single word for a long time. Finally, he forced a trembling voice and asked,

"Where is it?"

He already knew the answer.

The fat man uttered four words.

"The Eternal Tower!"