What’s wrong with the dream world!

However, as the ace operator of the Qianpeng City Harmonious Coexistence Bureau, Yu Wensong has his own professional qualities and professional judgment, so he still took it into consideration and prepared multiple plans.

It would be fine if the [Two-Faced Man] admired his "anchor" like a brother, but after all, the [Two-Faced Man] has no blood relationship with the "anchor" he is responsible for... If it is between opposite sexes, then Yu Wensong can only extinguish the fire of hope of this poor man to prevent him from igniting the famous grass that already has an owner.

The "anchor" only needs to enjoy the love of the fate owner and welcome a brilliant life, while the operators have a lot of things to consider.

"But that's all in the past. Right now, I lack the means to gather information, making it impossible to make an effective judgment. Furthermore, the more I do, the more mistakes I make..."

Yu Wensong gathered his scattered thoughts, but did not intend to say more.

Since you don't plan to make progress, then there's no need to be so cautious. Keeping a low profile is also a way of survival within the system.

Yu Wensong, who knew the federal laws and regulations by heart, noticed that Liu Liangrui's behavior was very suspicious. It was likely just a personal act... Otherwise, why would such a big shot like him be here in person? Wouldn't the database be transferred with just a call?

Liu Liangrui did not notice Yu Wensong's abnormality, but he did not quite trust the one-sided statements of these operators.

So, he put his hands behind his back and strode to the workstation of a seemingly idle operator, the metal pieces on his body making clanking sounds.

Liu Liangrui gestured to the operator to stand up, then sat in his seat and operated the computer. In the internal archives of the Harmonious Symbiosis Bureau, he carefully reviewed the pages with photos and names from top to bottom until he had a clear view of all the "anchors" and fate owners in Qianpeng City.

He doesn't read quickly, and he doesn't act as if he understands everything the moment he touches the computer.

This [pillar] is like an ordinary person who repeatedly confirms something, reviewing it carefully and examining it patiently.

"...Why is it still flipping upwards?"

Yu Wensong, whose workstation was occupied, looked at the officer's back and complained silently in his heart to relieve his inner tension, worry and fear.

He was not worried that the federal commander would discover the name "Zhu Yajing" and realize that he was deliberately concealing it, because the other party's search range was limited to the owner of the fate, and that person was just a poor deaf-mute... Wait, that's not right!

A sense of disharmony rose from Yu Wensong's heart, turning into a chill that made him tremble in his heart.

Why would this [pillar] of the Federation want to confirm whether there is a person named "Zhu Yajing" in this city?

The Silence of the Lambs: Chapter 111 "Sabotage" · Deduction

Private matters that are inconvenient for subordinates to know...

But he mentioned the name in such detail, clearly targeting those with the destiny in Qianpeng City...

Yu Wensong, who has a broad mind, suddenly had a very bad premonition!

Could it be that they knew something they shouldn't have known, and were about to be silenced?!

Liu Liangrui didn't notice the slight change in Yu Wensong's expression.

After confirming that no information about his daughter was found in the archives of the Qianpeng City Harmonious Coexistence Bureau, Liu Liangrui felt a little relieved.

The information system within the Federation is very complex. Fate holders, ordinary people, "anchors", religious figures, super criminals... even if they are the same person, their different identities are often divided into different information databases.

Although Liu Liangrui has always been dissatisfied with this troublesome system, he can only accept it because it is a rule set by several permanent directors.

'It seems her presence hasn't been exposed yet, which is good.'

Liu Liangrui breathed a sigh of relief, but when he remembered the news he had received earlier that the [Ruler] had been to Qianpeng City, his face tensed again, and he felt angry and uneasy.

It's like a convicted criminal who was almost discovered by a passing police officer while hiding a gun.

Compared to the identity of a daughter, it is an identity in another sense that makes Zhu Yajing more able to attract the attention of this powerful person who looks down on ordinary people and make him pay attention to her.

A gun without a label or registration is far better than a gun with a label or registration.

How can those who make up the rules be willing to be bound by them?

It’s just because there are people above us.

As a [Pillar] in the Federation, having witnessed the behavior of [Transcendents] in the field of "Omniscience", Liu Liangrui knew that this was a very difficult and almost impossible thing.

However, as a soldier who often fought in foreign wars, Liu Liangrui had accumulated a lot of experience in dealing with people with hostile fates during the war, and he was also aware of the limitations of the "omniscience" field.

Within the Prophet's field of vision, he was not completely without the opportunity to hide some of his own methods. After all, "omniscience" was not true "omniscience".

In addition to "secrecy", there is another area that is quite restrained in the area of "omniscience", which is the ability to predict the future.

That is the realm of "destiny".

But Liu Liangrui knew that the [Prophet] was the first person to surpass the "omniscience" field, and there was no one around him who had a powerful "fate" fate, so he could only use the methods of ordinary people.

"luck."

This concept, which sounds more like an excuse, is the laziness, defect, and deficiency that even the owner of the "omniscient" domain cannot correct.

In order to conceal the perception of the owner of the "omniscient" domain as much as possible, Liu Liangrui was like a passerby who planted willow trees unintentionally. He sowed a seed casually and left Zhu Yajing alone without any care.

Do nothing, rely on luck.

Although he was originally keen on making secret visits and dropping seeds randomly... his ability brought him considerable pleasure in this regard.

"However, free-range breeding also carries risks. If you're not careful, they can easily be snatched away by a domineering eagle, or by inexplicable natural or man-made disasters."

'She's been sitting still long enough.'

Liu Liangrui turned off the computer, stood up, and straightened his collar. When he did this, the medals on his body almost made everyone in the office dizzy.

"Anyone want to shake my hand?"

He spoke to all the operators in the office in a half-deliberate, half-genuine vain tone, keeping a kind smile on his face.

Yu Wensong, who was closest to Liu Liangrui, was slightly stunned and didn't dare to speak. His inner sorrow grew heavier.

shake hands……

Some people with certain fate patterns need specific actions, contacts, and rituals to be able to exert specific abilities.

However, his hesitation did not arouse Liu Liangrui's suspicion, because there were already "sensible" and "eager for progress" colleagues who took the initiative to greet everyone present and lined up along the office aisle.

Yu Wensong was also pulled into the queue.

Liu Liangrui walked to the first person facing him from left to right, maintained a kind smile, and extended his right hand first.

The operator who asked everyone to line up bowed slightly and quickly reached out to shake hands in response.

"I feel very honored..."

Suddenly, his words seemed to be stuck, and his eyes revealed a kind of confusion.

But Liu Liangrui had already let go and walked to shake the next person's hand, then seemed to quickly pull it back and shake the next person's hand.

It doesn't look like a condolence, but more like a errand to get by, and it's quite perfunctory.

Yu Wensong, who deliberately stood at the end of the line, noticed the abnormality, but it was too late.

Because the [Pillar], whose expression had become very impatient, had already stretched out his right hand towards him, with deep disgust flashing in his eyes, as if to say.

'Come on, scum.'

Yu Wensong lowered his head, trying his best not to let his fear show on his face, bent down slightly, and shook it obediently.

He knew something was wrong.

But he had no choice but to obey.

The moment Yu Wensong held it, he suddenly felt a pain in his head.

His memory was like a torn drawing, with only a vague outline of the patterns and words left, like dust blown away by the wind, unable to condense into shape again.

"Zhu Yajing... Liu Yajing... Liu Liangrui..."

"A military uniform covered in medals... a pillar of the military, yet he inexplicably appears in the Harmonious Symbiosis Bureau..."

"He seems to be confirming something... He's doing something very suspicious..."

These thoughts, memories, reflections, impressions, are all "destroyed".

Yu Wensong's eyes became as dull and blank as those of his colleagues.

"...Tsk."

Liu Liangrui took out a white tissue from the table with disgust and wiped his hands without covering his face.

Except for ordinary beautiful women, he doesn't like to contact or communicate with ordinary people, and even feels that their existence in the world is a bit of an eyesore.

But for him, if he wants to "destroy" other people's specific thoughts, memories, and feelings without affecting other normal functions, he needs to increase precision through touch.

Inside the office, the people who were shaken by the hand did not react at all, and did not notice anything wrong. Instead, they returned to their respective jobs like zombies who lacked response to the outside world.

"If I didn't want to be caught by that annoying guy..."

Liu Liangrui looked up at the surveillance camera, but did not make any unnecessary movements.

Because the moment he stepped in here, the surveillance cameras malfunctioned and the recorded images remained at the previous moment.

It was easier for him to destroy material things. The former was like cutting out a rotten part of wood, while the latter was like performing a delicate operation on a living thing.

When the surveillance camera resumed normal operation, Liu Liangrui had already left.

This is the first stop for this [pillar] in Qianpeng City. Next, he will go to the Supervisory Office and the Street Office in person to see how his daughter is doing.

He didn't need to go to so much trouble.

Even if they are not in the same system, even if this breaks the rules, for the head of the federal military, breaking such small rules actually has little impact.

But the [Ruler] was here yesterday.

Walking out of the building and looking up at the gloomy sky, Liu Liangrui's face also looked a little gloomy.

Although it was said that the [Ruler] was only in the suburbs, arresting the cult leader who was suspected to have the fate of a [Priest] and then left, the subsequent crackdown atmosphere still made Liu Liangrui dare not act rashly even after he immediately rushed to Qianpeng City.

Even the rules that were once disregarded and violated casually must now be walked on tiptoe and carefully crossed the red line.

Although there are many rumors among the [Pillars], Liu Liangrui has reliable information about the [Ruler].

The [Ruler] did attack a pillar once.

The pillar who attempted to start a rebellion eventually disappeared, but considering the style of the Ruler, many people tend to believe in another possibility.

The young [Ruler] is an unfathomable and ruthless character. Liu Liangrui is unwilling to conflict with him unless necessary.

only……

Liu Liangrui took out a photo from the inside of his military coat.

The picture above shows a family of four. The woman with a happy smile on her face is holding a baby, and a little girl about four years old is standing at the man's feet.

Liu Liangrui's attention was all on the little girl, and a strange smile appeared on his gloomy face.

"But you are worth the risk, my daughter, my..."

"Miracle and luck."

……

……

In Zhu Yueyu's dream, Yu Xiude, after reading the letter from the "scumbag", suddenly had a motivation to continue exploring.

This motivation is different from a small return for the kindness of neighbors, but is entirely based on one's own emotions. Simply put...

He is a bit of a gossip.

In fact, Yu Xiu De was not a gossipy person before, and he lacked curiosity about the outside world. Rather than exploring other people's secrets, he preferred to delve into the depths of his own dreams... At least that was the case until last night.

But the "real dream" affected him.

The [Priest] is not really ignorant of his own "God", and No. 13 is not really without the opportunity to influence the [Nightmare].

At least he calculated correctly that [Nightmare] would be affected by a large number of dreams and would change as a result of exploring those people's dreams.

In the eyes of No. 13 at the time, the indifference of [Nightmare] came from his indifference to reality. He didn't even have any interest in the dreams of outsiders in reality. Over the years, he had not shown any reputation among the owners of the "Dream" realm.

Therefore, as long as the dosage is increased and the stubborn [Nightmare] is induced to leave his own dream and witness the beauty that others gain from their dreams, it will be possible to change the fish that is becoming more and more obsessed with its own dreams and seems even colder than before in the research institute.

Although No. 13's plan was not as successful as he had imagined, it still had an impact on [Nightmare]. However, because [Nightmare] would use "memory dreams" to stabilize itself, the effect was minimal.

But at least it still aroused some interest in others, just like the waves on the sea surface that rise and disappear at any time.

This slight interest comes from past restraint and the gossipy heart of Nightmare that has not yet been completely worn out.

Yu Xiu De picked up the photo, which had scratches on it.

He could recognize that the person holding the baby was the young Zhuqin, and the little girl who looked about four or five years old standing at a man's feet also looked somewhat similar to Zhu Yajing.

His attention was mainly focused on the photo, where the man's face was so scratched that it was difficult to see.

Even if you put aside the scratches, in Yu Xiude's eyes, the bottom is just a mosaic.

The information is still "destroyed".