I write obituaries for the gods

What if he waits a little longer? What if he waits a very short time, then pretends to have obtained intelligence through hacking, and tells them to evacuate immediately?

Yeah... he didn't want others to think of him as a fool like Lin Chen, someone who showed off his talent...

He wanted everyone to believe that he had successfully warned of a crisis through his outstanding acquired skills.

Anyway, Euclid attacked the Foundation's headquarters. No matter how ruthless he is, how ruthless can he be?

In the small room, Louis let out a deep breath, a slight smile playing on his lips.

As Lin Chen began to sneak into the server room, he mentally formulated a plan...

"boom!!!"

The headquarters building of the Westview District Foundation collapsed with a deafening roar as space tore apart.

In the office, everyone in the department looked dejected.

"I never expected Euclid to flip the table like that... Why? Has he gone mad? That's the Foundation's building..."

"Don't forget what was happening inside the building at the time. As the hawks of the Foundation's strong faction, they were negotiating with us. Do you think Euclid would tolerate betrayal?"

Louis seemed not to hear anything.

The moment he saw the building torn apart and destroyed by space, he felt as if his heart had shattered.

Zhanyi was inside at the time.

"But... what about the others in the F Council?"

Louis's shoulders were trembling violently.

He remembered how terrified his voice was:

"I never imagined it would be this terrible... There were tens of thousands of people in that building..."

He hadn't expected Euclid's attack to unfold in such a brutal and insane way, especially since it was the Foundation's own headquarters!

He never imagined that his own dark little thought would almost cost his teammates their lives.

He just wanted to appear more useful; he just wanted to appear no worse than anyone else.

Those around Louis were unaware of his terror, the unusual nature of his words, or that one of his thoughts had nearly killed everyone.

They began to look at the data Lin Chen had obtained from the computer room and started to study how to deal with Euclid.

“I’ll deal with Euclid.”

Louis looked up blankly and saw Lin Chen stand up, his expression resolute.

"The rest is up to you."

The rest.

Louis's fists clenched involuntarily.

Why is he the one left over?

If it weren't for Director Hua Molan sacrificing herself, Lin Chen would have died in this crisis long ago.

In the end, Lin Chen still considered himself the protagonist and left the "rest" to others.

Why?

Louis felt an unnamed fire surging within him.

He didn't remember how he got home. When he dragged his tired body to bed, he felt like he was about to fall apart.

A fire burned in his heart, a reminder of his sins and the humiliation he had suffered.

He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep...

"We've found you."

When Louis opened his eyes, he found himself sitting at a conference table.

Across from him, Mr. Z was looking at him with a faint smile on his lips.

"I knew it... Hyakudochi's signal hadn't disappeared because a part of his mental entity had found a host, but I didn't expect it to be a member of the Rapid Response Division..."

Mr. Z reached out his hand, and Louis suddenly felt his mind churning violently.

"Ah..." he groaned.

“Oh… Baiduozhi is completely dead…” Mr. Z shook his head. “Let me see your brain… Strange, weren’t you from the First Division? Knowing that Euclid was going to attack, why didn’t you leak it to your comrades?”

“Get out of...my brain…” Louis growled.

"Let me take another look, don't rush..." Mr. Z murmured, "Oh... I see... You want to make a name for yourself, you want to be a hero..."

"You hate this Lin Chen... I can see that, haha, yeah, that kid actually thinks he can stand up to the Foundation all by himself, what an idiot..."

"Don't insult...my teammates..." Louis growled.

"Oh? Deep down, you're considering him a reliable teammate again?" Mr. Z chuckled. "I understand, you're just jealous of him, but you do enjoy the benefits he brings, don't you..."

"But you're so foolish, child. Do you really think someone like him climbed up the ladder step by step through his own efforts?"

“Don’t try to sow discord between me…” Louis’s eyes were bloodshot.

"I don't need to stir things up, because you'll soon see the truth..."

Mr. Z opened his arms and a slight smile played on his lips.

"He will kill Euclid and become the hero of the Rain City."

"He will join the Secret Service... to be precise, he will return to the Secret Service..."

"His path had already been carefully planned by the Secret Party, and everything was under their control."

"And the Secret Service's objectives... you can't even imagine how terrifying they are..."

Mr. Z gave Louis a creepy smile.

"Take your time to see the truth, young investigator. The dark side of this city is far more terrifying than you imagine..."

"Go and see for yourself what the Bureau of Investigation and the Secret Service are going to do to this city."

"...!"

Louis was jolted awake to find himself embraced by a storm, with the Rain City Star TV Tower not far away.

Beside the shattered floor-to-ceiling window on the 49th floor, Zhao Tianmu, leading a group of rebel soldiers, gazed into the distance, watching the storm bring Louis.

Upon landing, the storm knelt down and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Tianmu quickly stepped forward and directed the others to lift Louis onto the stretcher.

"Chief! Wake up!"

Louis felt a mask being pressed against his face, and a powerful sense of calm washed over him.

The pain in his body was fading, and he was enveloped in dreams once again.

"..."

"I'm actually quite envious of him."

Looking at Lin Chen receiving the award under the spotlight, Louis couldn't help but speak up.

Jiang Zhengge turned his head and saw the ambition in the boy's eyes.

Louis thought that perhaps Section Chief Jiang had already seen through him back then.

“But I still really want to climb a little higher,” he said softly.

He had no intention of betraying the Bureau of Investigation, but as it turned out, everything was developing in the direction Mr. Z had predicted.

Lin Chen killed Euclid, killing an Alpha-level demigod with a mortal body.

That day, in a corner of the cemetery, Louis overheard Black Sword and Lin Chen's conversation using a listening device he had placed by the roadside.

The Secret Party is a real entity.

Louis, who had been lurking on the dark web for a long time, had heard many rumors about this organization. Some said that this organization was the real shadow government of Rain City, some said that this organization was a secret society plotting to destroy the world, and some even believed that the Secret Party was essentially the shadow of the Foundation's high-level officials—a white glove radiating into the underground of Rain City.

But in any case, the facts have proven that Mr. Z was right.

One by one, his words were proven true, and Lin Chen climbed higher and higher, getting closer and closer to the power center of Yudu.

What are they going to do to this city?

Louis didn't know.

"You've really honed your skills on this whaler mission. Whether it was assisting us at the whale nest or helping the Rapid Response Division II protect the city, you've proven your abilities..."

"If you want to climb the ladder, you can try looking for the director's office?"

"If you're willing to start as a secretary."

Louis turned his head and met Jiang Zhengge's gaze.

"Of course I'm willing."

He said softly.

"After all, I'm still young, and I want more possibilities."

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

"His vital signs have stabilized. He has completely taken over the ruins of Baidozhi and become a demigod..."

"Ha, even so, it's a miracle he survived."

Louis slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying in a hospital bed.

Across from his bed, Mr. Z was sitting in a chair, watching him.

“Long time no see, Mr. Z…” Louis found his voice was very hoarse. “I didn’t expect you to come see me…”

"Of course."

Mr. Z stood up, slowly walked to Louis's side, and looked at him with a smile.

"After all, we're in the same boat, aren't we?"

Upon hearing this, Louis chuckled softly.

He certainly knew what Mr. Z meant by "sharing the same fate".

A pitiful creature whose brain was invaded by a psychic entity, which unexpectedly merged with his remnant soul, ultimately becoming a demigod.

They will have to endure another consciousness in their brains for the rest of their lives, and his occasional mutterings.

But this also makes them different from those fragile spiritual beings—they possess strong bodies, the power to manipulate minds, and even immortal consciousness...if they can possess another's body before they die.

“I thought I was just a discarded pawn,” Louis said in a low voice. “You came to see me, which means I still have some use, right?”

“After all, your accidental move has actually made a difference to you,” Mr. Z shrugged. “You mobilized more than half of the rebels to Pearl Beach, and now they only recognize you, not the Foundation.”

“Let me guess…you have a new plan to move forward, but you don’t have enough people,” Louis said with a smile.

"The Democracy Guardians launched several major offensives in the Liberty district, inflicting heavy losses on the Foundation's ground forces..."

Mr. Z shrugged.

"Our plan has reached its final stage, and we can't waste any more time."

Upon hearing Mr. Z's words, Louis closed his eyes.

Mr. Z was actually going to tell him about the plan.

Since Lin Chen joined the Secret Party, Louis has been leaking information to the Foundation, telling them about the Bureau of Investigation's next move.

It was all because... Mr. Z showed him the Secret Service's inhumane "historical collapse plan."

Even so, Louis remained unclear about the foundation's plans.

He had doubted his choice countless times, but when the night of betrayal arrived, there was no turning back.

"Boom!"

"Secret Party, Black Star is about to launch. All communications have been cut off. Historical stability alert level one."

Louis remembered sneaking into the director's office and seeing Hua Molan standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

At that moment, a voice in his mind began to speak:

"...Oh, it's about to begin, the History Collapse Project. The Secret Party fears the Foundation will change humanity's future, so they've decided to destroy this part of history..."