I write obituaries for the gods

Lin Chen looked at Oswald in the corner and immediately understood why Li Zhanyi said, "Don't play with him."

The gentleman's exposed skin was completely wrapped in bandages, and his black coat made him look like a bat poised to pounce, while the top hat on his head added a touch of elegance to his terrifying appearance.

But just from his light blue eyes, Lin Chen could sense a chilling aura honed by his long years of wandering in the shadows.

How terrifying! This character looks like the kind that's really scary.

"Hello, I'm Lin Chen." Lin Chen nodded to Oswald.

Oswald nodded in response, but otherwise said nothing.

He glanced at Lin Chen, then at Li Zhanyi, which startled Li Zhanyi so much that she quickly shrank behind Lin Chen.

"Alright, now that Kobayashi and Jin'i have brought the crucial information, let's get down to business."

Jiang Zhengge cleared his throat and called out to Lucy at the other end of the room:

"Lucy, the meeting is starting!"

"coming."

Lucy came over with a tray of drinks and handed them out to everyone.

Lin Chen and Li Zhanyi both got lattes, Louis got an espresso, and Jiang Zhengge got an iced Americano.

And Oswald... Lucy gave him a bottle of vodka.

“Let’s begin.” Lucy clapped her hands.

Lin Chen suppressed his curiosity to ask "why he can drink during work hours" and looked at the clue board:

"The Waldorf Hotel, in my memory, is it located near the Iron Cape Bridge?"

“Yes!” Li Zhanyi raised his hand. “I was on the rooftop of that hotel supporting you!”

“If the intelligence is correct, then we must prepare for action within three days,” Jiang Zhengge said. “Louis, do you have any information about this Rain City Star Film Carnival?”

“It’s quite popular; it’s a promotional event,” Louis said, standing at the table typing on his computer. “Many well-known directors from the US are here.”

“Then we still need to handle things as quietly as possible, without attracting too much attention,” Jiang Zhengge nodded. “We need to operate covertly. There is only one objective: to take away Zuo Xia’s door opener.”

"Will he carry it with him?" Li Zhanyi tilted her head.

"It was hard to say before, but after the bunker incident, even if the Foundation doesn't allow it, he will definitely find a way to carry it with him."

Jiang Zhengge revealed a "I have it all under control" smile.

“After all, if someone tries to harm him, he still has a chance to escape with the door opener.”

"This is also something we need to be careful about—we must not let him escape, and if necessary, we should kill the target."

"Oh, you got a kill permit from the pressure monster?" Lucy raised an eyebrow.

“I haven’t told Hua Molan yet,” Jiang Zhengge said with a slight smile, “According to her, the case has now involved the F Council and Euclid, and she wants to hold a meeting to discuss it.”

“No need to investigate,” Oswald said in a low voice. “If absolutely necessary, I’ll make it look like an accident.”

Indeed, he's a very scary character...

“No matter what, we don’t have time to wait,” Lin Chen shook his head slightly. “According to what Captain England said, the foundation’s plan is about to be implemented.”

Could that subspace city known as "Utopia" be that weapon?

What bothered Lin Chen was that he felt the city and the "Mirage City" seemed to have some similarities...

“Yes, the results of the investigation into the ruins of the bunker by the Third Division are in,” Louis looked up. “The subspace erosion characteristics of the bunker are consistent with the school incident.”

“This means that the Foundation used the same method in both incidents,” Jiang Zhengge rubbed his forehead. “A weapon that can drag reality into the subspace is most likely an entity.”

“This weapon is probably not at the stage where it can be used arbitrarily yet,” Lucy shrugged, “but I estimate it will be soon.”

“So we can’t wait for our dear Director to have a meeting,” Jiang Zhengge smiled. “Oswald, do you have any suggestions regarding the infiltration?”

Oswald shook his head:

"I'll go scout."

After saying that, he left the office.

"See? I told you he was hard to get along with!" Li Zhanyi peeked out from behind Lin Chen and looked at Oswald's figure disappearing through the door.

"It really is eerie."

Lin Chen glanced at the clue board and stared at the newly nailed photo of "Euclid" on it.

“Section Chief, I have another question,” he said. “Euclid’s appearance means our investigation is on the right track. But what if he shows up for this operation as well?”

"Do we have a way to defeat an Alpha-level demigod?"

......

Chapter 64 is outrageous! (Second update)

Alpha-level demigod.

After witnessing Euclid's overwhelming power firsthand, Lin Chen had no choice but to take him seriously as a target.

Professor Jürgen warned Lin Chen never to think of confronting an Alpha-level demigod head-on.

But Lin Chen knew that as long as the investigation continued, the confrontation with Euclid was only a matter of time.

"..."

Jiang Zhengge looked at Lin Chen, gently stroking his unshaven chin, and after thinking for a while, he finally spoke:

"We don't have a clear understanding of Euclid's specific power. The F Council has intervened too few times, so we simply can't build up enough knowledge about Alpha-level demigods. We can only speculate on their upper limit based on their classification."

"But even so, based on our experience with the demigods so far, every demigod will have flaws."

"The flaws of an Alpha-level demigod don't sound like they'll be easy to find," Li Zhanyi muttered.

“Take it one step at a time, there’s always a way out,” Jiang Zhengge chuckled. “Alpha-class isn’t as unattainable as you think. Aside from their extraordinary powers, they are essentially just mortals with huge flaws.”

Jiang Zhengge's gaze was somewhat evasive when he said this, and Lin Chen clearly noticed it.

It seems like this isn't his first encounter with an Alpha-level demigod?

Lin Chen wanted to ask a couple more questions, but then Li Zhanyi suddenly shouted:

Wow, wow, wow, this is amazing! We've got some juicy gossip to share!

"Where did it explode?" Lin Chen leaned closer.

"Shen Xuanyi and the foundation have been exposed!" Li Zhanyi held up her phone.

So fast? Everyone was amazed by Shen Xuanyi's efficiency.

Lin Chen had only received the materials in the morning, and the propaganda war had already begun in the afternoon. He thought Shen Xuanyi would wait for an opportunity or something.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. United Concrete Group has been forced into this situation, and if it drags on any longer, it will be beyond saving.

Lin Chen took out his phone, opened his blog, and clicked on the trending topics.

The top trending topic: United Concrete Group issued an announcement regarding the safety of the Tiejiao Bridge.

Lin Chen clicked on the trending topic and read Shen Xuanyi's post.

She revealed all the details of the Iron Cape Bridge design, including the bridge structure, construction process, and material flow.

"The mercenaries under the United Concrete Group successfully retrieved the original files from the bunker," Li Zhanyi read from the text. "She didn't mention the Investigation Bureau!"

"That's kind of you," Jiang Zhengge chuckled. "It allows us to remain in the shadows in the public discourse."

“She accused the foundation of extortion and forced acquisition of United Concrete Group,” Louis murmured. “There are phone recordings, edited video footage of the bunker incident that night, including footage of Captain England snatching the files.”

“There’s another trending topic,” Lin Chen refreshed the page. “It was posted by an anonymous account. It’s a clip from the Captain Britain crew leaving the victims to die in the school incident! The victims’ faces are blurred out, very meticulously.”

“And they even maliciously edited it, omitting the footage of us rescuing the victims,” Li Zhanyi laughed, “creating an effect of ‘the victims are dead,’ which both protected them and made the public outcry even more. It’s brilliant, really insidious.”

"Shen Xuanyi isn't a hothouse flower," Jiang Zhengge said with a smug look. "Ah... I always love seeing the foundation run into trouble..."

"Captain England's live stream is flooded with messages!" Li Zhanyi exclaimed excitedly.

Upon hearing this, Lin Chen hurriedly opened Captain England's live stream.

In the video, Captain England is still selling courses, but the comments section is already filled with insults, all calling him a "butcher" and a "murderer."

Lin Chen watched as the English captain's expression gradually shifted from calm to restraint, observing the curve of his lips twisting little by little.

“Fooking idiot!” he cursed in a broken London accent. “Those videos are obviously AI! Atifei Xiuying Ta La Junte!”

"You all believe that? Fook, my good buddy Optimus Prime suffered from the aftereffects of the Ironhorn Bridge incident. Before he died, he told me to protect you! Lads, believe me!"

Then, Lin Chen saw the SC message posted by someone else:

"Isn't Qingtian a side station from Nantong? Did you get promoted by giving him something? And the British captain? You're a rip-off (sweating soybeans)."

Then these SCs came one after another:

"Hey, he's getting anxious! He's a creepy guy who tricks abnormal entities into beating hostages (Tangyuan is not bad)."

"Who's down there, you or Qingtian?"

"You're right, but my youth was as the British captain, handling one gamma-level incident (obtaining the Sky-Piercing Soul Ring), zero beta-level incidents, and thirty-six delta-level incidents. My record isn't as good as the friendly entity 'Police Officer' of the Anomaly Investigation Bureau. But I sold 16470 sets of English conversation courses, and with this honor, I became a star-level demigod of the Foundation."

"This guy with the fake London accent, who likes to max out his resources, grease palms, shoot and edit Delta-class physical fish, has a bunch of fake honors, claims to be on par with Optimus Prime, but actually gets drowned in a Gamma-class ruin, just laughed (covers face and laughs)."

Looking at the barrage of comments flying everywhere, Captain England lowered his head, his fists clenched tightly.

"Aaaaaah!" he suddenly roared.

The next second, the screen disappeared, and the live stream was cut off.

"My defenses have been breached..." Lin Chen felt a sudden sense of relief.

“I also spent over thirty dollars on SC,” Louis said quietly, “the equivalent of two cups of milk tea.”

"You actually started playing around..." Lin Chen muttered to himself, glancing at Jiang Zhengge:

"Do we need to align ourselves with public opinion?"

"Let them fight it out first, while we stay in the shadows and reap the benefits."

Jiang Zhengge smiled and waved gently:

"Go about your own business, Louis. Work out a few infiltration plans for the Waldorf Hotel before dinner. Lucy... do as you please. Zhanyi, are you alright? If you're free, go to school. Your advisor wants to see you. Don't look at me like that; your studies are important too. Lin Chen, any plans?"

“I plan to go see Professor Jürgen,” Lin Chen said. “I plan to have him help me develop a ‘whale-sound bomb’.”

"Not bad, you've got a sense of responsibility," Jiang Zhengge nodded approvingly. "We'll come back here after dinner and have a meeting to discuss the specific plan."

"Alright, let's disperse."

......

Foundation's live broadcast room.

Captain England stared blankly at the live-streaming equipment that had been torn to pieces.

When those overwhelming barrages of comments flooded in, he seemed to have returned to his helpless childhood.

He was born in the countryside and grew up admiring the white people on television. He thought they looked incredibly handsome sitting in suits and top hats, enjoying afternoon tea on streets lined with Victorian buildings.

He worked hard to learn the British accent and improved his grades. Finally, after selling the few acres of land at home, he raised enough money to go to a joint high school and imagined that he could integrate into the world of higher civilization.

To accumulate credits, he engaged in intense competition at school, joining the rugby team in addition to his studies, because the winning team in each game would give all members a bonus to their GPA.

Then, in that fateful match...

Johnston, who later became known as "Optimus Prime," elbowed him into the ICU.

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Chapter 65 The City in a Puddle (Third Update, Please Read On)

“Ding Qilang, you can’t keep losing control like this. We will intervene if public opinion gets out of control, but your avoidance will be interpreted by the audience as cowardice and guilt.”

Captain England turned around and saw that Ms. J had been standing behind him at some point.

"I've had enough. Why am I selling courses via livestream?" the English captain muttered. "The resources I get are completely unequal to those at Johnston... Why? Is it because of my skin color?"

"The foundation only cares about the data. You're not good enough, that's all."

Ms. J gave a look to the staff member next to her, who carefully stepped forward and began to clean up the live broadcast equipment that the British captain had damaged.

Ms. J walked to the slightly trembling English captain and gently supported his shoulder:

"If they can't even handle this much public opinion, they'll never achieve anything great..."