Whose world-class drama are they criticizing?

"That man is far more handsome and domineering than Duncan or Ryan, not to mention he's the inheritor of a thousand-year-old intangible cultural heritage..."

You're the most shameless one!

Ryan and Duncan glared angrily at Matthew.

...

In conclusion, after some twists and turns, the registration information was finally completed.

When he discovered that all his undercover agents had betrayed him...

Aside from his initial instinct to protect his food after it was taken away, Ryan wasn't angry at all; instead, he felt joy.

The more they betray me, the more it proves I did the right thing.

The fact that so many people are dissatisfied with the defection shows that what Ryan did was absolutely right.

Only by disgusting even your own people can you disgust the players.

Moreover, in essence, Lu Ming's secret service did not betray Ryan, because the master they served was not Ryan to begin with.

Grand Duke Lawrence's mission was to save Ryan's life while simultaneously sabotaging him by any means necessary.

Joining the opposing side certainly fits Archduke Lawrence's definition of ruthless.

With this in mind, Ryan no longer found anything strange.

His eyes narrowed, and he burst forth with fighting spirit: But unfortunately, dog food is only for the strong, and none of you are worthy to compete with me for it!

After registration is completed, we will begin discussing the specific undercover plan.

Ryan and the other two stopped pretending.

“To be honest,” Ryan coughed lightly, no longer pretending to be a fool, and revealed his true identity directly: “I’m actually the ‘idiot who opened the door for your dad’ that the deacon specifically requested.”

Matthew and Duncan also identified themselves.

Stand tall and proud, ready to bask in the envious glances of those below.

"Does your opinion make it so?"

The others, however, remarked that as expected of those trained by the Lu family, they were all equally shameless.

"I am!"

"I am the one who is clearly the one."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"The name belongs to whoever has the ability."

"Stop fooling yourselves!" The Ash Cultists scoffed after listening to their argument for so long. "Do you really think I know nothing?"

"You guys?"

"To be reduced to tears by a mere Ryan Luming, does he even deserve it?"

He revealed his keen insight and immediately saw through the imposters in front of him.

"You should know that these three were personally selected by Lord Lich, the top three in the Gray City Design Competition. Especially that 'Idiot, Open the Door for Your Dad' design, the world he created was absolutely amazing and astonishing. Could it be you?"

Ryan thought to himself that this believer had good judgment and hadn't let him suffer an injustice.

"To tell you the truth."

The Gray Death cultist sneered, "'Idiot, open the door for your father' is actually the alternate account of our Gray Death Cult's honorary saintess. The saintess has already revealed her identity today!"

What the hell?

Ryan's eyes widened. Were these Grey Death cultists blind?

Such an ugly nickname with such a dark history, why would someone with the title of "Honorary Saintess" want to fight over it?

Who is the honorary saintess of Gray Dead City?

reputation?

He frowned; this was not mentioned at all in the original timeline's setting.

Someone else is trying to steal his dog food.

Ryan's eyes sharpened.

"The other two smaller accounts belong to the Holy Sons of the 'Eternal Slumber Cult' and the 'Night Cult', both belonging to the [Death] faction."

The 'Death' curse is the original curse, which has branched into many third-generation curses.

The Curse of Eternal Sleep and the Curse of Night are also included.

Ryan hadn't expected that this matter would involve three holy sons and daughters of the Holy See, and even more people... Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Ryan grew increasingly worried. Would there be enough of this "dog food" (a Chinese slang term for public displays of affection) to go around...?

Moreover, these holy sons and daughters are shameless; they even stole their three alternate accounts.

"So you're just outsourcing contractors," the Death Cultist said calmly. "Even though it's outsourcing, based on the intelligence you've contributed, we might still be able to give you permanent positions."

Upon hearing about the opportunity to become a permanent employee, Ryan's eyes lit up; everyone wants a permanent position and to enjoy the company of their partner.

He was about to share classified information about Ryan—

Then we heard Lu Ming's secret agents speaking enthusiastically.

“I have a portrait of Ryan Lumin!”

Henry's subordinate replied that he had handed a portrait to the Death Cultists.

The Death Cultist unfolded it, took a look, and nodded; the intelligence was indeed accurate.

Just as the Book of Hatred of the Dwarves records, Ryan Lumin has a horse face.

After reading it, he looked at Ryan with pity, thinking to himself how insecure this kid must be to be jealous of a horse-faced guy.

"I have a map of Chuguang City!"

The sanitation worker responsible for sweeping the streets also raised his hand and took out a marked map with tips for passing various levels.

But when Ryan looked closely, he discovered that all the advice was half true and half false, or rather, misleading information was mixed in with the facts.

For example, "Treasure Chest Ahead" was written in front of a room disguised as a trap, "Unobstructed Path Ahead" was written on a door that couldn't be opened, "Desperate Situation Ahead" was written on a house in Rice Flower Town, and "No Horse Ahead" was written in front of Ryan's bedroom...

It seems the last piece of advice was correct.

Ryan's eyes widened.

More members of the secret service presented well-founded intelligence.

From Ryan's three meals a day to his daily life and even his magical realm, according to their descriptions, Ryan Lumin was a man with a horse's face and a bear's waist, a round face, large ears, a straight nose, and a square mouth, whose favorite food was eating people...

The cultists were convinced; only a demon with such a formidable appearance could command respect.

Otherwise, how could he have defeated the three deacons?

At the same time, he looked at Ryan with even more pity, actually jealous of such an ugly guy.

Ryan is furious! Don't you have any shame?!

Using fake information to trick people into giving them dog food (a Chinese slang term for online slang), how unprofessional!

"And what about you?"

The Death Cult looked at Ryan; this kid was shouting the loudest, so he must have some pretty confidential information.

Ryan, Duncan, and Matthew exchanged a glance, smiled confidently, and handed over the true intelligence map of Chuguang City, the addresses of the players in Daohua Town, and his own self-portrait to the Death Cult.

"Don't you have any shame?!"

After reading it, the Death Cult members were enraged and angrily rebuked Ryan and his two companions:

"Using fake information to trick people into giving them dog food (a Chinese slang term for online slang), how unprofessional!"

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"You guys are not professional at all."

The Gray Death Church stared at Ryan and his two companions with disdain.

"Trying to fool me with this kind of fake information?" he said proudly. "Do you think you can fool my discerning eyes?"

"Putting everything else aside, this Ryan Luming clearly has a horse face and a head of long, shiny black hair, as clearly recorded in the authoritative dwarven document, the Book of Hatred."

He pointed out the most obvious mistake: "How could someone be so handsome?"

Ryan can learn two lessons from this failure.

First, no one will believe you if you tell the truth.

Secondly, never talk to dwarves while riding a horse again.

Seeing that Ryan was speechless after being refuted, the cultist pressed his advantage:

"Don't underestimate our intelligence network. Do you think I don't know anything?"

"According to the tradition of the Lu Ming family, only handsome men are kept at home as breeding tools. How could they be exiled to this harsh and cold place, Wuguang Territory?"

That's really the logic.

Duncan was convinced, and he looked at Ryan with dissatisfaction: "Did you get plastic surgery?"

Ryan was speechless.

If you're going to say his intelligence network is terrible, they even know the secret of the Lu family head's principle of "passing the leadership to the best, not the worst."

If you're going to say their intelligence network is impressive, their source of information is the dwarves' "Book of Hatred".

'What you consider authoritative literature, I treat as a joke, you know?'

The Ash Death cultists knew they had won, and once again exposed the heretics' scheme.

As for the other intelligence Ryan handed over, such as the map of the City of Light, the secret room, the location of the Lightless Ones, etc... since even the most basic appearance is wrong, there's no need to look at the other intelligence; it must all be wrong!

He threw the large stack of documents directly into the fire.

Ryan was furious but dared not speak out. He never expected that his betrayal would fail.

With a wave of his hand, the Gray Death Cult distributed rewards to everyone in Lu Ming's Dark Division, except for Ryan and his two companions, giving each of them a gold coin.

This was the first paycheck Lu Ming's secret service received after arriving in Wuguang Territory.

Their eyes were filled with tears.

I never imagined that I could earn so much extra money by selling fake information.

That's equivalent to gambling on a bridge for a month.

Henry's hands were shaking as he took the money.

At the same time, he stared at Ryan with suspicion. Everyone in the Dark Division knew that what Ryan gave was real. Where did this guy get the information?

Are there traitors in Chuguang City?

What unexpected surprises awaited?

Lu Ming's secret service consisted of professional assassins, and at this moment, they were all caught in a fierce mental battle.

The information Ryan provided was extremely detailed and accurate, as if he had witnessed it firsthand. Some of the information was so private that even they were unaware of it.

This kid has a complicated background; the person behind it must be someone close to Ryan, and someone of a very high status.

Based on all the intelligence gathered, Henry felt he had guessed the truth—Miss Jasmine must have betrayed him.

We need to find a way to warn Ryan, lest he fall victim to this scoundrel's schemes.

Henry had long suspected their superior, Jasmine. The missions she issued had been inconsistent, and yesterday she even became the acting city lord by using a promotion device. The real city lord, Lord Ryan, must have been imprisoned by this wicked woman and beaten to his knees to work as a star.

The situation was critical, and Henry acted decisively, bypassing his superior Jasmine and directly conveying his suspicions to Lu Ming's magician.

Shortly after, Grand Duke Lawrence replied, and Sword Saint Lu Ming issued the following stern instructions:

"That's great! Holy crap, that's awesome!"

...In short, that's the situation.

With the Grand Duke Lawrence's supreme instructions, they dared not touch Jasmine, this big fish, but Henry had to find a way to eliminate this traitor in front of them.

Then they can receive a reward from Ryan and a salary from the cult, which is a win-win situation!

Facing the watchful eyes of the surrounding spies, as if they were observing a group of people about to receive a second-class merit award... Ryan's face darkened even more.