Chapter 202

Qin Su looked at the data on Leichakan's betrayal of Xuan Jingcheng, which was still being processed on one of the many pages.

This time, he didn't have to defend himself; He Muzhi hadn't slandered him at all.

From the moment he learned that he was coming to Leichakan and that Xuan Jingcheng would most likely gravitate towards He Muzhi, he made up his mind to create opportunities for Xuan Jingcheng to be alone with He Muzhi.

He Muzhi is meticulous, as are most of the students in Class 6). Xuan Jingcheng He Muzhi, even though he thought he had concealed it well, in reality, he could only hide the difference in his gaze towards He Muzhi compared to others for a short time. It was only a matter of time before the people around him noticed.

But that's far from enough.

Without evidence, let alone He Muzhi, even if someone inexplicably told him that someone was a traitor, he wouldn't believe it.

He needed sufficient evidence to persuade He Muzhi to take action against Xuan Jingcheng.

His original plan was to start with the Osotaria Garrison, find conclusive evidence of Xuan Jingcheng's connection with the Ossotalia Empire's Garrison, and let He Muzhi see the fact that Xuan Jingcheng had betrayed Leichakan.

You won't believe it until you check, and what you find will shock you.

He originally thought that Xuan Jingcheng would get the chance to go to the Saint Parknia Planet, where the Fourth Military Academy is located, by making meritorious contributions in the war between Leichakan and the Ossotalia Empire through his own 'good luck'.

Who would have thought that from the very first day that the Leichakan 299th Military Academy was involved in the war and sent to the Visana Town to evacuate the town's residents, Xuan Jingcheng killed his roommate. Then, by killing his fellow group members one by one and arranging them, he sent a message to the Osotaria Garrison. In less than a day, he made contact with the Ossotalia Empire's Garrison.

Afterwards, thanks to his good luck on the battlefield and his targeted flattery, Xuan Jingcheng gained the favor of many Federation War Zone Supervisors and passed on the intelligence he obtained from their conversations to the Ossotalia Empire Garrison.

According to the content of their communication, Xuan Jingcheng, out of jealousy that Aldrich had once been in the same Fourth Military Academy as He Muzhi, offered Aldrich to the Ossotalia Empire's Garrison. Evan, who was in charge of contacting Xuan Jingcheng, expressed great admiration for Xuan Jingcheng's mentality during their negotiations, saying that he was born in the wrong place and would surely have a great future in the Empire.

Xuan Jingcheng then shared all the information he knew about his family in batches, promising to use his position to spread the Virus from their respective territories at the opportune time, thereby extracting several sums of money from them...

Unexpectedly, plans don't always go as expected, and the unexpected happened suddenly. Xuan Jingcheng's patience with people other than He Muzhi was far lower than he had anticipated. Xuan Jingcheng, who wasn't near He Muzhi, didn't even bother to pretend and directly revealed his true colors.

This surprised not only Raymond, but also him.

If he had been any faster, one less innocent person would have lost their life. The fleeting pleasure brought by Xuan Jingcheng's death vanished, and the corners of his mouth turned down.

Watching the words constantly flowing across the screen in front of him, Qin Su continued working based on the keywords highlighted in red.

Even if Xuan Jingcheng is dead, this evidence must be made public.

Seeing Qin Su's lips suddenly curve into a smile before quickly turning cold and his expression gloomy, McCarthy: "...?"

If he couldn't understand or read it, fine, but why did Qin Su's face suddenly become sunny one moment and gloomy the next? Qin Su's unpredictable mood made McCarthy's skin crawl, his skin tightened even more, and his breathing became even shallower than before.

'Although he didn't know the specifics of what happened, nor who He Wenyuan was, judging from the name—the same as He Muzhi's— and the fact that Qin Su noticed him, there was a high probability that he was a relative of He Muzhi. Therefore, the most likely truth was that Qin Su had killed He Muzhi's family behind his back.'

Did He Muzhi actually know that Qin Su played the role of a good person in front of him, but stabbed his relatives in the back and even killed them?

Upon reaching this point in his analysis, McCarthy shuddered.

'Whether He Muzhi knew it or not, his judgment of Qin Su seemed to be correct from beginning to end. Qin Su could never be a good person. The savior image he presented to the world was nothing more than a trick to manipulate people's hearts. How could He Muzhi not also be a puppet in Qin Su's hands?'

In this sense, the Federation is no different from the Ossotalia Empire in Qin Su's eyes. If Qin Su had chosen the Ossotalia Empire from the beginning, the situation would be completely different today.

McCarthy: "..."

'It's somewhat balanced now.'

Qin Su caught McCarthy's gaze, which he tried to control but which was still conspicuously peeking at him. He ignored it and glanced at the time and the areas that the three search and rescue teams had illuminated.

'The search and rescue operation is almost over.'

Withdrawing his gaze, Qin Su quickened his pace.

--

"You mean, before our Class Monitor came here, he not only knew that Xuan Jingcheng would be hanging around you, but he also knew that Xuan Jingcheng was an undercover agent or a traitor?"

He Muzhi nodded. "That's what I suspect."

He was even deliberately telling Raymond this to take advantage of Raymond's personality, hoping to make Raymond unable to hold back and ask Qin Su.

He would never have done something like this before. Realizing he was becoming increasingly sinister, He Muzhi guiltily looked away from Raymond and said to him, "Let's go, let's go down and search again."

"No way, the stacks below are piled up like a mountain."

He Muzhi couldn't see clearly without Visual Helmet, but his Combat Suit was intact, and he could see the situation below clearly. When they went down, Xuan Jingcheng had already been gnawed beyond recognition, and no one could recognize him anymore.

"I still feel uneasy," He Muzhi softly, "I still want to confirm it myself."

He not only became gloomy, but also developed a habit of being paranoid.

"Alright." The area our team was responsible for had been cleared not long ago, and the Warship had returned. Now, the second and third rounds of search and rescue are underway. "Considering the complete trust you placed in me just now, I'll accompany you."

Raymond sighed, "You have no idea how much psychological pressure I was under back then! I had to act while constantly monitoring the distance between you and me, terrified that if I wasn't careful, you would really fall, and that would be the end of my life."

He Muzhi was slightly behind, was taken aback upon hearing this, then coughed awkwardly. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally told Raymond the truth, "Actually, I don't really trust him either."

"Hmm?" Raymond tilted his head suspiciously. "What do you mean?"

He Muzhi didn't look Raymond in the eye, his steps unwavering, his tone guilty. "I had already decided before I flew out that if Xuan Jingcheng didn't grab me as we planned, I would not hesitate to strangle his head with my legs."

He might be willing to risk his life, but he wouldn't actually do it. He could die, but to die because of seducing Xuan Jingcheng would be so terrible that he'd want to crawl out of his grave and slap himself repeatedly.

With Xuan Jingcheng's head as support, and having gained the upper hand, he could still straighten up and, before Xuan Jingcheng could recover from his mistake, slit his throat with a knife and then grab the rope around Xuan Jingcheng's waist to hang himself.

The reason he didn't do that from the beginning was that he was genuinely puzzled about just how important he was to Xuan Jingcheng, this inexplicable stranger.

If Xuan Jingcheng ignores the danger and runs away because he disregards his own life, it would indirectly prove that Qin Su knows Xuan Jingcheng has special feelings for him.

Under such circumstances, there is a greater than 60% chance that he deliberately allowed Xuan Jingcheng to stay by his side because he really did have some kind of relationship with Xuan Jingcheng in the past, but he just doesn't remember it.

'Her hair color is similar to mine, and they even look a bit alike. Are they related?'

It is indeed possible that the He Family has relatives on every planet.

"So, is there a traitor among the He Family relatives? Qin Su wants to see if, after discovering the anomaly, he will spare Xuan Jingcheng out of kinship, or will he remain steadfast in his loyalty to the Federation and personally kill his friend and kin?"

Judging from the current situation, this seems to be the test. If you think about it carefully, he was fortunate that he could act without any sentimentality, even though he didn't know the other party at all, based on facts.

If he and Xuan Jingcheng were already acquainted as 'relatives and friends,' then the choice between family ties and responsibility would indeed be difficult for many people. Qin Su... now starting to make him get used to choosing between these two options?

Raymond clutched his heart, his face contorted with hurt as he accused, "He Muzhi, you've changed! Am I still your favorite...?"

His chaotic thoughts were interrupted. He Muzhi pursed his lips speechlessly, unable to bear it any longer, and interrupted, "No."

"That hits home!" Raymond snapped out of his reverie in a second, asking the question that had been nagging at him, "I have another question."

He Muzhi's expression was blank. "Speak."

"He Muzhi, I've heard from Lailisi that you've always liked picking up and rescuing people since you were little. Was Xuan Jingcheng rescued by you, which is why you treat him so specially?"

He saved him and then killed him. He was shocked by how swiftly He Muzhi acted. As for him... whenever he thought of the name 'Xuan Jing,' he always suspected that he had some connection with the Xuan Family, and he felt uneasy.

"I don't remember." He Muzhi looked at the pile of mangled corpses of the Living Dead in front of him and reminded Raymond, "We're here. Give me the Incendiary Bombs you have."

'With this level of density, even if you flipped through it, you wouldn't be able to tell the difference. Whether they burn early or late, it's all the same; it doesn't matter if they burn now.'

The Prisoners injected with the Virus, sent by the Ossotalia Empire, have been roaming the Visana Town for some time now. The townspeople are no match for them, and many have been so disfigured that they cannot be identified by their faces alone.

To stop the Living Dead, you need to smash their heads and limbs.

The sheer volume of human remains, with countless severed limbs and fragments mixed together, makes the task of examining each individual fragment and piecing them back together into a coherent body incredibly complex, even if Genetic Testing can identify the corpse.

Leichakan lacks the financial, material, and human resources to support such sorting operations.

Even more dangerous is that these shattered bodies all come from the Living Dead, and no one knows whether the fragments of flesh might harbor or mutate into Virus even more powerful than Doom473 Virus.

According to the procedures stipulated by the Leichakan authorities, whether they were Prisoners sent from the Ossotalia Empire or residents of the town who had been infected with the Living Dead Virus and could no longer recover, they would be burned on the spot.

After that, the Visana Town will likely be surrounded, but no one will be allowed to enter.

[He shielded you from Alpha, Omega, and Beta, killed so many people and did so much to win your heart. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he betrayed the whole world for you. In the end, he even thought of saving you, and all you say is "I don't remember"? How could you do this to him? He Muzhi, you have no heart! You will regret losing him in the end. On behalf of Yuanbao, I curse you to have a guilty conscience for the rest of your life (dripping blood cleaver) (dripping blood cleaver)]

[What's the point of moral blackmail by these "Plague God" fans? If they're so capable, they should just do what the real idol does and see who's going to tolerate them then.]

[Damn, that's ruthless, practically killing him out of his spirit, leaving him no way out at all. Even if we take a step back, doesn't He Muzhi bear any responsibility for everything he did? At the end of the day, he's just a child starved for love. He Muzhi shown him more care and love, none of this would have happened.]

[So sad, Yuan is so heartbroken]

[A forced attempt to fabricate a story about a dead person?]

[This episode is rife with supernatural content. They've just learned a word and are using it everywhere. Don't rush to cry over the grave; read He Muzhi's words carefully. It seems your A Yuan is facing another tribulation after death.]

[That's too cruel! He Muzhi from the beginning. The current He Muzhi doesn't deserve my darling.]

[According to your logic, if I didn't get into Peking University, it's all the school's fault. If Peking University had admitted me, this whole "I didn't get in" thing wouldn't have happened, right?]

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Raymond understood what He Muzhi meant. He tossed some of the Incendiary Bombs to He Muzhi, took the rest for himself, and He Muzhi each walked in a different direction.

Finally, the two circled around again, reunited, and carefully placed the Incendiary Bomb with its fuse still wrapped around it at the last moment.

"I'll do it, I'll do it." Raymond, considering that He Muzhi might have just killed one of the people he had saved, and that He Muzhi might not be in a good mood, volunteered to take on the task. He also made an excuse to reassure He Muzhi not to overthink it, "My Combat Suit isn't damaged; if it catches fire, I can run fast."

"Tsk." Raymond finished speaking without forgetting to boast, "I really am a genius, and things are going pretty smoothly."

"Thanks."

He Muzhi, who was not in Combat Suit, was able to escape at his speed and naturally understood that Raymond meant well.

However... the thought that Qin Su was testing him in this way now, perhaps foreseeing that he might encounter a similar situation in the future where he would have to 'deal with his relatives and friends', made him feel heavy-hearted.

With a loud bang, the Incendiary Bomb was instantly ignited by Raymond immediately retreated to He Muzhi's side.

Looking at the raging fire not far away, Raymond whispered, "That way, the bag is completely safe."

[Wreath]

[Silence]

[Lighting candles]

[Waaaaah, your life was so worthless]

[I hope I never run into that heartless, ungrateful bastard He Muzhi again in my next life.]

[This person who supports the Plague God has truly warped their values to the extreme.]

The third rescue team members passed by and were not surprised to see this scene. They thought that the people of Class 6 were indeed worthy of their reputation, doing a lot of work and being meticulous. Not only had the search and rescue ended, but they had also killed a large number of Living Dead and burned them. They called out to remind them, "We are almost done, you should leave too."

After the two finished responding, Raymond looked at the temperature detected by his Visual Helmet and said to He Muzhi, "It's over 600 degrees. Let's go."

The remaining residents of the Visana Town were rescued, and then Leichakan could conduct a joint survey based on the original list of town residents.

Once the list is released, the world will know how many residents have tragically perished in this Virus attack by the Ossotalia Empire.

He Muzhi nodded, and the two left together.

With no survivors and surrounded by ruins destroyed by the forced Hyperspace Jump and bombing by the Ossotalia Empire's Garrison, the temperature would remain like this for about half an hour. With triple protection, there shouldn't be any more accidents.

Qin Su was alone, and in less than an hour, it was impossible for him to finally sort out all the information from the sea of data transmitted to his Optical Brain.

Seeing the three different colors on the map completely cover the Visana Town, signifying the end of the three rounds of search and rescue, Qin Su could only temporarily close all the pages that filled the entire office and order an evacuation across all communications, instructing everyone to wait at the Weapons Assembly Points gathered from various War Zones.

As soon as He Muzhi returned to the Warship, he heard Qin Su's familiar voice in his ear. While following orders to lead his crew to evacuate, He Muzhi glanced at Raymond, who was pacing back and forth in the distance, looking restless. He avoided his crew and went to the Warship Control Console, where he mustered his courage and sent Single-Frequency Communication request to Qin Su.

Qin Su was about to get up from his chair and leave with McCarthy when he saw the request from He Muzhi. He could roughly guess what it was about and chose to accept.

"What is it?" Qin Su asked knowingly.

"Class Monitor." He Muzhi inwardly berated himself, fearing Qin Su wouldn't bother answering, but outwardly tried to build rapport by addressing Qin Su politely, "May I ask if it would be convenient for you to tell me, is Xuan Jingcheng related to my family in any way?"

Despite the pangs of his conscience, He Muzhi asked the question that had been nagging at him before Raymond could.

Given Raymond's personality, if they see Qin Su at the Weapons Assembly Point, he won't have the chance to speak first.

Raymond unconsciously considered his feelings, which only made him seem more ugly and scheming. The more he knew and thought, the less he could control his twisted mentality. Before he completely sank into the quagmire, he tried to struggle.

Qin Su: "No."

'It has nothing to do with the He Family, but it does have something to do with He Muzhi.'

Hearing the expected question, Qin Su still didn't tell He Muzhi Xuan Jingcheng was He Wenyuan's doing, and calmly stated, "He himself has no connection whatsoever with the identity of Xuan Jingcheng."

Qin Su deliberately guided He Muzhi to think of 'Xuan Jingcheng' as a stranger, so that He Muzhi would soon forget about 'Xuan Jingcheng' as well.

"...?"

He Muzhi's expression showed obvious confusion, but he quickly realized what was going on. Seizing the opportunity of Qin Su's good mood to answer his question, he lowered his voice and eagerly stated his guess, "Class Monitor, do you mean that Xuan Jingcheng himself is dead, and the 'Xuan Jingcheng' that Raymond and I killed was actually the one who took over the original Xuan Jingcheng's identity?"

'Sure enough, judging from the Class Monitor's calm and collected tone, he knew everything from the beginning. That's why he didn't seem puzzled by my question at all, knowing I would ask it, and even told me something I didn't know. Doesn't this prove that the Class Monitor is satisfied with his performance?'

"That's right." Qin Su glanced at McCarthy, who had overheard his words and seemed to have sensed something, becoming restless and frequently glancing at Evan's corpse on the ground. "Is there anything else?"

He Muzhi: "... That's all, thank you, Class Monitor. I understand. Goodbye, Class Monitor."

Qin Su would neither deceive him nor have any reason to; he must be telling the truth.

So, the truth is that Qin Su discovered the anomaly in Xuan Jingcheng's identity, but was simply giving him the opportunity to decide whether to act decisively against the traitor.

So his previous dark speculation that Qin Su was trying to train him to be decisive in harming his relatives and friends... how dark he was. Xuan Jingcheng was just a simple undercover agent or traitor, nothing more.

[Who said Qin Su didn't know Xuan Jingcheng's little schemes?]

[I knew everything was under Su Bao's control!]

[Qin Su didn't say Xuan Jingcheng was He Wenyuan; he only knew Xuan Jingcheng wasn't a good person. Otherwise, why wouldn't he tell He Muzhi?]

Is it possible that the Boss 1 knows everything but just doesn't want He Muzhi to know that Xuan Jingcheng is He Wenyuan?

[Why wouldn't I want to? It can't be that I don't want Xuan Jingcheng to think that He Muzhi recognized me as He Wenyuan and feel good about it, right? Impossible, Qin Su would never be that kind of perverse.]

[Whatever the reason, the thought that He Muzhi didn't even know he was He Wenyuan when Xuan Jingcheng died, and that He Wenyuan He Muzhi didn't know he had killed He Wenyuan, only thinking he was a villain who had usurped the throne, makes me feel very gratified.]

Qin Su ended the single-frequency communication, stood up, drew the weapon from his side, and aimed it at Evan, who was standing next to McCarthy.

Having watched it so many times, even if he didn't know Evan would 'come back to life,' he could see through the trickery and destroyed Evan's body just in case.

McCarthy was clearly used to being fawned over in a high position, and hadn't really handled or run any tasks that required quick reflexes in a long time. Even the task of hiding his true thoughts seemed unfamiliar to him.

Upon seeing Qin Su's actions, McCarthy quickly averted his gaze from Evan, his heart pounding nervously and his palms sweating profusely.

' Qin Su had clearly left many pages of data to be filled in, so why did he suddenly stop? Damn it, it's not time for Evan's 'resurrection' yet, what am I supposed to do now?'

Bang!

McCarthy's mind was still racing with a jumble of thoughts, and he was keeping his head down, avoiding Qin Su's gaze, when he heard a scraping sound. Before he could react, a piercing sound rang out beside him.

Startled, he dodged to the side and saw that one side of his body was covered in shredded flesh from the explosion.

McCarthy looked to his side in panic and saw Evan's body blown open with a bloody hole.

Bang bang--

Several more incessant shots rang out, shattering the outer shell of the Combat Suit. Only then did Qin Su activate the single-person Comic Capture Camera.

The subsequent bullets made direct contact with the body inside the shattered Combat Suit, pulverizing it with ease.

When McCarthy wiped the blood smeared all over his face and looked again, Evan's body was just a mass of flesh that could never be pieced back together. Even though his whole body was covered in the Doom473 Virus, he could no longer stand up to help him.

'It's over. Evan has lost his chance to become Living Dead. So who will give him the opportunity to distract Qin Su and press the self-destruct button?'

McCarthy had barely thought of this as his plan was thwarted when he caught a glimpse of Qin Su pointing a gun at his head out of the corner of his eye, and he trembled like a leaf.

"!"

"Wait! Please wait a minute!" McCarthy, whose heart had nearly stopped from fright, urgently reminded Qin Su, "Didn't you say you wouldn't kill me?"

What are we doing now?

"Oh." Qin Su knew immediately that McCarthy had misunderstood his behavior. Without offering an explanation, he expressionlessly went along with McCarthy's line of thought, saying confidently, "It's me who will kill you now."

The one who promised McCarthy he wouldn't kill him was the former him; what does that have to do with the current him?

He's now a staunch 'idealist' fighter; whatever he says goes, he's the one who has the final say.

McCarthy: "???"

No, Qin Su, how could you do this!