The Dragon King's Shed Scale

On this day, several Bound Captive, including a middle-aged man, noticed something amiss.

They immediately reported their findings to their superiors.

But their superiors clearly didn't take this small matter to heart.

After all, the Human Race is currently engaged in fierce external wars.

The frequent reports of victory back to the rear made all sectors of Human Race society welcome the complete defeat of the Sea Race.

Therefore, it's normal to have more publicity about this.

However, the next day, someone else reported the matter.

This time, it wasn't just four or five people, but dozens of people who noticed something was wrong.

Propaganda about war is understandable, but the appearance of certain Sea Race cities is too frequent.

It's like some kind of subtle hypnosis.

These cities are the first ones that come to mind when people think about waging war abroad.

The Yinling Sect, or rather the newly Bound Captive temporarily in charge of overseeing the Chou City, finally realized what was happening.

The former high-ranking members of the Yinling Sect, who were in charge, were instantly drenched in sweat.

Only about two months had passed since the destruction of the Jade Swallow Continent branch.

These people had just been cleared of suspicion of treason and were barely clinging to life.

I don't want this inexplicable accident to arouse suspicion from my superiors once again.

"We must immediately find the source of this covert propaganda about these Sea Race cities and then eliminate it!"

"Some printing plants lack a sound review mechanism and should be shut down for rectification!"

These brochures, posters, and leaflets were naturally produced by the Human Race's printing plants.

Many elders of the Yinling Sect had no intention of delving into the reasons behind this matter.

All they knew was that this incident could threaten the stable life they had worked so hard to achieve.

Therefore, we want to stop this phenomenon as soon as possible.

And so, through their thought process, they came up with the idea of shutting down and rectifying the printing factory.

That practically sealed the fate of those printing factories.

Clearly, these elders have not completely detached themselves from their leadership roles.

My brain is still not working properly.

The former leader of the Yinling Sect sighed.

He shouldn't have placed his hopes on these old folks who spend years in seclusion and practicing asceticism.

However, considering that they had just broken through to the next level and were forced to become Bound Captives, the sect leader did not intend to let them go unattended.

He spoke slowly, offering a reminder.

"Before proceeding, we should first report to our superiors and solicit their opinions on how to handle this matter."

These words were like a bucket of cold water, easily extinguishing the elders' enthusiastic discussion.

The air fell silent.

A moment later, the leader of the Yinling Sect, who had just dampened everyone's enthusiasm and was sitting at the head of the table, continued to speak.

"Everyone, it is our duty to promptly report any abnormalities discovered within our jurisdiction."

"Please refrain from any rash actions in this matter."

The implication is that this is a warning to understand one's current position.

As Bound Captive, they have no decision-making power and are prohibited from acting without authorization.

The meeting has ended.

But the impact of this incident is far from over.

The following day, a report about "a large number of specific Sea Race city propaganda appearing inside Chou City" was sent to the headquarters of the Bound Captive deep inside the Zi City council building.

This department's responsibility is to share the daily tasks that Suo Qiaoyun of the Human Race's Heaven-Controlling Realm needs to handle.

Things that don't trigger the chains on the Bound Captive are generally not too urgent.

Therefore, if a report is submitted to the Heaven-Controlling Realm, the Headquarters of the Bound Captive will first review it.

If the above matters are not essential, the management headquarters will record them and then dispatch personnel to resolve them.

However, this report involved children.

Even if it was just a matter of printing more pictures of the Sea Race City in the newspapers, the management headquarters dared not take any rash action.

Ultimately, they are all Bound Captive, so how much more powerful can they really be than other Bound Captive?

The document didn't stay at the Bound Captive center for long before it was passed up again.

So it wasn't long before Suo Qiaoyun saw the report.

Unlike those Bound Captive, Suo Qiaoyun knew almost everything about the Human Race.

Therefore, she immediately thought of something.

The Sea Race city mentioned in the report coincides with the military's recent decision to launch the next offensive target.

Manipulating public opinion and subtly influencing it to control the actions and goals of the Human Race.

Suo Qiaoyun believed that the fact that this propaganda could influence military decisions meant that it was definitely not just something that happened in the Chou City.

It's very likely that it has already spread to various Human Race settlements.

"Someone come here," Suo Qiaoyun, her eyes slightly lowered, a hint of anger rising in her gaze after being offended, "Investigate the 'transfer stations' behind these people."

Given the way the Sea Race do things, the person in charge of carrying out the task must be a pawn who knows nothing about it.

This will only be useful if we catch the 'transfer station' or the guys further down the chain.

However, despite the thorough investigation, Suo Qiaoyun had no intention of changing her target.

Since it's a city of Sea Race where slaughter is rampant anyway, there's no harm in going along with the Sea Race's wishes.

Presumably, the Sea Race will Human Race to storm into the city and plunder it.

Those Bound Captive within the Human Race who were temporarily without missions began to stir.

Like a pack of hounds that have caught the scent of prey, they roamed freely in every corner of the city.

They followed the newsboys who roamed the streets, the printing factory owners, and ordinary people gossiping.

Intensive tracking and searching led to the discovery of numerous "transfer stations" left behind by the Sea Race.

Meanwhile, in Chongming City, the capital of the Sea Race.

As the Crown Prince, Yuanli immediately received numerous reports of deaths and disappearances of his spies.

He remained calm and immediately ordered, "Have the rest of you finish the mission and go into hiding."

"If the Human Race go to that city as planned, have this sent over."

Yuanli handed a box to his adjutant.

"Yes."

The adjutant took it, without curiosity or opening it.

He simply bowed respectfully, then left the room to carry out the orders.

Inside the box was a scale as large as two palms.

Those were the old scales shed by the Dragon King.

Although it is shedding its scales, it is still able to establish a hidden connection with the Dragon King.

Yuanli intends to deliver it to the Human Race's Heaven-Controlling Realm so that both sides can have a sufficiently secure means of communication.

In this way, they can bypass the Planetary Will and secretly unite.

As for whether the Human Race's Heaven-Controlling Realm will use it.

Just as Shisui said before, no one in the Heaven-Controlling Realm could resist the temptation to break free from the shackles of the Planetary Will.

If possible, Shisui wouldn't mind tripping him up and letting him remember what it felt like to be punished by the Planetary Will.

Meanwhile, the Demon Race army, having successfully captured another Sea Race city, was cleaning up the battlefield.

Although they had no intention of occupying the Sea Race cities, it was still necessary for them to take some spoils of war.

At this moment, a group of Demon Race soldiers who were searching a wealthy Sea Race merchant's warehouse discovered something.

A beautifully crafted box with an unknown pattern engraved on it.

It was placed in the center of the underground warehouse, making it particularly conspicuous.

Go see what that is.

A soldier was pushed out.

He was somewhat reluctantly forced to step forward, drew his long sword from his waist, and tentatively used the tip of the sword to pry open the lid of the box.

The next moment, what was inside came into view.

It was a scale about the size of two palms.