The moment the upheaval occurred, Tang Qi Number Two, seated at the center of the Consultant Group's area, remained calm, as if he had anticipated this scene long ago.
He stared directly at the television screen. He did not use "Omniscience," yet the curiosity and investigative interest in his eyes were undisguised.
Snap!
He raised a hand and snapped his fingers. In an instant, everyone in the President's Office, which had drawn the attention of the entire Federation, was teleported away except Tang Qi himself. Joey Cleveland was naturally included.
Long ago, the Presidential Palace had also been marked by the Dreamland as a "node."
In the blink of an eye, only Tang Qi and the screen crackling with electrical static remained in the previously crowded office.
The black mud did not stop Tang Qi's actions. It was unknown whether it could not, or simply did not care.
That cold, deathly still, hollow face turned fully toward Tang Qi as the overlapping voices continued. "...It seems you came prepared. This hunt and capture may prove very interesting..."
"You people sure talk a lot. Have you studied anthropology or something?"
The instant Tang Qi spoke for the first time, he also fully mobilized his authority within the Divine Eagle Federation for the first time.
At that moment, across the vast New Continent—in cities, villages, and even wildernesses—magnificent, dreamlike scenes appeared: atop the tallest building in a city, an ancient structure, a gold-digging ship, a wind turbine, a candle, a mouse... Dreamlight burst wildly from these "nodes."
As if alive, they snaked and spread throughout the Federation.
When this scene appeared, even citizens who had doubted the existence of the Mystic Side lost the ability to speak.
All the "dreamlight" began searching for the black mud's presence. This was Tang Qi's authority;