This is Part of the Plan

"Do you really know what you're doing? It's not too late to regret it now."

"I know very well, Father."

"I'll handle everything, trust me."

"Alright, I won't interfere with your affairs anymore."

Lin Feng ended the call with his father and walked into the conference room. What greeted him were elites from various sectors of America and Western Countries, including oligarchs who monopolized certain fields.

He walked to the head of the conference table and sat down, appearing calm and composed.

"My apologies for keeping everyone waiting."

He received no response. The others merely stared at him coldly, many with a hint of disdain in their eyes as they looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng wasn't surprised by the cold reception. Everyone present was an elite in their respective fields, a powerful figure in their own right. Who was he, Lin Feng, to command respect?

Just because these people obeyed his father, Taylor, didn't mean they would obey him. The West, unlike the East, wasn't influenced by the idea of "like father, like son." Children and parents were evaluated completely separately.

Not to mention, after the Wallfacer incident, Taylor's failure meant that even Lin Feng, upon taking over, was naturally branded a 'failure.'

If your father, who was more capable than you, couldn't do it, how could you, a nobody who still needed his father's connections to make money, possibly succeed?

Guessing a bit about what these people were thinking, Lin Feng didn't lash out. He scanned everyone in the room and cleared his throat.

"Ahem, I'll just say a few words. To become this Wallfacer, I first want to thank the country, thank the people who believe in me… blah, blah, blah…"

After about an hour of pointless rambling, someone finally couldn't stand it.

"Excuse me, Mr. Taylor, may I interrupt?"

"There's no need to drone on with unnecessary nonsense here. We've all gathered not to hear your thoughts after becoming a Wallfacer."

"We are here to save humanity and find a way to fight the Trisolarans."

Lin Feng shrugged, his expression stiff, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards slightly.

He was holding back laughter. Honestly, every time Lin Feng heard someone say the words 'save humanity,' he felt it was ridiculous. He felt like he was cosplaying in some Japanese superhero tokusatsu show with a bunch of people.

The elites present naturally understood the meaning behind Lin Feng's expression, and their dissatisfaction grew.

Damn it! All of humanity was in peril, and this little nobody who popped out of nowhere, placed in the Wallfacer position by the deserter Taylor, could still laugh!

Many who had held onto the hope that 'Taylor's son might actually have talent' were now completely disappointed.

Unlike Lin Feng, they hadn't read the Three-Body Problem and didn't know that the Trisolaran crisis could be solved by Luo Ji. Facing the immensely powerful Trisolarans, these human elites only felt an overwhelming pressure that left them breathless. The omnipresent Sophon surveillance made them feel constantly watched.

"Mr. Taylor, if you are not capable of fulfilling the role of Wallfacer, please hand it over to someone else!"

"Everyone's time here is precious. The Trisolaran fleet is approaching Earth every second. We don't have that much time to play house with you."

The speaker was a military man. The insignia on his uniform told Lin Feng he was a Major General.

"Oh… so who do you suggest I hand it over to? You?"

Lin Feng looked at the Major General playfully, his expression still a half-smile, dripping with sarcasm. In any street gang, this would be grounds for a beating.

However, this Major General was a powerful figure in the military. Despite his displeasure, he wasn't about to resort to physical violence like a street thug. He merely snorted and looked at Lin Feng with disdain.

"Anyone but you. You simply don't have the ability!"

"Your father, after all, served as the U.S. Secretary of Defense, possessing advanced strategic thinking and foresight, and even provided the theoretical basis for America's global counter-terrorism strategy. What about you? What do you have?"

Lin Feng nodded, smiling as he asked, "Yes, yes, what you say makes a lot of sense."

"Excellent. Are there any CIA agents present? Please escort this Major General away. I am one hundred percent certain he is a member of the ETO."

The Major General's expression froze. Seeing no reaction from those around him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Lin Feng's next sentence made his heart leap back into his throat.

"It seems there are no CIA agents here. I'll have to make the call myself then…"

As soon as Lin Feng pulled out his phone, the Major General couldn't sit still.

"Wait! You can't do that!"

"Whether I do it or not is my freedom. This is the land of the free."

Without further ado, Lin Feng dialed. The moment the call connected, Lin Feng roared, "What kind of job are you CIA agents doing! ETO members have infiltrated my team! They are in the conference room right now, and my personal safety is severely threatened!"

"Get here within one minute! The ETO members intend to assassinate me to prevent the implementation of the Wallfacer plan!"

Lin Feng's outburst turned the Major General's face ashen. He pointed at Lin Feng furiously, his voice filled with exasperation.

"How could you do this! How could you slander someone like this without any evidence!"

"Why can't I?"

Lin Feng looked at him with a strange expression, retorting as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Do you, and everyone else here, have some misunderstanding of what a 'Wallfacer' is? This is part of the plan."

"I…"

The Major General wanted to argue further, but after struggling for a long time, he didn't know how to counter Lin Feng's words. Wallfacers were supposed to be unpredictable and act irrationally. They had to do this because they needed to confuse and deceive the Trisolaran world.

Therefore, for Lin Feng, a newly appointed Wallfacer, to have him, a Major General, dismissed and imprisoned, was as simple as uttering a word, leaving no room for negotiation.

This was because it was part of the plan!

One minute passed quickly. Before long, armed CIA agents arrived and swiftly escorted away the Major General whom Lin Feng had apprehended as an example to deter others.

Lin Feng, as before, swept his calm gaze over everyone present.

This time, these human elites didn't even have the courage to meet his gaze, falling silent like cicadas in winter.

"Don't be so tense."

"Why was my Father's Wall broken? It was because information leaked."

"Why did it leak? That's naturally because ETO members were mixed among us."

"However... I think there should be more."

"I hope the ETO members will leave voluntarily. I promise not to have you arrested."

Lin Feng's words immediately silenced those who had intended to leave in protest.

Leaving at this moment would be tantamount to branding themselves as ETO.

Regardless of whether they were actual ETO members or not, no one would choose to leave now.

"It seems no one is leaving. Then I'll choose to believe that all of you are not ETO members."

"Actually, speaking of plans, I have one too..."

Damn it! If you have a plan, why didn't you say so earlier!

The human elites present cursed inwardly, completely devoid of their earlier arrogance.

"In my opinion, you elites, and my Father... well, to describe it vividly, you're all a bunch of idiots."

Observing the indignant expressions of everyone present, Lin Feng continued, "Don't be unhappy yet. This isn't disrespect; it's my direct, intuitive feeling."