No One Understands Wallfacing Better Than I Do

"Don't just stand there, I have my arrangements," Lin Feng urged the guards.

The guards remembered Lin Feng's identity as a Wallfacer.

Oh, I get it. Mr. Wallfacer is currently on duty...

"Understood, Mr. Taylor."

At that moment, the guards no longer hesitated, turning and quickly departing.

Soon, under the astonished and bewildered gazes of various media reporters, Lin Feng sat down on a high stool that the guards had somehow procured.

Hmm, it even has a backrest. I'll have to find someone to commend that guard's efficiency later.

Lin Feng, satisfied, began his opening remarks.

"First, I'd like to welcome everyone. As a welcome gift for our first meeting, I'll give you all a headline for tomorrow's news..."

"Nobody understands Wallfacing better than me!"

The entire press conference hall fell silent, even the sound of breathing ceased. It was a terrifying quiet.

This silence lasted for a second, and then, in the next moment, all the reporters present began to furiously jot down Lin Feng's words with whatever tools they had for recording text.

News thrives on topics and sensationalism. With Lin Feng proactively throwing out a topic like this, the reporters, like hungry wolves, had no reason to miss it. Missing it would likely mean being fired the next day.

The reporters scribbled like model students. Seeing this, Lin Feng on stage nodded with satisfaction. This was exactly the effect he wanted.

"Today, I will announce my Wallfacing plan to all of you."

"My Wallfacing plan is to utilize the physical properties of macro-electrons for energy storage... blah blah blah..."

"...blah blah blah... As long as the plan proceeds smoothly, in a few hundred years, the energy accumulated over centuries will become a powerful strategic asset to defeat the Trisolaran Fleet!"

Lin Feng spoke with passionate fervor, giving people the illusion that humanity was on the verge of victory. However, a discordant voice emerged from the reporters.

"That doesn't guarantee the elimination of the Trisolaran Fleet, sir."

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow and followed the sound of the voice, his eyes landing on a female reporter with blonde hair and blue eyes. She was very attractive, with wavy, long hair and a black suit that gave a first impression of being 'very capable.'

Facing such a beautiful reporter, Lin Feng's gaze remained unperturbed. When he was merely wealthy before, he had seen plenty of beautiful women. He had participated in countless events like the Sanya Phoenix Fashion Festival, yacht parties, and star-studded gatherings, to the point of being utterly jaded.

"Madam, do you have a plan to eliminate the Trisolaran Fleet?" Lin Feng asked.

"That... no."

The female reporter faltered. Lin Feng's counter-question left her speechless. If she herself could come up with a solution to the Dark Forest Crisis, then she would be the one standing on stage, not Lin Feng.

Lin Feng shot her a sideways glance, showing no inclination to be lenient due to her gender.

"Then why are you babbling? The energy collection I'm talking about isn't from human society; it's obtained from the natural environment. Nature's energy is infinite."

"I've already said it, nobody understands Wallfacing better than me. Stop pretending to know when you don't!"

"..."

The female reporter's mouth hung slightly open. It wasn't just her; the other reporters were equally astonished, looking at Lin Feng with wide eyes.

They finally realized the difference between this Wallfacer Substitute and the previous Wallfacer.

The press conference was being broadcast live. Every move and word of a Wallfacer was public knowledge. For a public figure to openly confront a reporter like this would have a significant impact, potentially even affecting his own reputation.

"Any more questions?" Lin Feng asked.

"No."

The female reporter sat down decisively. Although she still had many questions, she didn't voice them. She felt that even if she asked, she wouldn't get any satisfactory answers. The other party would simply shut her down with a phrase like 'nobody understands Wallfacing better than me,' effectively blocking all her inquiries.

One reporter raised his hand, and Lin Feng gestured for him to speak.

"So, what is your question?" Lin Feng asked.

"Mr. Taylor, could you comment on the inherent dictatorial nature of the Wallfacer system? Do you also intend to follow in your father's footsteps and pass the position of Wallfacer to your own offspring? Will Wallfacers become 'emperors' in our free and democratic world? Many people are concerned about this."

A series of questions, but all pointing to a single core issue: Wallfacers are dictators!

These questions were sharp, even aggressive. Lin Feng saw no reason to be soft-hearted with such individuals.

"You've really asked a good question, Mr. Reporter..."

His smile gradually faded, and Lin Feng's expression grew serious.

Noticing this change, the inquiring reporter had a vague premonition that something was amiss. However, thinking that Lin Feng wouldn't do anything out of line in such a public setting, he forced himself to remain calm, especially since it was a live broadcast.

Unfortunately, he would soon regret his current thoughts.

"Guards! Seize him! He's a member of the ETO!" Lin Feng shouted, pointing at the reporter.

In an instant, everyone except Lin Feng froze, their brains going offline. The first to react were the guards protecting the conference. Having undergone military training, their composure was stronger than that of ordinary people.

Several people immediately rushed forward, quickly subduing the reporter who hadn't snapped out of his daze.

"No! I'm not! Let me go!"

Once restrained by several people, the reporter finally reacted, struggling in panic.

But he was destined to fail. The guards holding him were all physically superior and had undergone professional military training.

It was like a level-one character in a starting village being surrounded by several level-one-hundred bosses, with no choice but to surrender, at least physically.

Still struggling, the reporter looked at Lin Feng on the podium with a mixture of fear and anger, shouting, "Why are you arresting me! You say I'm an ETO member, where's your proof!"

Lin Feng sneered and retorted, "I'm not a police officer, why would I need proof to arrest someone?"

"Then this is slander! I'll sue you in court!"

Hearing this threat, Lin Feng looked at him with pity.

"What kind of daydream are you having? This is part of the plan."

At these words, the reporter's pupils constricted. He wasn't stupid and understood exactly what Lin Feng meant.

Even if he really was innocent, so what?

Even if the court was just, so what?

This was part of the Wallfacer plan, and what court would defy a Wallfacer's plan?

The reporter swallowed hard in terror, cold sweat pouring down his face, his voice trembling.

"You... you..."

After stammering for a long time, the reporter couldn't think of a way to save himself and could only curse resentfully.

"Having power is great, isn't it! With power, you can do whatever you want!"

Lin Feng nodded as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. He placed a hand on the podium, leaned forward slightly, and looked down at the reporter below, saying something that no one present could have ever imagined.

"I'm sorry, but yes, having power really is great, and it means you can do whatever you want."

The reporters' perception of Lin Feng, the Wallfacer, was once again shattered. They had initially thought he was just a bit arrogant, but now they were 100% certain he was a madman.

Everything he said and did would be broadcast live to the public, and the perception of 'Wallfacers are dictators' would undoubtedly spread among the common people.

Even a Wallfacer couldn't silence the masses!