Night fell like ink, shrouding this prosperous metropolis.
It had just undergone a change of rulers.
Ruined walls and broken structures lay everywhere.
Yet on the streets, neon lights flickered with a faint glow, as if foretelling the coming storm.
The rebels were delighted.
"We've finally captured a city. Next, we attack the other cities!"
"That's right. We'll recruit troops here."
Xiao Mei looked at Ghost. "Ghost, what do you think?"
Ghost suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar.
But where had he seen it before?
His Intelligent System quickly gave him the answer.
He remembered that Emperor's Library had once collected books from Another World.
In fact, his original body had been built in Another World.
It had been loaded with a great deal of military information.
"This is bait," he suddenly said.
"What do you mean?" someone asked unhappily. The metropolis they had fought so hard to capture was actually bait?
"Yes. Before, you were hidden in the shadows, and they couldn't find you."
"So they created a metropolis like this. But what use does it really have?"
"Its only purpose is to provide pleasure. But it is the locals who enjoy it. The true Backstage Black Hand doesn't care about this city at all. What they care about is you."
Xiao Mei immediately understood.
She had a faint sense that something was wrong.
But the others argued back.
"Impossible. How could those idiots be so clever?"
"Yeah. All they know is eating, drinking, and having fun."
"We can soon use this great city to recruit troops and produce supplies. What we need to do now is restore production as quickly as possible."
Hearing this, Ghost shook his head and said nothing more.
From his observations of humans, once they had decided that something was true, they