"Ah?" Yang Bo had received another unexpected piece of news.
The Locke who had supported him when he first entered the game—the same Locke Yang Bo had suspected was an Aquamarine Empire official boosting his performance—had been promoted to Sheriff of Gao Lan City, the provincial capital of the Kingdom's southwestern province. During a nighttime patrol, he encountered a group of wanted criminals and had one arm hacked off, leaving him half-disabled.
"Locke is a good man. His luck is just terrible." The City Lord of Green City sighed. Locke had come from Green City, and the better Locke's career went, the more it benefited Green City.
"Could it be a conspiracy?" Yang Bo asked upon hearing this.
"Perhaps. Someone must have been planning Green City's latest crisis for years."
"I'll get to the bottom of this!"
"Then thank you, sir." Yang Bo felt strangely uneasy. Could it be that the South Aquamarine Empire truly would not intervene? For the Aquamarine Empire, let alone a severed arm, even if someone's entire body had rotted away, they could still be cured as long as their brain remained intact.
"Perhaps I can first control this planet through another method?"
"Biochips aren't omnipotent. They cannot read people's memories; they can only monitor and control people, while recording what they experience after implantation."
"Human memories are stored in memory cells, but how to read the information within those memory cells remains an enormous challenge."
"I wonder whether the Aquamarine Empire's secret soul arts can read memories. If they can't, I could completely use religion as a model to control this planet first." Countless thoughts raced through Yang Bo's mind.
"In the end, strength is what matters. As long as I can take these people's lives whenever I want, whether they're warlords of the Scarlet