Unfinished business, time to close the net

Seeing the shriveled corpse on the ground, and noticing the uneven color appearing on its skin, Lin Yu realized something.

"I see..." Although the Makeup Artist altered his appearance, it wasn't to conceal his true identity, but rather to hide the fact that this was a corpse that was practically an artifact.

The Second Generation "Freud" wore an annoyed expression. "So, he's so confident because this isn't his body? I really underestimated these survivors of the previous dynasty. His soul and this body are perfectly compatible; you can't tell it's Doppelganger at all!"

"But that might be why he feels sorry for it; this Doppelganger has probably been working with him for a long time."

Upon hearing the words of the Second Generation "Freud," Lin Yu also fell into thought, then shook his head.

"No, that might not be his 'Doppelganger'... While he may indeed have another body from our world as a 'Player,' this should be his true form."

After all, Lin Yu also understood some Soul Power, and he could sense that the other party's body and soul were highly compatible, just like the original.

Moreover, I just used the Karma Threads to directly connect with his soul... and I did indeed see the life of a Native of the ancient Prison Mountain Realm!

The Second Generation Freud adjusted his glasses. "What do you mean? This is his true form. You mean the body he uses as the 'Player' is actually Doppelganger?"

"As Schreiber has said, Mr. Zheng's research has shown that there were no 'Player' from the Ten Realms in the Previous Version... The Ten Realms cannot produce 'Player'."

Because he was still angry about the Chancellor's words and the fact that the other party seemed to have escaped by cutting off his tail, the Second Generation Freud seemed to still be angry. He spoke to Lin Yu with a bit of aggression, as if he were being sarcastic.

Faced with the half-mocking words, Lin Yu nodded instead.

"But I'm thinking... maybe the 'Copper Furnace' organization, which appears to be composed of 'Player' from the Previous Version, is actually formed by 'Player' whose identities were Native and possessed by natives," Lin Yu said thoughtfully. "Then the 'Emperor' doesn't seem to be a modern person either... If that's the explanation, many things can be explained—for example, why 'Copper Furnace' has always been operating so secretly, why they practically 'invaded' our world in Shenzhen this time, and most importantly, why they were able to survive the Previous Version."

"Perhaps it's because of their unique characteristic as Native seized the 'Player' identity."

Lin Yu analyzed the situation, while the Second Generation Freud pondered for a moment before speaking, "Are there really such Native? Although many Native are indeed aware of the existence of the 'Death game'... can they really do it? I've never even seen anyone try to do it!"

"Mr. Zheng also did not record any such situation."

Listening to the words of the Second Generation Freud, Lin Yu sighed and said, "Perhaps it's because you're too strong and skilled in Soul Power that you haven't encountered this kind of thing before... I've experienced being 'possessed' and having my 'Player' identity forcibly taken away more than once—and even in different worlds within the Ten Realms."

At this point, Lin Yu's tone also carried a hint of helplessness—a genuine sense of helplessness.

The Second Generation Freud looked at Lin Yu, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"Really? You don't seem to be joking. It seems there really is such a thing..."

"But his original body is dead, so how do we calculate that now?"

"He must have indeed had a 'Player' identity. The fact that no [Item] dropped after his death indicates that his 'Player' identity hasn't disappeared—although this is his original form, it might only be his 'former form'," Lin Yu analyzed, looking at the Chancellor's withered corpse on the ground. "Perhaps for him, it's more of a memento..."

"Besides, I'm not even sure if my guess was right," Lin Yu said, his thoughts wandering. "After all, it was just the first inference that came to my mind—his soul and this body have a high compatibility, and it's possible that he's a 'Player' who stole the Native's identity through some means, or maybe it's Karma 'grafting'... In short, he definitely ran away."

"After all this, it's like I only destroyed one very important Doppelganger of him," the Second Generation Freud looked at "Schreiber." "I failed to truly kill him. Will the 'Emperor' still target me? Has your 'Trial' failed?"

The Second Generation Freud spoke urgently.

Rather than whether the "Chancellor" had run away, she seemed more concerned about whether there were any problems with "Schreiber's" "Trial".

Although the second -Second Generation Freud had remained calm and silent until now, she finally couldn't help but eagerly express her hope that the "Schreiber" plan was wrong.

But Old Zheng frankly admitted it.

"Yes, this is indeed something I didn't expect... I didn't expect that the 'Chancellor' wasn't his true form."

Old Zheng pushed up his glasses. "But I think your 'Trial' might still work... After all, the 'Chancellor' will definitely tell the 'Emperor' everything that happened here, and he will still see you as an enemy."

"The anomaly that the Chancellor mentioned earlier, in Shenzhen was about to fall into the 'Ten Realms,' has not ended. You will still have the opportunity to face the Full Descent 'Emperor,' and the Trial will continue."

The Second Generation Freud said coldly, "But he might not consider me his number one enemy who killed his men anymore... My priority might be lower than those experts from 'Order' and 'Night Watcher,' right? Won't the Trial's effectiveness be greatly reduced?"

Faced with the almost interrogative questioning from the Second Generation Freud, Old Zheng said helplessly, "Yes, there will be a discount... I made a mistake."

"Ha, you fool, I thought you were quite the expert at designing Trial," the Second Generation Freud sneered again, raising an eyebrow behind his glasses with a hint of contemptuous delight. "Now it seems you're still not even one ten-thousandth as good as Mr. Zheng... just a guy who only grasps the form but not the spirit."

"Tell me yourself, aren't you an idiot!"

Old Zheng sighed, "Yes, yes, yes... Ah, everyone makes mistakes, no one is infallible. Please be more lenient with me, okay?"

After Old Zheng finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have failed to portray "Schreiber" as described by his boss for that moment.

The biggest difference between him and "Schreiber" is probably whether they are flamboyant or not. Also, given the competitive relationship between "Schreiber" and Qiao Ke, the act of admitting his mistake just now would definitely not have been done by "Schreiber".

At least it wouldn't be done in front of Qiao Ke!

However, after Old Zheng felt that he had made some kind of "major performance mistake," he did not sense that Lin Yu blamed him or showed any dissatisfaction.

On the contrary, after observing the situation, Old Zheng felt that his boss was actually... quite satisfied?

However, although Lin Yu had no objections, the Second Generation Freud frowned.

Old Zheng's quick admission of his mistake actually dampened her spirits.

"Don't be so disgusting... Do you really think of me as a 'junior sister'? What's with this condescending tone?" Second Generation Freud said, somewhat annoyed. "And this tone is so smug... Are you deliberately imitating Mr. Zheng? You don't have his genuine ease at all. Stop pretending, okay?"

Listening to the words of the Second Generation Freud, Old Zheng felt a mix of emotions. After a long silence, he could only utter one word. "Okay."

Lin Yu then spoke leisurely, "Anyway, thank you for your help, 'Freud'... Although we're even now, this is a good start, and perhaps we'll have the opportunity to cooperate again."

The Second Generation Freud looked at Lin Yu and nodded slightly. "Hmm... As a high-potential genius, I am indeed willing to cooperate more with you and the 'Freedom Alliance'... Although you previously joined and then left the 'Psychology Society,' I have no objection if you want to join again and maintain a dual identity."

Lin Yu shook his head. "Then let's skip it."

The Second Generation Freud didn't press the issue. "You can change your mind at any time—so, are you planning to leave Shenzhen now? I can give you a short ride."

Lin Yu shook his head again, politely declining. "No need, I don't plan to leave Shenzhen... I still have unfinished business in this city."

After some thought, the Second Generation Freud said, "I don't object to anyone challenging themselves, but you need to think carefully. What that 'Chancellor' said is most likely true, and the 'Diviner' has probably made many dangerous arrangements in the Ten Realms, which may be far beyond your ability to handle."

In my assessment, leaving might be the better option for you.

Lin Yu said, "I understand what you're saying... but those unfinished tasks are worth the risk."

"What is it?"

The Second Generation Freud asked casually, but Lin Yu did not answer.

He simply cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, then turned and walked back into the Shenzhen.

Even knowing the "Diviner's" scheme, Lin Yu really had no way to leave Shenzhen right now.

Because of his unfinished business... and more than one thing!

Almost every major role I play involves a reason that prevents me from leaving Shenzhen.

His first destination, the first "unfinished business" he needed to do...

It means finding the "Chancellor" who faked his death to escape.

"You are indeed more difficult to deal with than I imagined, and you are better at hiding your true self," the Chancellor. "... But... but..."

"From the very beginning, I was looking for the questions while searching for the answers..."

"What I lack is not the answer... what I lack is evidence, a reasoning process sufficient to convince 'Order'!"

Lin Yu took out his phone, switched to the "Director" section, and then made a call.

"Hello... Li Hua, where are you now?"

"The time to close the net has come."