We Know Everything About You

The Lord remained silent, offering no response to anything Lu Bai said.

However, Lu Bai acted as if he didn't need any response from the master at all; the whole process was more like a self-questioning and self-answering exercise.

"Following this logic, it seems that technologies like controlled heavy element reactions and ecological recycling, including advanced materials science, were originally provided to humanity by your Replicant."

Regardless of the necessary conditions for building the Underground City, how could a breakthrough in materials science, a field so prone to randomness, possibly occur precisely when it's most needed?

Lu Bai smiled meaninglessly, "Actually, it makes sense when you think about it. These advanced technologies are almost all designed to ensure that humanity can survive and continue underground."

He raised his hand that was stroking the head, as if admiring a clay sculpture.

"Based on this known information, a reasonable assumption can be made."

He continued with a smile, "Your Replicant's technology is indeed very advanced, capable of overwhelming humans, but it definitely doesn't surpass the level of the Deathmatch System."

"Following this assumption, you want to master the Deathmatch System or obtain the power you need from Deathmatch System, but you don't qualify to become Deathmatchers. You can only use the troublesome method of Replicant as a roundabout way to achieve your goal. Naturally, you can't let humanity be completely wiped out."

Lu Bai was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly thought of something.

"Hmm? Right, so that means there are still quite a few limitations to using methods like Replicant. Otherwise, you could simply keep humans in captivity instead of leaving room for maneuver like you are now."

As he revealed more and more information, his thinking became increasingly clear.

"That makes sense. After all, your level is no higher than the Deathmatch System, so you naturally worry that humans will obtain power from the Deathmatch System that could threaten you. Therefore, it is only natural that you have divided the entire human race."

Humans living in underground shelters are physically isolated and unable to truly connect with each other.

Moreover, the living space in a shelter is ultimately limited; a shelter's total population of one or two hundred million is already at its limit.

Humans living on the surface of the earth are not completely cut off from each other and have enough space to live, but they cannot develop technology and their diet is controlled. They can only rely on Replicant to survive.

The higher-ups at the shelter were certainly aware that these people, living in these two different lifestyles, had been abandoned by their side, and therefore had many reservations about making contact with them.

On the other hand, it goes without saying that the two sides are hostile to each other, making it difficult for them to truly unite.

Lu Bai estimated that if it weren't for his own illogical existence, this structure could basically be maintained until the Replicant obtained what they wanted and then completely eliminated the threat of humanity.

Even if the lower classes of humanity find it unbearable to live a difficult life and decide to revolt, overthrowing the superstructure, whatever the outcome, in the eyes of the Replicant, it is merely internal human conflict, and nothing serious.

Not to mention that Replicant can also take sides and easily control the situation to develop in the direction they want.

"Tsk."

Thinking of this, Lu Bai stroked his chin, a hint of admiration in his voice. "What a pity, that it met me."

"Pfft~"

The master in front of him scoffed.

Finally breaking his self-imposed silence, he sneered, "I have to admit, your guess is indeed very close to the truth, but you're overestimating yourself. Do you really think you can threaten us all by yourself?"

Do you think that no one else has guessed the truth over the past few centuries?

The Lord raised his index finger and waved it contemptuously. "In your human terms, you're like a rat that's just crawled out of the sewer, thinking you've seen the vastness of the sky, but you have no idea that anyone walking on the street could easily crush you with a single step."

Lu Bai raised an eyebrow slightly.

Since the other party rarely spoke, he naturally wouldn't interrupt out of spite, but instead silently relinquished the right to speak.

He looked surprised. "What do you mean?"

The perfectly timed panic in his eyes provided the Lord with a wealth of emotional value.

"Your mistake was revealing yourself too early. If you had continued to hide, you might have actually grown to the point where you could cause us trouble, or at least just trouble."

At this point, the Lord actually stood up, looking at him at eye level, or even looking down at him, and said, "Do you think I'm right? Clever Mephisto?"

Lu Bai's face revealed a look of horror that he could not hide even with his best efforts to suppress it.

Seeing this, the Lord felt as refreshed as eating a bite of ice-cold watermelon on a hot day. He added with satisfaction, "While you were gloating, I had already reported you, this anomaly, to the authorities. We have thoroughly investigated your background."

"There have only been six rounds of Deathmatch Showdown. Even if you are a genius, you have only mastered six abilities."

"Let me tell you, in the Deathmatch System's Deathmatch Rankings, 70% of the top 100 are ours, and the top 10 are all ours. The Ability Ranking, Talent Ranking, and even the Title Ranking are also largely the same."

"Even without using any technological creations you can't understand, the methods of a deathmatch fighter are enough to easily crush a little mouse like you."

The master looked up at the ceiling, his gaze seemingly penetrating the building's concrete layers to see the sky outside the hotel. "Looks like the Cleaners are almost here. Don't worry, with a talent like yours, we won't stay. Cherish your last moments."

The Lord shifted his gaze back to Lu Bai's face, hoping to see despair in the young man before him, thus alleviating the humiliation he had been suppressing.

To his surprise, however, he did not sense the slightest bit of tension from Lu Bai.

The shock and panic he had felt earlier seemed to be just his imagination.

Not only could he no longer find such negative emotions, but he also vaguely felt that the smile in Lu Bai seemed to have become even more intense.

For some reason, this person felt inexplicably uneasy.

Logically speaking, it's hard to imagine where the problem might have occurred.

Even if Lu Bai possessed six abilities, all of them were at the color level, they were still nothing compared to the power of the entire force.

As for escaping?

Under the surveillance of satellites in all orbits, nothing that happens on the Earth's surface can escape their eyes. Once locked on, there's no way Lu Bai can escape from under their noses.

Or is it that Lu Bai is strong enough to confront them head-on?

Upon having this thought, even the Lord chuckled to himself, wondering if he had been suppressing his feelings for too long and had lost his mind.

A mere fighter who only engaged in six rounds of Deathmatch Showdown surpassed the arduous journeys of countless generations.

Are you kidding me?