A familiar voice sounded in his mind:
``` [Causal data embedding... Your identity is being generated...]
[Silver-tier identity (refreshes every fifteen days):
To outsiders, you are an unremarkable rich kid and an operative of the Federation Strategic Service Bureau. In truth, you are the head of Glimmer in the Sheng'an Federation!
Glimmer is a resistance organization whose influence spans many countries. Fifty-six years ago, a world war that had claimed tens of millions of lives finally ended. Lieutenant Colonel Morian was fortunate enough to survive its unspeakable brutality.
He had seen too much fire and too many corpses, too many friends laughing with him one moment and blown into chunks of flesh the next. A deep revulsion took hold of him. He feared that human beings would always be cold and indifferent, that human civilization would one day perish by its own hand. He longed to see a world where everyone cared for one another.
And so, he gave up the titles and ranks awaiting him after the war and left the army. With all his savings, he took in war orphans and founded Glimmer, hoping to gather the strength to overthrow tyranny and usher in a new era.
Over the past fifty years, the organization he founded had grown to tens of thousands of members. You, Huang Tian, were a capable man he had personally discovered and devoted himself to nurturing.
He supplied you with all manner of precious cultivation resources, and you lived up to his hopes. Your strength advanced by leaps and bounds, while you rapidly expanded your influence within the Federation and made a name for yourself throughout the organization.
But Morian's favor stirred resentment among many. Some even clashed fiercely with you over the distribution of resources.
Fortunately, Morian, as leader, suppressed these disputes. Yet