After Jiang Xia put on the glasses, the screen stopped beating around the bush with its disguise and almost immediately popped up a dialog box.
The dialog box had a blue background and black text. Aside from the title and the "Agree" option at the bottom, the text in the middle was tiny and densely packed—this was the "User Confidentiality Clause" that The Three True Gins would never forget for the rest of their lives.
By now, these glasses clearly could no longer hide their suspicious nature.
So Jiang Xia did not, like the three before him, assume that the "User Confidentiality Clause" was just a meaningless bit of nonsense and click through it without reading.
Instead, he leisurely browsed through the specific terms.
Partway through, perhaps thinking the temptation was not strong enough, the background of the "User Confidentiality Clause" gained more interfaces besides the occasional blurry Men in Black moving about.
—A young woman also appeared in the background.
The woman was tall, with deep-set features and a highly distinctive short haircut. She paced across the lens screen, brazenly tempting Organization members with her unique identity.
Jiang Xia paused slightly, then laughed. Tapping the frame of his glasses, he said amicably, "I don't know exactly how this works, but someone should be controlling it from behind the scenes, right? Since you've already exposed yourselves and seem to know quite a bit about me, why not come out and have a chat?"
"..."
Inside the Consciousness Space, the three Organization Cadres who had been watching turned to look at the mysterious young man behind the desk.
Remembering how Anonymous had mocked him earlier, Gin silently returned it with a faint, scornful sneer.
"Looks like you aren't the only ones capable of being 'all-knowing'—you rats who hide your heads and