Debates Abound

Yun Ming decisively snuffed out the mad thought in his heart. He was not the kind of person who had lost all humanity.

Seeing passersby on the road casting curious glances his way, he deliberately pretended to limp and staggered along. After all, he had just gotten out of an ambulance and was covered in dust.

Only after entering a secluded alley did he resume his normal gait.

"This feels a little too forced." Yun Ming shook his head mockingly.

That was what a guilty conscience did to you—it made you flustered.

"Ah!"

Thinking of the four innocent medical workers, Yun Ming could not help but sigh, his heart filled with guilt and sorrow.

He had never imagined things would develop this far. He truly had not meant to kill anyone.

But it was too late to say anything now.

After steadying his emotions, Yun Ming began surveying the alley.

His gaze settled on the fourth-floor window of the building to his left. It stood open, as though inviting him inside.

After a brief hesitation, Yun Ming leaped up, easily grabbed the wall beside the window, then flipped himself through it in one light, agile motion.

This qinggong is truly incredible. Yun Ming marveled inwardly. He felt like a nimble swallow, yet he would not drift away in the wind like a sheet of paper. The sensation was indescribably wonderful.

Beyond the window was a stairwell.

After considering it, Yun Ming decided to find a room to rest in for the time being and change his clothes.

Then, he planned to hide in the mountains and forests for a while, keeping out of the spotlight.

"Things probably won't go that smoothly." Yun Ming spoke softly. He knew that in the Super God world, there was an absurd thing called Dark Data, capable of recording all information.

And angels loved rolling their eyes the most.

His simulation would even be livestreamed. Yun Ming felt there was a good chance the angels would set their sights on him.

The light screen and martial arts could be explained away, but accidentally causing so many deaths was an unchangeable fact.

As he continuously considered countermeasures, he casually picked a room.

With a light slap, the door lock proved as fragile as tofu and was smashed to pieces, badly deformed.

"Should I defect to Morgana?"

"But there are risks in joining Morgana too." Yun Ming pondered secretly.

If Morgana decided to experiment on him or inject him with the Demon Gene, things would only get worse.

Compared with demons, who had no bottom line and could not be controlled, angels had more principles and boundaries.

Yun Ming's expression shifted unpredictably, his thoughts in complete turmoil.

Upon the vast blue ocean, an aircraft carrier battle group sailed majestically like steel Giant Beasts. The fleet of more than a dozen warships radiated an overwhelming sense of pressure.

Inside the command room, Lian Feng wore a dark-red military uniform that accentuated her curvaceous figure. Holding a phone, she maintained a composed expression tinged with gravity.

"Understood." she said to the person on the other end before hanging up.

Lian Feng turned to Du Kao, who was busy making strategic deployments, and reported, "Something strange has happened. The Police Headquarters contacted our Security Bureau and hopes we can intervene in the investigation."

"What exactly happened?" Du Kao looked up, his square face filled with stern authority.

"A building in Tianhe City suddenly collapsed. Only one survivor was taken away by ambulance. However, on the way, four medical workers died under mysterious circumstances. Each had a bloody hole in the chest, as though some force had pierced straight through them. After examining the scene, no bullets or traces of any other weapons were found. Only the driver and the survivor were unharmed." Lian Feng described the incident in detail.

Frowning, she continued, "The driver immediately pulled over and called the police, while the survivor woke up during the journey and left the scene. When the relevant departments later arrived to investigate, they were astonished to discover that the survivor looked exactly like the protagonist from the mysterious light screen that appeared this afternoon."

The command room instantly fell silent at this news, and everyone looked up at Lian Feng.

Du Kao, who had been distracted until then, was also stunned.

He raised his head and fixed Lian Feng with a sharp gaze, disbelief in his voice. "You're saying the survivor looked exactly like the protagonist on the light screen?"

Lian Feng nodded firmly. "Yes, Director. We are currently conducting an in-depth investigation into the collapsed building, attempting to determine the exact cause of its collapse. According to eyewitness accounts, they heard a tremendous rumble when it happened. Then they saw the entire building become covered in dense cracks before collapsing with a crash within mere seconds."

"As for the precise cause of the collapse, we are still investigating. It may take one or two weeks to reach a conclusion," Lian Feng added.

After hearing Lian Feng's report, Du Kao's brows revealed deep contemplation.

With his hands behind his back, he paced around the command room and asked in a low voice, "Exactly alike? Is there any relevant video footage?"

"There is." Lian Feng responded quickly and took out a tablet to operate it.

Soon, a surveillance video appeared on the central holographic projection.

In the footage, a young man carrying a lunchbox strolled leisurely past a surveillance camera, followed by footage of him walking down the street.

Du Kao carefully studied the images, surprise appearing on his face.

"He really does look alike."

The more he watched, the more he felt that the young man bore an astonishing resemblance to the protagonist on the light screen.

The only difference was that this young man seemed more sunny and cheerful, lacking the protagonist's gloomy, cold aura from the light screen.

"Do you think this is merely a coincidence?" Du Kao turned to Lian Feng and asked for her opinion.

After pondering for a moment, Lian Feng answered calmly, "Whether it is a coincidence or not, we should investigate him. This matter is far too strange. We need to uncover the truth behind it."

"..."

Yun Ming, who was preparing to head for the Deep Mountain Forest, entered a Golden Arches restaurant.

He was not hungry, but habit made him want to eat something.

And since he intended to hide in the Deep Mountain Forest, this could be considered his final indulgence.

As he ate the dinner in front of him, the restaurant's constant chatter drifted into his ears.

"Do you think that mysterious light screen will appear again in the future?" one diner asked curiously.

"Probably. I saw people online saying light screens appeared all over the world. Maybe it's the work of aliens," another person guessed.

"Didn't they already debunk that? They said it was some company's new technology," someone else offered a different opinion.

"You believe those debunking statements? When that strange cloud appeared in the sky before, experts said it was a natural phenomenon too. Didn't the truth only come out after the alien attack—that it was a wormhole created by an Alien Civilization?" a diner retorted.

"Exactly. What is the point of broadcasting shows on that light screen? Wormholes can transport troops, but is broadcasting shows supposed to be ideological propaganda?" another diner questioned.

"What ideology? Besides, the light screen is full of people, and its setting is extremely similar to our history," someone else added.