"The Dream Moon Cult is familiar to everyone. Some of you may even have registered online on a whim, dreaming of a carefree life where you could skip work whenever you wanted. But let me tell you this: as citizens of Yi Nation, the Dream Moon Cult we've heard of—and the one some of us signed up for—isn't the real Dream Moon Cult. The real cult has committed so many crimes around the world that all the bamboo slips in the world couldn't record them.
"Now, let's go through a few...
"Infiltrating multiple countries... recruiting officials in nation after nation... acting with impunity... seizing artifacts excavated alongside the Duqin Cube... attacking one of our warships..."
Chen Shu lay on the sofa with his head resting on Qingqing's lap.
These Short Video creators had done their homework. They gathered material from all sides, and with a little editing, revealed a super-cult that was brazen, lawless, and active across the globe—all while wrapped in an adorably cute exterior. They didn't even need to discuss what the Dream Moon Cult's leaders had done or planned. A few crimes committed by its believers were enough to make viewers cry out that they were lucky to have been born in Great Yi.
Some viewers were frightened enough to ask repeatedly in the comments whether they might be arrested for registering with the Dream Moon Cult years ago.
"This Cao Ci is something else..."
Chen Shu looked up and said it to Qingqing. She ignored him.
That was fine. He had been talking to himself anyway; knowing someone was listening was enough. Just as Qingqing had grown used to his restless, talkative nature, he had grown used to her cool reserve over their years together. It was a way of being together that suited them both.