"Do you have any ideas, then?" Luo Yuan stalled Ke Meng for the moment, thinking about how to persuade him not to go abroad.
Things on their own continent still hadn't settled down. If he went elsewhere, keeping him safe would be difficult.
The bureau had raised Ke Meng's protection priority to the highest in the entire organization. Even if an S-Class heavyweight had to be sacrificed, it should never be Ke Meng.
"I recently obtained a Dragon King Mask. It can taunt enemies without any justification," Ke Meng said.
"A Dragon King Mask? What sort of effect does it have?" Luo Yuan murmured, looking bewildered.
He had never heard of this Dragon King.
Was it the Dragon King of the undersea dragon palace in mythology?
Or was it the "Dragon King" who ranked first for flooding the daily chat with idle chatter?
"When you wear it and twist your mouth into a crooked smirk, you can taunt enemies without any justification. The conditions are very loose, too. Anyone who sees the crooked-smirking Dragon King in any form can have their hostility drawn." Ke Meng paused. "I want to use a video and get those Shadow Stream people to watch it."
"That's a great effect, but how are you going to implement it? Does it draw hostility from a specific group? Remember, tens of millions of fans are watching your videos."
As the unusual incidents continued to gain attention, Ke Meng's account had amassed tens of millions of followers worldwide.
That was worldwide, not just on one continent. His popularity was extraordinary. Any video he posted would be watched by fans on every continent.
"The bureau has a Password-Type Special Item. It works like this: you state a numerical password, then specify what kind of people can see it."
"And