Zone 1.
The crowd had packed the grounds outside the detached residence, once quiet and elegant, so tightly that there was no way through.
The powerful elites of Zone 1, usually impeccably dressed and haughty, now paced anxiously before the tightly shut gate like ants on a hot pan.
"Ander has to act this time!"
"But only An Youlu went in to talk to Ander..."
"Yu Jianyun and Fan Baoluo won't say a word, and Yang Xian has used this as an excuse to stay away. At this rate, Zone 1 will fall apart!"
"They're all selfish bastards! Not a shred of concern for the collective! Would our deaths somehow benefit them?!"
Angry arguments mingled with stifled curses, forming a murky mire of noise.
On the other side of the wall, a man and a cat sat inside the house.
An Youlu sat on the sofa, his expression darker than ever.
Across from him, Black Cat lounged lazily on a soft leather cushion, licking his paws at a leisurely pace.
"That post Hao Liang put up has already been pinned on the forum." An Youlu stared at Black Cat, his voice tight. "Our network access is blocked right now. It'll take some time to find out why."
Black Cat still said nothing.
An Youlu continued, "The post exposed all of Zone 1's dirty secrets. Now it isn't just people elsewhere in the Safe Zone cursing us. Even our own people are panicking. Aren't you going to do something?"
Black Cat stopped licking his paws and glanced at An Youlu with his amber, slit-pupiled eyes. "I'm not interested."
"Not interested?" An Youlu shot to his feet and took two steps in front of the coffee table. "This post is shaking Zone 1 to its foundations! Qin Siyang has cut off our