Kou Ying opened the Dark Web. "Let me spread some half-true rumors."
"You? Would they believe you?" Wan Lan was skeptical.
Those Void Cultists might well know that the emperor of the Dark Web was Kou Ying himself. If he jumped out to spread the news personally, wouldn't he be practically telling them it was a trap?
Kou Ying waved his Terminal. "Not me personally, of course. I have plenty of Calamity alt accounts. I'll impersonate them to post some information, then spread it through the Calamities themselves."
Calamity alt accounts?
"Um... there's a problem." Su Wuwei pointed out a fatal detail.
"Those Without a Home seem to have already scared most of the Calamities witless with their killing. Are you sure they still have time to chat online?"
"Uh..."
The five fell into deathly silence.
That really was a good question. So perhaps... those Void Cultists had no time to check the Dark Web at all and were all busy hiding.
Then how do we get the word out?
All six sank into thought at once, rubbing their chins as they tried to find an opening.
To lure those Void Cultists out, they needed sufficient bait. But now every Calamity feared for its own safety. The smaller ones, especially, were hiding everywhere, terrified by Those Without a Home's slaughter and reduced to moles in underground burrows.
How do we find some Calamities to use as bait...
Find them? Ye Buyu slowly turned toward Kou Ying and Su Wuwei, an interesting plan forming in her mind.
"Why do we need to find any? Aren't we bait ourselves?"
Mu Bingge glanced sideways. "You mean we spread it ourselves? That seems a little too obvious."
Ye Buyu wagged a finger, the figures of the other five reflected in her eyes as a