And there was more.
Da Qiao had detected traces of Face-Molding Medicine on the corpse.
To get a clearer look, Bai Shu took off his goggles and used only his regular glasses. His eyesight was actually excellent, but he still liked wearing glasses.
He carefully reviewed the data Da Qiao had sent over. "Looks like my theory was right. Fang Ming has to rely on possession every time he acts. That one last time probably really was his body. Now that his body is gone, he found a new vessel and used Face-Molding Medicine to reshape it into his own likeness."
Qin Luo was reading the data too, his frown deepening as he went. "No wonder he's so cocky. So he can make endless copies of himself? Isn't Face-Molding Medicine strictly controlled?!"
How had Fang Ming gotten his hands on it?
Bai Shu didn't find it strange. "If he can turn our people against us, he must have some way of brainwashing them. Besides, Brother Qin, don't overestimate certain people's intelligence. There are plenty of people like the ones in the Golden Roc Squad."
The Flower Nation had far too many people.
Even if most of them were good.
There would always be a few stupid, rotten ones mixed in. They had behaved before because Headquarters cracked down hard, and the base had a healthy atmosphere. They hadn't dared to cause trouble.
Now that Fang Ming was sowing discord, some of those idiots would listen to him.
Qin Luo clicked his tongue. "Anyone Fang Ming can fool really isn't all that bright."
Bai Shu smiled. "The apocalypse has been going on for so long now. We've gotten through the initial chaos and the rebuilding of order. Once all the different factions settle down, believe me, Brother Qin, it won't just