Master of Ten Thousand Foxes-Chapter 223 - 145: Taking Turns to Boast, the Baffling Little Chili, and Why Not Eat the Snacks? (Part 2)

"Looking back now, the altered perception didn't last long, and the Dark World's trick failed.

"Do you think there's a chance Mr. Mystery intervened?"

In fact, up until now, Zhang Shan is still confused, not very clear about what exactly happened.

"...I think it's quite possible.

"It's just that this whole thing seems rather ridiculous.

"Mr. Mystery broke the Dark World's trick, and now our Committee members are taking turns to brag on stage!

"Heh heh heh heh."

Bai Mo grinned, not caring much.

Let them brag, the more they brag, the better.

"By the way, since such a big thing happened, will Immortal Discussion Forum livestream it?"

Zhang Shan took out his phone, opened it, and indeed, it was streaming!

He brought the phone closer between himself and Bai Mo, watching the barrage of comments in the livestream together.

The fuzzy-headed Big and Small Eyes joined in... though it can't read and doesn't understand the comments.

[Hahaha, the Committee has another good news]

[This kill is exhilarating!]

[Dark World is just a clown]

Needless to say, in the internet age, the forum's popularity is indeed higher than traditional media. The number of viewers in the Immortal Discussion Forum's livestream has reached tens of millions and is still rising.

A message popped up on Zhang Shan's phone; it was Zhang Yuan's complaint.

[Brother, your stunt screwed us, our tech department is overwhelmed, they're frantically expanding the server capacity now]

Zhang Shan grinned.

Then he saw a bizarre comment appear in the barrage, from a strange know-it-all.

[This stronghold was orchestrated by the King of Darkness! He left behind a door that can alter others' perception]

[But it was casually nullified by the West State Boss]

[West State Boss greater than King of Darkness!]

Moreover, there were quite a few of these know-it-alls, one after another, inserting similar comments among regular ones.

Bai Mo frowned.

How did this matter become known to netizens?

Even if netizens learned about it, they shouldn't know so quickly, right?

Carefully eyeing the barrage list on the side, Bai Mo suddenly realized!

Those posting such comments all have initial nicknames formed by letters and numbers from the forum, all newly registered accounts... In other words, these people are not genuine know-it-alls, but rather a group of professional water army!

"Who hired the water army?"

Bai Mo wondered, and then saw another message pop up on Zhang Shan's phone from Zhang Yuan.

[Damn, we're getting slammed, need to expand the server urgently, plus being tasked with being water army for the chairman, our tech department is frantic even if each person had eight arms]

Bai Mo curled his lips... yet again the chairman!

"No wonder he's not on camera; he's probably busy, right?"

...

Bai Mo was not mistaken.

At the entrance of the Dark World stronghold, the chairman and a few experts from various fields were guarding the fragments of the red burglar-proof door, piecing together Zhang Shan's words and the Committee's related documents, basically understanding the truth of the situation.

"Heh heh heh."

The old man directed the photographer.

"Over here, take a shot of the door fragments, include the bloodstains, make the scene look tragic.

"Capture it well and send it to me.

"Also from there, get an angle and shoot..."

While directing, he took out his phone and sent a message to Zhang Yuan.

"Tech department, get ready, I want to post on the Dark World Forum."

...

Dark World's large group.

The avatar of the female receptionist at the West State City stronghold has been grayed out for a long time.

There's a video in the group, recorded before her death, auto-uploaded from her phone camera.

In the footage, she was alone, her face full of panic, about to cry with urgency.

Then the screen turned black, video terminated.

Poison Master Wang E, Master of the Copper Tower Giant Bird, and other co-founders of the Dark World, along with several other figureheads, haven't sent messages but are monitoring the group member list. They see... the King of Darkness' avatar remains online!

Suddenly, screenshots from the group member "Ghost Hacker" broke the group's silence.

The screenshots are from the Dark World Forum, forum homepage, pinned post, the title glaringly...

[West State Boss Easily Overpowers King of Darkness]

Thumbnail shows red fragments... pieces of the red burglar-proof door.

What's the intention?

To let all members of the Dark World know that the West State Boss surpassed the King of Darkness?

Ghost Hacker sends another message in the group.

[Damn, they have hackers too, turned our forum server upside down]

[I'm handling it urgently!]

[The good news is, no one replied to this post, hahaha]

[The bad news is, post views are quite high, sixty percent of the Dark World registered members have viewed it]

In the bright office, Poison Master Wang E sat in the boss chair, lips twitching.

Ghost Hacker, also one of the founders of the Dark World. This guy, the tech is really impressive, but he's genuinely stupid, at this moment boasting in the group chat, completely clueless about the seriousness.

"This fool, does he really think he's being funny?"

Poison Master Wang E sighed.

Then he secretly opened the photo of the broken burglar-proof door, closely examined the details, recalling the female receptionist's description...

"West State Boss, breaking this door seemed effortless?

"Receptionist heard the commotion, the door... shattered?"

Sequence Seven from the Alchemist's path is that strong?

Can it withstand the Immortal Martial Sequence Seven?

Or was it just that person... too powerful?

He glanced again at the group chat, besides the utterly clueless Ghost Hacker, no one else spoke.

Yet in the member list, the avatar of the King of Darkness... remained online!

...

No matter how hot the weather in the mortal world gets, it doesn't reach Fox Mountain.

The sky here remains gloomy, strong winds still howl.

Occasionally, the wind carries fine sand, blowing into the Bronze Hall.

Next to the Bronze Table, a thick stack of documents has accumulated.

Small and Big Eyes is helping the master organize these documents, at the moment holding a stone slab, staring at it for a long time, eyeing the text on the slab with wide eyes.

"Ow..."

Cannot understand!

It frowned, then moved stone slabs and copper plates aside, stacking them from large to small.

Upon seeing shattered stone slabs or split copper plates, it arranged them on the hall floor, head close up, carefully examining contours, patterns, and characters, trying to see if several fragmented pieces can be pieced together into a complete one.

If there's soil on the stone slab, it takes it to the water basin, "splash splash splash" cleans it, then wipes it dry with a towel...

Ever since Snake Scale Mango Garden entered its resting period, it has been doing this Little Secretary job in the hall.

Occasionally looking up, seeing the master behind the table, isn't researching documents, rather fussing with a pot of chili pepper tree.

What is the master intending to do?

Definitely not adding to the canteen... because foxes don't like spicy.

But those finger-shaped chili peppers, obviously look very spicy.

From afar, Small and Big Eyes could smell the spice in the air.

Next to the table, there's also a pile of vines... precisely the Imitation Vine that caused a significant drop in the Snake Scale Mango yield!

Small and Big Eyes squints its eyes, gives the vine a vengeful look... caused Fox Mountain's medicinal plant trouble, sooner or later, this cursed vine will pay for it!

Footsteps sound outside the hall, it's Black Ears and White Ears delivering another batch of documents.

"Eek eek eek!"

"Awoo awoo!"

"Eek eek eek!"

Small and Big Eyes runs up to them, completes the handover.

...

Thus, a day passes quickly, the night falls once again on Fox Mountain.

In the dormitory hall, a dense pile of foxes forms a small mountain, holding today's snack... Cold Fragrant Pear Dates, together looking at the midair scene, watching the progress of West Ridge Small Volcano's munitions factory.

Bai Mo is buried within Fox Mountain, one hand stroking Pang Youyou's head, the foot resting on White Moon's big tail.

Seeing them all holding Cold Fragrant Pear Dates, he asks.

"Why aren't you eating?

"Don't you like these pear dates?"

Shouldn't be, these Cold Fragrant Pear Dates are Fox Mountain's newly produced special fruit, larger than crystal pears, naturally cool, refreshing, crisper than dates, more luscious than pears, very delicious indeed. What are the disciples keeping them for, if not eating?