266: Chapter 267 The entire internet exploded, the colonel saluted and invited Lin Shen.

The next day, 9:00 AM.

The Tianhai City International Exhibition Center was already packed with people.

Thousands of media reporters from across the entire Federation and even the world had surrounded the place, leaving no room for movement.

Long lenses and short barrels, along with various types of hovering cameras, almost blocked out the sky.

Around the perimeter of the exhibition center, there was a guard every three steps and a sentry every five.

Federal soldiers armed with live ammunition and powerful professional guards formed layers of airtight defensive lines.

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

Everyone's focus was fixed on this stage where the annual grand drama was about to unfold.

On the internet, the number of online viewers on major live streaming platforms had long since broken the ten-billion mark and was still soaring crazily.

This was no longer just a press conference about a scandal involving a wealthy family.

Fueled by countless netizens and internet trolls, it had become the ultimate showdown between "Justice" and "Evil".

On one side was the Kyoto Li Family, mired in countless negative rumors such as bankruptcy, sacrifices, and stealing national treasures.

On the other side was the mysterious teenager Lin Qi, who had been molded into a lone hero and was about to come alone to "collect a debt."

"Do you guys think that Lin Qi will really come today?"

"He definitely will! If he doesn't come, wouldn't that confirm he was just spreading rumors? His persona would collapse!"

"But the security here is so tight, how can he get in? Charging in would mean going against the Federal Military!"

"What's there to be afraid of! Didn't you watch the previous videos? Lin the God isn't even afraid of bounty hunts worth hundreds of billions; what is this scene compared to that!"

"That's right! Support Lin the God! Take down the Li Family!"

"Sitting and waiting for Lin the God to appear, I've already pulled up a small stool!"

In the bullet comments, there was all sorts of talk, but the vast majority of people were holding a spectator's mentality, looking forward to an earth-shattering battle.

Exhibition Center, backstage lounge.

Li Qingcang was wearing a crisp black suit, his hair combed meticulously, but his puffy face and bloodshot eyes exposed the anxiety and excitement within him.

He watched the scene of the massive crowds on the surveillance monitor, his palms sweating.

"Will he... come?"

He couldn't help but ask Chen Shu beside him.

This was the eighteenth time he had asked today.

"Family Head, he will definitely come."

Chen Shu's answer was the same as the previous seventeen times, calm and certain.

"Right now, the entire Federation's audience is waiting for this 'hero' to appear. If he gets stage fright, it would be worse than killing him."

"As long as he appears, everything will be over."

Li Qingcang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the restlessness in his heart.

That's right, he had already bet all his chips; now, all he could do was wait.

He glanced at the corner at the deepest part of the lounge, which was covered by a black cloth.

There, an ancient stone pedestal was placed, and on the pedestal was the "skull of the old god" that had been "stolen" from the museum.

Threads of Law, invisible to the naked eye, spread out from the skull, connecting with the spatial structure of the entire exhibition center and some existence in the netherworld.

This was the final trap, and also the most lethal killing move.

As soon as Lin Qi stepped into this area, that mysterious adult would immediately launch the attack.

"It's about time."

Chen Shu glanced at his terminal, "Family Head, it's time to go on stage."

Li Qingcang adjusted his tie, stood up, and forced a dignified and sorrowful expression onto his face.

"Let's go."

He had to go on stage first and play the role of a victim who had been slandered and framed.

Set up the stage and build the atmosphere to its peak.

Then, quietly wait for the protagonist's entrance... and death.

9:50 AM.

Ten minutes until the official start of the press conference.

At the entrance of the exhibition center.

An ordinary hovering taxi stopped outside the restricted area.

The car door opened, and a teenager wearing an ordinary casual jacket and carrying a black backpack stepped out of the car.

The teenager looked seventeen or eighteen, with delicate features and calm eyes, just like an ordinary high school student coming to attend an anime convention.

His appearance did not attract anyone's attention.

All eyes were drawn to those flashy media flying cars and the stern phalanxes of soldiers.

The teenager got out of the car, paid the fare, and then, as if no one else was around, walked step by step toward the gate of the exhibition center.

"Stop! No entry ahead! Please show your identification!"

Two soldiers from the first line of defense immediately stepped forward to stop him, their energy rifles faintly aimed at him.

The teenager stopped, looked up, and glanced at the two nervous-looking soldiers.

He did not speak, nor did he take out any identification.

He just looked at them like that.

The two soldiers felt uneasy under his gaze.

This teenager's gaze was too calm.

So calm that it didn't seem like a normal person's.

It was the kind of... gaze used to look at dead objects.

"Warning! Please retreat immediately! Otherwise, we will take forceful measures!"

One of the soldiers shouted, trying to use his voice to hide his lack of confidence.

The teenager still didn't speak.

He just lifted his foot and took another step forward.

"Fire..."

The soldier subconsciously wanted to pull the trigger.

But just at this moment.

"Wait!"

An urgent voice came from behind them.

A middle-aged officer wearing the rank of Colonel ran over quickly, his face showing a trace of uncertainty.

He had just received an order from headquarters that he could not understand.

"Are... are you Mr. Lin Qi?"

The Colonel looked at the teenager in front of him and asked cautiously.

The teenager nodded.

"It's me."

Having received a positive reply, the Colonel's expression became even stranger.

He waved his hand to signal the two soldiers to step back, then gave a standard military salute to Lin Qi.

"Mr. Lin Qi, by the highest order of the Federal Military, you have full authority to enter the venue."

"Please."

The Colonel stepped aside and made a "please" gesture.

The two soldiers behind him were dumbfounded.

What was going on?

Highest order from the military?

What exactly was this teenager's identity?

Not just them, but the sharp-eyed reporters in the distance also noticed the anomaly here.

"Look! Who is that person at the entrance?"

"It looks like he was stopped... No! That Colonel is saluting him!"

"Holy crap! That person... seems to be Lin Qi!"

"Zoom in! Zoom in the camera quickly!"

In an instant, at least a hundred hovering cameras turned their lenses and crazily aimed at the teenager at the entrance.

The moment Lin Qi's delicate face appeared on all live streaming screens across the entire Federation.

The entire internet exploded.

"[He's here! He's actually here!]"

"[Holy crap! This entrance is so cool! A military big shot personally greeting him?]"

"[Look at this level of prestige! How can the Li Family even compete with him?]"

"[I told you Lin the God is awesome! He doesn't need to force his way in at all; he was openly and officially invited in!]"

"[Ahhhhh! Hubby is so handsome! I want to have your babies!]"

Bullet comments instantly flooded the entire screen.

No one expected that Lin Qi would make his entrance in such a way.

No Stealth, no fighting.

Just like that, simply walking to the entrance, and then, being respectfully invited in with the highest level of courtesy from the Federal Military.

Inside the backstage lounge.

Li Qingcang watched the teenager on the surveillance monitor, escorted by officers, passing through layers of defense and walking toward the main venue; the expression on his face went from astonishment, to dullness, and then to ecstasy.

"He's here... He's really here!"

He didn't care how Lin Qi got in; he only cared that Lin Qi had already stepped into this tomb prepared for him!

"Notify the master! The fish is already in the net!"

Li Qingcang let out a roar toward Chen Shu, trembling with excitement.

"Ready, close the net!"

Exhibition Center, outside the main entrance to the venue.

Lin Qi stopped his steps.

He glanced at the middle-aged Colonel beside him, who had a complex expression, and said indifferently.

"You can stop here."

"Yes, Mr. Lin." The Colonel saluted again, then quickly led his men away from the area.

The order they received was to "invite" Lin Qi to this place; as for what would happen next, it was no longer something their level could interfere with.

Lin Qi looked at the huge alloy door in front of him.

Behind the door was the site of the press conference, the focus of the whole world, and also... the final execution ground.

He could clearly feel it.

In the space behind the door, an invisible net made of Law had already quietly unfurled.

That "skull of the old god" was like an evil lighthouse, constantly broadcasting the coordinates of him, an "anomaly," to the entire world.

A faint, ethereal sense of repulsion began to come from all directions.

It was a hundred times stronger than the last time at the entrance of the Xiao Family.

"Finally couldn't hold back?"

There was no nervousness on Lin Qi's face.

He just adjusted his collar, and then, under the gaze of billions of viewers around the world.

He pushed open the door that led to Hell, or rather, to his own stage.

"I'm here."