395: Spreading rumors about having a baby

Lin Ran, Assistant to the General Manager: The "Rational Analysis Emperor" upstairs is right. For a human-god hybrid, the bloodline traits would lean more towards harmony.

His Little Highness's silver hair and red eyes, and that awe-inspiring evil aura, are clearly the dominant expressions of a High-tier Evil God's bloodline, without any sign of human neutralization.

Even if the timeline matches, racial barriers cannot be broken.

Ling Qi, Secretary-General: The fox tribe mutation theory makes some sense, but the Secretary-General's true form is a Six-Tailed Demon Fox, and her promotion falls under the category of an Eight-Tailed Heavenly Fox, whose bloodline origin is pure spiritual essence.

Whereas the core of His Little Highness's power is an aggregate of filth and resentment; their attributes clash.

A demon fox giving birth to an Evil God? The probability is comparable to the Wangchuan River flowing backward.

Conclusion: Once you eliminate all the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how incredible, must be the truth!!!

Lord Prefectural City God Chen Yu, stop struggling and just confess.

Reply 1 (ID: Eating Melon Without Spitting Seeds): "!!! The analyst is awesome. Putting it that way, everything makes sense."

Reply 2 (ID: Yu Yu Is Mine): "I'm not listening, I'm not listening. (Covers ears and shakes head wildly) It must have been made by Her Majesty using Yu Yu's fur."

"Or he popped out of a rock!"

[Top Comment 3 (Likes soaring past 31.2 million)]

ID: There Is Only One Truth: "Stop arguing and open your eyes. This silver hair, these red pupils, these little fangs, and that smug little expression that looks like he wants to fly to the heavens. You can't say it has nothing to do with Lord Prefectural City God; you can only say they look exactly the same."

"Anyone who isn't blind can see it. Authority attributes, bloodline inheritance, timelines... in the face of ironclad physical evidence, they're all just clouds."

"Those who support the Prefecture City God being the biological mother, like this to push me to the top."

Reply 1 (ID: If You Don't Need Your Eyes You Can Donate Them): "Upvoted. With this level of similarity, there's no need for a DNA test."

Reply 2 (ID: Hell's Honest Person): "But... Lord Prefectural City God is a girl, how can she give birth?"

Reply 3 (ID: The One Above Is A Dummy): "Stupid, this is the Underworld. We can control reincarnation; is it hard for a girl to have a child? It must be because Her Majesty's divine power is boundless ;-). (If you know, you know look.jpg)"

Reply 4 (ID: I Sweep Streets In The Core Area): "Let me say something quietly... I heard from the big shots in the Core Area that an ancient secret technique is hidden in the deepest part of the Netherworld, called something like... 'Yin-Yang Reversal Incarnation Technique'? Maybe Her Majesty used that..."

Reply 5 (ID: Escaped Magistrate from Yama's Hall): "Holy crap. An insider has appeared upstairs! Tell us more about the 'Yin-Yang Reversal Incarnation Technique'."

Reply 6 (ID: Bridge of Helplessness meng pos soup Proxy Buyer): "It's over, I have the image in my head now... So Lord Prefectural City God is actually...? (Hesitates to speak)"

ID: Yu Yu Is Mine: "@Bridge of Helplessness meng pos soup Proxy Buyer, ahhh, shut up. Lord Prefectural City God is not a submissive bottom. (งᵒ̌ dishᵒ̌)ง⁼³₌₃"

Reply 1 (ID: Escaped Magistrate from Yama's Hall): "Hehe ;-), submissive is healthier. No wonder Lord Prefectural City God is so 'approachable' (zero)."

...Chen Yu finished reading with her neck craned, trembling with rage, her finger pointing at the screen shaking: "They... they are slandering me."

"Blatant slander! Does looking alike mean he's my biological child? Then, then Auntie Wang who sells roasted spiritual sweet potatoes on the street has white hair just like me."

"Why doesn't she become the mother?"

"And what the hell is that 'Yin-Yang Reversal Incarnation Technique'!!! This seat is going to crawl through the internet cable and drag that street sweeper out for a beating."

Shang Wan Ning lifted her eyelids and glanced at her indifferently. "Mm, the eyes of the masses are indeed sharp."

Chen Yu was about to go crazy: "Your Majesty, what time is it and you're still making sarcastic remarks? My innocence, my reputation!"

Ling Qi was very calm: "Your Majesty, do you need your Subordinate to contact the Technical Department to delete the post and hold the poster and those spreading false rumors accountable?"

Shang Wan Ning tapped gently on the armrest.

Delete the post?

It would probably only make things worse.

These fellows in the Underworld are usually suffocated by official duties; it's rare for them to have some gossip, and they're all acting like they've been injected with chicken blood.

She glanced at Chen Yu, who was jumping in anxiety, and then thought of Princess Shang Wugou, who was still "working hard" at the bottom of the Wangchuan River, and suddenly felt it was a bit funny.

"Explain?"

A curve without much warmth formed at the corner of Shang Wan Ning's lips. "Why should I explain?"

Chen Yu was dumbfounded: "Ah? But..."

"Let them guess." Shang Wan Ning leaned back in a lazy posture, but a hint of playfulness flickered in her phoenix eyes.

"The more shrouded in mystery Princess Shang Wugou's origin is, the more those eyes hiding in the shadows will feel uncertain and afraid to act rashly."

She looked at Ling Qi: "The post doesn't need to be deleted. Control the scale of the comments, don't let them go too far, and give a reminder if they involve core secrets. Also," she paused, "in my name, send a system warning to this 'Hell's Number One Melon-Eater'."

"If they dare to lead the way in making up stories about their superiors again, dock six months' salary and transfer them to the Realm of Beasts for a three-month internship."

"Yes." Ling Qi took the order and immediately began operating.

Chen Yu blinked, seemingly understanding a bit: "Your Majesty means... use this opportunity to muddy the waters?"

"At least you're not 'stupid' to the core." Shang Wan Ning snorted softly.

"The transaction with Sabrina has just been completed, and the waters of the Ativi Continent are murky. The Underworld also needs some harmless 'interesting news' to divert attention and loosen up."

The corners of her eyes tilted slightly as she swept over Chen Yu's expression of sudden realization mixed with a bit of grievance, and spoke unhurriedly.

"Besides, seeing you all arguing until you're red in the face over the title of a non-existent 'biological mother', even going so far as to fabricate Core Area legends, is quite entertaining."

Chen Yu: "..."

[Your Majesty, could your wicked sense of humor be any more obvious?]

Just then, the phone in Shang Wan Ning's palm vibrated abruptly, and an urgent message cursor popped up at the top of the screen.

The sender was clearly marked: Tudor.

The content was concise to the point of being cold and solemn: "Your Majesty, urgent report from the Emerald Kingdom. The Blood Elves' army has split into three routes, fiercely attacking the Elf Royal Court's core, 'Eternal Song Fortress'. The Elf Race's defense line is in critical danger."

"It is suspected that Sabrina's backup plan has been fully activated."

The remaining laziness on Shang Wan Ning's face vanished instantly, her gaze sharp as a cold blade drawn from its sheath.

Ling Qi and Chen Yu both sensed the sudden change in the atmosphere in the hall, their gazes focusing together.

"It seems someone can't stand to see me idle for a moment." Shang Wan Ning stood up abruptly and tossed the phone back to Ling Qi.

"Contact Olexia and tell her to stop drinking herself to death in the bar."

"The plan is moved forward. It's time for us to give that overwhelmed Elf Goddess a 'great gift' she would never expect."

She turned to the window, looking at the eternally gray sky at the border of the Netherworld, a mocking smile slowly rising at the corner of her lips.