338: Choose between a fool and fangs.

"So, I now strongly suspect that the true trigger for the Divine Revelation Mission is Zhao Tianyang."

He blurted out his conclusion in one breath, as if seeking some form of validation.

However, what he received in return was not analysis or discussion.

Instead, it was a long, deathly silence.

Zhong Huai just stared at him, motionless.

All traces of expression vanished from that cynical face of his.

Leaving behind only a... complex look that defied description, a mix of shock, absurdity, bewilderment, and 'are you fucking kidding me.'

He was completely dumbfounded.

This big-eyed, honest-looking fellow Wen Yan... actually believed the news in the newspapers?

That was written by the veteran reporter, Brother Wang!

Aside from the date, what else in that guy's writing was ever true?

Zhong Huai opened his mouth to say something, but found his mind a total blank.

Looking at Wen Yan's serious face, which practically screamed 'my judgment is absolutely correct,' he suddenly felt that this job was even more surreal than he had imagined.

"What did you say?"

Zhong Huai repeated, as if doubting his own ears.

"I said..." Wen Yan took a deep breath and said with difficulty, in a tone of stating a fact, "Based on the judgment of everyone at the scene, as well as the supporting evidence from that report... there is a high probability that Miss Lin Yao suffers from a severe mental cognitive disorder."

"So, I now strongly suspect that the true trigger for the Divine Revelation Mission is Zhao Tianyang."

He blurted out his conclusion in one breath, as if seeking some form of validation.

However, what he received in return was not analysis or discussion.

Instead, it was a long, deathly silence.

Zhong Huai just stared at him, motionless. All traces of expression vanished from that cynical face of his.

Leaving behind only a... complex look that defied description, a mix of shock, absurdity, bewilderment, and 'are you fucking kidding me.'

Smack!

A crisp sound echoed abruptly in the corner of the hall.

It wasn't heavy, but it was loud.

Wen Yan clutched the back of his head where he'd been smacked, looking entirely dazed.

"Zhong... Senior Zhong?"

"In future missions, the only person you can trust is yourself."

Zhong Huai withdrew his hand and looked Wen Yan up and down as if he were a rare species.

"Whether a statement is reliable or not, you need to do your homework thoroughly before a mission begins. How can you wait until the mission is halfway through to suddenly suspect someone is a mental patient and just end the mission right here?"

"If you dared to report back to Qin Zhan like that," Zhong Huai's voice dropped a few notches, carrying a chilling coldness, "Qin Zhan would slap your brains right out of your head."

Wen Yan's body gave a violent shudder.

Looking at Zhong Huai's face, which no longer held a hint of laziness, he nodded with partial understanding.

"Alright, stop standing here and making a fool of yourself."

Zhong Huai sighed, deciding never to play any kind of joke on this bookworm again.

He straightened his casual combat uniform and strode out from the corner of the crowd with his long legs.

Wen Yan froze for a second before immediately following him.

Under the stunned gazes of everyone present, the two figures crossed through the vacuum created by fear and curiosity.

They didn't stop in front of the Black Armor Guard, nor did they stop by the Transferred Ones watching the spectacle.

They walked straight to Lin Yu's side and came to a halt.

This silent action spoke louder than a thousand words.

At this moment, their stance was crystal clear.

This sudden scene caused the situation in the hall to undergo another subtle shift.

The eight members of the Black Armor Guard, who had been caught in a dilemma, seemed to find an outlet and breathed a collective sigh of relief.

Great!

Finally, two people who look sane have arrived!

The difficult problem of fighting a mental patient was instantly resolved!

The leading Black Armor Captain's cold electronic visor immediately locked onto the new targets.

His synthesized mechanical voice carried a trace of relieved ruthlessness.

"Unrelated personnel, step back immediately!"

"Repeat, unrelated personnel, step back immediately! Otherwise, you will be treated as accomplices!"

The seven team members moved in perfect unison, slightly adjusting the muzzles of their Energy Suppression Rifles to include Zhong Huai and Wen Yan in their line of fire.

The atmosphere, already tense, became even more volatile than before.

Although it looked like a threat, the Black Armor Captain was secretly praying to his ancestors: please don't actually back off!

If they really backed off, he wouldn't know what to do!

No matter who these two newcomers were, it was better than fighting a fool!

Especially since that fool was a young girl.

Don't back off, don't back off, don't back off!

The surrounding Transferred Ones watching the show were completely flabbergasted.

"Where... where did these two come from?"

"Are they crazy? They actually dare to stand with those two fools... no, with those two siblings?"

"Well, now it's gone from two-versus-eight to four-versus-eight. Is there even a difference?"

"Yeah! They'll just die a bit faster!"

Lin Yao was huffing and puffing, ready to take action herself, when she was interrupted again by these two suddenly appearing guys.

She pouted unhappily and was about to say something when she was stopped by a calm look from Lin Yu.

Lin Yu's gaze fell upon Zhong Huai.

The question-setter who had given him a bit of a headache over the past few days.

Why was he here too?

Zhong Huai completely ignored the gazes and whispers around him, as well as the rifle muzzles pointed his way.

He stretched lazily, as if he had just woken up.

"Hey, you bunch of tin cans."

He tilted his chin toward the Black Armor Captain, his tone carrying a hint of pure provocation amidst the laziness.

"Making such a big scene to bully a young woman who just turned eighteen and an underage girl—do you have no shame?"

The Black Armor Captain did not answer.

In his programming, there was no option for 'having shame.'

Right now, his only thought was: Great!

They aren't backing off!

Once we smash them to pieces in a moment, those two fools should finally understand the situation, right?

"Final warning."

The Captain's voice was devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

But only his fellow Black Armor members knew how hard their captain was holding it in.

"Identify yourselves, or... face forced eviction!"

"Boom!"

Before the words even finished, the alloy floor beneath the eight Black Armor Guard members let out a dull roar simultaneously.

Red energy patterns lit up across their armor.

This was the sign of entering combat mode.

A terrifying pressure swept toward the four of them like a physical tide.

Wen Yan's body tensed up subconsciously.

He could feel that every one of these eight people would be difficult to deal with.

Zhong Huai curled his lip.

"Fine then, since you're all in such a hurry to get beaten up."

He cracked his neck with a crisp 'snap.'

"Then let's not waste any more time."

Zhong Huai took a step forward, shielding both Lin Yu and Lin Yao behind him, facing those eight dark muzzles head-on.

He grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

"I am 'Fangs,' Zhong Huai."

Holy shit, Fangs!

The Black Armor Captain was instantly dumbfounded.

It really was better to fight a fool!

Fighting a fool is embarrassing, but fighting Fangs is life-threatening!