407: Chapter 407 Perhaps he has a way?

A flash of ruthlessness crossed the burly man's eyes. He shoved aside those around him, leaped from his seat in a few quick bounds, squeezed into the aisle, and snatched the microphone.

The device was still connected to the stadium's sound system and was still functional.

He brought the black amplification device to his lips and, with all his might, aimed his voice at the pair of siblings in the center of the arena.

"Bullshit!"

A crude roar, amplified tenfold through the hundreds of speakers in the stadium, instantly drowned out everyone's screams and cries.

The entire stadium suddenly fell silent.

Countless pairs of terrified, angry, and bewildered eyes simultaneously turned toward the source of the sound and the center of the arena where he was pointing.

The burly man stood on a seat, looking down from above with a distorted face.

"Do you think everyone here is blind!"

"She killed people! She used the most cruel methods to slaughter one hundred and forty-one living Professionals!"

"You barge onto the scene now, and not only do you not have a shred of guilt, you dare to say the deceased brought it upon themselves?"

He took a deep breath, raising his voice even higher, filling it with inflammatory passion.

"Fine! Even if they violated the rules! Even if it was wrong for them to rush out at the end! So what!"

"Respect the dead! Do they deserve to be ground into meat paste like that? Is Lin Yao not at fault at all! She carries the burden of one hundred and forty-one lives!"

"You cold-blooded fellow! You and her, you are both demons!"

The amplification artifact sent this righteous interrogation vibrating in layers of echoes throughout the enclosed stadium.

Outside the walls, the emotions of the audience, already gripped by fear and anger, were instantly ignited.

"Right! A life for a life!"

"Demons! Get out!"

Countless gazes filled with hatred pierced toward Lin Yu like sharp swords.

Faced with this mountain-shaking, tsunami-like condemnation and malice that had nearly solidified into substance,

Lin Yu simply stood up slowly and turned to face the burly man standing on the seat delivering his impassioned speech.

He didn't even show a hint of anger.

He merely gave a light, disdainful chuckle.

That soft laugh was like a red-hot iron nail, driven precisely into the burly man's eardrums.

The muscles on the burly man's face twitched violently.

He pointed a finger at Lin Yu, his entire arm trembling with rage.

"He laughed!"

"He's mocking us! Mocking our dead brothers!"

This roar completely detonated the already teetering powder keg.

"Damn it! Fight them!"

"Battle Axe Guild members, shout with me! Avenge Xu Biao!"

"Our Wind Wolf Regiment members died in there too! This pair of bastards must pay with their lives!"

As soon as the burly man's shout fell, more people stood up one after another in various sections of the audience. They wore uniforms of different guilds, but at this moment, they were shouting the same slogans, their faces flushed red with excitement.

The collective emotion was completely ignited, and the situation deteriorated to its absolute extreme in an instant.

"Murderer!"

"Butcher!"

It was unclear who moved first, but an empty mineral water bottle traced a parabola through the air and slammed heavily against the energy isolation wall.

Thud!

A dull sound.

It was like a signal.

Immediately following, hundreds and thousands of miscellaneous items were thrown. Empty beverage cans, shattered light boards, unfinished snack bags—they pelted the transparent wall like a deluge.

The dense 'thud-thud' sounds merged together like the rapid drumbeats of a battlefield, pounding on everyone's hearts.

At the backstage entrance.

Zhong Huai had just stepped out when he was hit by this wave of sound, so fanatical it was almost frenzied, causing him to stagger.

He looked at the trash flying all over the stadium and listened to the tsunami of condemnation; he was completely stunned.

What was going on?

In the time it took him to make a phone call, how had a competition accident escalated into a public trial?

His gaze pierced through the chaos and fixed on the center of the arena.

Lin Yu stood there, facing the wrath of a hundred thousand people, and actually... laughed again?

It's over.

Zhong Huai's heart instantly sank to the bottom.

Is this kid crazy?

At a time like this, let alone laughing, even breathing is considered a mistake!

Once the public's emotions are ignited, they no longer need facts or logic; they only need a target to vent their anger upon.

Originally, this matter was entirely the responsibility of those contestants themselves, but now, under Lin Yu's suicidal provocation, everything was ruined.

Zhong Huai abruptly raised his wrist, and the personal terminal's virtual light screen expanded before him.

Without the slightest hesitation, his fingers flew across the light screen, pulling up a hidden interface buried deep in the system's core.

[Personnel Identity Revocation and Reset Protocol]

This was the highest-level risk mitigation measure the Tusk Troop could deploy.

Erasing all traces of their existence as Lin Yu and Lin Yao, giving them brand-new identities, and starting a new life in another city.

It was the only way left.

Zhong Huai's fingertips tapped on the light screen, and two brand-new, blank file codes were generated.

His movements didn't falter for a second; in such a desperate situation, any hesitation was fatal.

In the arena.

Lin Yu slowly turned around, facing the audience seating which had already gone completely mad.

It seemed he felt his previous laugh hadn't been heard clearly by everyone.

"Heh."

He let out another short, crystal-clear chuckle.

The stadium's sound system, which hadn't been turned off yet, faithfully captured this light laugh and sent it into everyone's ears through the hundreds of surround-sound speakers.

The clamor of the entire stadium experienced a bizarre one-second pause.

Following that was an even more violent explosion!

"Fuck!"

"I'm going to fucking kill him!"

Hundreds of audience members in the front rows lost control completely. They rushed out of their seats, lunging toward the energy isolation wall like madmen, using their hands, their bodies, and anything they could find to frantically beat against that indestructible wall.

"Let us through!"

"A life for a life! A life for a life!"

Countless distorted faces were pressed against the wall, their features deformed by the pressure, eyes bloodshot and staring fixedly at Lin Yu, wishing they could swallow him alive.

At this moment, Lin Yu's provocative behavior triggered the most intense backlash, pulling the tension within the arena to its breaking point.

At the entrance, Wen Yan walked up to Zhong Huai's side.

He glanced at the "Identity Reset" interface on Zhong Huai's light screen, then turned his gaze back to the arena.

His reaction was completely different from the worried Zhong Huai.

Because he remembered something else.

A memory flashed through his mind like lightning.

Not long ago, in the private Duel Arena of the Organization, the world-destroying ultimate move that Lin Yao and Zhao Tianyang had teamed up to create had nearly drained the energy and life force of everyone present.

Wen Yan still vividly remembered that feeling of being hollowed out, of helplessly walking toward death.

But what he also vividly remembered... was that green radiance so dense it had almost solidified.