66: Chapter 65 Initially courteous, later arrogant

Two announcements were posted on the Fate Platform almost simultaneously.

The Little Life Society was calm and rational, while the Revival Society was grand and imposing. The two articles came from different perspectives, but their conclusions were identical—

Support the Fate Master.

Welcome visitors.

Maintain confidence.

Continue moving forward.

Immediately after the announcements were issued, hundreds of large and small organizations with official posts on the Fate Platform followed suit.

"The Blue Sea Chamber of Commerce supports the Fate Master's decision. We welcome visitor system users to browse our product information (purchasing functions are up for discussion)."

"The Iron Anchor Workshop states—good craftsmanship is not afraid of being seen. All craft tutorials will remain public, letting the whole world see the standard of Yanhuang Civilization artisans."

"The Deep Sea Hunter Alliance provides a friendly reminder: our beast hunting live streams have no privacy mode. Look, feel free to look. It's only natural to be envious."

Guided by the official announcements, public opinion also began to shift from fierce verbal abuse to a more subtle stance—

It was not hostility, but a condescending sense of superiority.

"Fine, let them watch. They can see but can't buy anyway. This is just visual torture."

"Purely a series of 'making passersby drool with envy,' hahaha."

"Come to think of it, they can't even enter the Karmic Trading Realm and can only watch us trade with longing eyes. Isn't that harsher than discrimination?"

"The scale has opened, everyone. The Fate Master's scale has opened. Since we are destined to be the final winners, is it too much to let future 'subjects' see what a civilization is?"

"China has been a land of etiquette since ancient times. When guests arrive, we give them a cup of tea and let them see the host's grandeur. As for whether they can sit at the table to eat—that depends on their performance."

This rhetoric spread rapidly and became the mainstream attitude of Yanhuang Civilization survivors toward visitor system users.

No rejection, no intimacy.

Looking down from above.

A condescension carrying the confidence of a civilization.

And those visitor system users from the Taegeukgi and the Fusang camps who were still jumping out to shout about "unfairness" were like grains of sand thrown into the ocean in the face of the two major organizations' announcements and the hundreds of millions of Yanhuang Civilization bullet comments.

They didn't even cause a splash.

On Yang Hang's side, he was concentrating on the various feedback on the Fate Platform using his Divine Sense.

He had decided to implement this visitor system after careful consideration, but after all, this was just his own idea.

The Cause and Effect Fate Platform belonged solely to him, but many more Yanhuang Civilization survivors were living and using it, so the reactions of the Yanhuang Camp were very important to him.

Fortunately, while there was resistance, there was also rational analysis, and with the various large and small organizations speaking up to help him control the overall sentiment, Yang Hang felt quite good.

He was even contemplating whether he could provide a channel for certain organizations to communicate with him?

But that wasn't urgent; there would always be opportunities later.

—As for those jumping clowns...

Yang Hang received a barrage of messages from his younger sister.

The content expressed shock, confusion, and analysis regarding the newly appeared visitor system.

At the same time, she told him that the Family group chat had exploded, boasting that she had become an international streamer.

She also expressed that she really wanted to bring her brother, Yang Hang, along to stream together, an unbeatable duo.

Yang Hang looked at the stream screenshot Yang Yue sent on the light screen.

The screen was full of gray foreign language bullet comments, paired with her words, "Brother, I'm an international big streamer now," and one could feel that sense of pride even through the screen.

"Yes, yes, yes, Miss Lu is the best in the Universe, and you are the second best." Yang Hang typed a reply, playing along perfectly.

"Hmph, you're sensible."

Yang Hang smiled and prepared to close the chat interface to check the new data in the Karmic Trading Realm.

A long message suddenly popped up in the chat box.

"Brother, let's talk about serious business. People from the Revival Society have contacted me."

Yang Hang's fingers hovered in mid-air.

"Recruitment?" He typed two words.

"It's not recruitment, that sounds so unpleasant. It's an invitation." Yang Yue replied quickly, "The conditions they offered are quite good. As long as I join, I get elite member treatment immediately. Mom and Dad can also move into their core protection zone and enjoy the highest level of security."

"Anything else?"

"There's also..." Yang Yue sent a voice message, her voice lowered, "They have the teleportation quota for that golden wonder, the 'assembly order' internally. If I perform well, I can fight for a spot. Then, you can be directly teleported over. Our Family can be reunited."

Yang Hang leaned back on his lounge chair, looking at the sea.

assembly order. That mass teleportation item Zheng Yuanshan had offered.

The little girl had gone around in a big circle, not really emphasizing the elite treatment or the core protection zone, but the point had actually landed here.

"Did you tell them about the golden treasure chest ability I unlocked?" Yang Hang asked.

"Of course not! I'm not stupid." Yang Yue replied instantly, "I understand the principle of not flaunting wealth. I just said your starting luck was average and you were still struggling to survive."

Yang Hang's mouth twitched.

Struggling to survive.

Fine.

Although it didn't quite match what he had filled in.

But it didn't matter.

"Then what do you think yourself? Do you want to join?"

Yang Yue was silent for a while on the other end.

"Actually... I'm fine with either." She typed, "Right now our Family doesn't lack supplies, you get me those Silver Grade treasure chests every day, and my Houseboat is better than most people's. But... I'm just a little panicked."

"Panicked about what?"

"The Magic Sea Beast Tide." Yang Yue's tone revealed a hint of uncertainty, "The last beast tide was just the first wave. Who knows if there will be higher-level sea beasts in the future? What if I run into one of those tens-of-meters-long monsters? Can my silver Houseboat hold up? The Revival Society is official, after all, there's strength in numbers, and their fleet is already formed. Being with them is better than fighting alone, right?"

Yang Hang looked at this paragraph without pointing it out.

This was typical pre-Transmigration thinking. When in trouble, look for the authorities; it's good to rest under a big tree.

This is a gene engraved in the bones of Yanhuang Civilization people, which is understandable.

But with the arrangements he had been making for his Family in the open and in secret these days, his sister didn't realize that her and her parents' self-preservation ability and strength were already top-tier in the Magic Sea. Joining a huge organization and becoming a cog in it wasn't necessarily safer than fighting alone.

"Xiao Yue." Yang Hang slowed his typing speed, "You just said it yourself, our Family doesn't lack resources now, and safety is guaranteed. Since it doesn't matter whether you join or not, there's no need to rush to make a statement."

"Brother, do you mean... refuse?"

"It's not refusing, it's stalling." Yang Hang tapped the virtual keyboard, "Keep in touch first, see how they operate internally, and watch the subsequent situation. With your current strength, the initiative is in your hands. A deal rushed into is not a good deal."

"Then what about your teleportation quota?" Yang Yue was still concerned about this.

"Your brother is a golden grade treasure chest opener, probably one of the few in the entire Magic Sea. Do you need to worry about me?" Yang Hang smiled, "Maybe one day, I'll open a teleportation item myself and fly over to find you."

"Tch, you think golden wonders are cabbages." Yang Yue sent an eye-rolling emoji, "Fine, I'll listen to you, I'll keep them hanging for now. But you be careful out there alone, don't run around."

"Got it. Go do your business."

Closing the chat box, Yang Hang stood up.

The sea breeze blew across the deck, and the three-hundred-meter-long golden giant ship was as stable as Mount Tai in the waves.

Join the Revival Society?

It wasn't like he hadn't seen the official posts the Revival Society had sent out before.

If he wanted, he could probably become a so-called Chief at any time, although it would most likely be a mascot position.

But this was never in his consideration.

However, the reunion that his sister and parents had always wanted was indeed something he needed to consider.

The reason he had wanted to drag out the opportunity to meet was because everything he had was hard to explain.

Unless he directly told his parents and sister his true identity.

Otherwise, it was unsolvable.

So, meeting is one thing, but the identity of the Fate Master must be kept hidden for now.

At least before the dimensional civilization hegemony, he didn't plan to step into the public eye.

If there were really guys with terrifying strength targeting the Yanhuang Civilization, he would inevitably be the first target.

As long as he wasn't in the public eye, he could prevent the identity of the Fate Master from having any direct causal connection with anyone.

In this way, when the time comes, with the help of his talent and ability, he could easily hide in the dark, and it wouldn't be easy for anyone to find him in the causal Domain he excelled in.

This was also one of the best protections for his relatives and friends.

Yang Hang knew this was worrying about nothing, but that Deep Space Giant Eye he encountered when he first used the Power of Causality had really left him with too much of a shadow.

His current strength in the Magic Sea was indeed enough for self-preservation, but after all, he hadn't seen the outside world.

Yang Hang shook his head.

He still had to continue accumulating strength.

In the evening, Yang Hang relaxed his body and mind under the service of the bionic butler, then stepped into the Magic Sea and sank into the depths.

In the past few days, exploring the Magic Sea and honing his various abilities had gradually become his habit. Even many Magic Sea behemoths nearby had gotten to know him; seeing him from afar, they would run away until they were gone, so that every time he went into the sea to hone himself, he had to swim further away.

More interestingly, in the past few days, he had also seen posts released in the help section by Yanhuang Civilization survivors who were positioned around him... and they were the kind that updated daily.

The content of the post was roughly:

Every night, terrifying hisses and fluctuations would come from the depths of the Magic Sea, and a terrifying high-level sea beast was entrenched in the sea area where he was located.

He was terrified and desperately wanted to escape this area, but no matter where he ran, that terrifying sea beast followed him.

Finally, he didn't forget to humorously ask the netizens on the Fate Platform a deadpan joke: "Do you guys think I can survive and escape?"

...

The noise from the launch of the visitor system gradually subsided after the initial few days of intense collision.

Those Yanhuang Civilization survivors who were resistant to the open System at first, feeling it was "bad for Yanhuang Civilization" and "exposing their trump cards," soon found that they were completely overthinking it.

Those foreign civilization survivors who argued with them and were ungrateful had already lost their chance to speak, and they endured it for the sake of the Fate Master.

And these were only a minority.

The rest who belonged to the majority who didn't participate in the debate, or rather, the survivors of non-Yanhuang Civilizations who had some brains and rationality, lived very cautiously and humbly on the Fate Platform.

Even from their replies to the Yanhuang Civilization survivors, one could see that many of them had a fawning mentality.

They used a severely castrated version of the System, without maps, without a compass, unable to enter the Karmic Trading Realm, and even their ability to speak was strictly limited to the Symphony Realm of the World Echo, "one message per person every three days." Moreover, they had to pay a "hefty admission fee" of two karma points to log in to the Fate Platform every day, which was twice that of Yanhuang Civilization users.

The underlying rules of the Fate Platform restricted any insulting vocabulary against the Yanhuang Civilization; once malicious abuse was detected, the penalty was a gag at best, and being kicked off the Fate Platform and stripped of login qualifications at worst.

In the desperate situation of the Magic Sea where people died every day, being kicked off the Fate Platform meant being cut off from the only source of information and hope for survival.

Thus, the wind direction changed completely.