Chapter 440: Chapter 215: Doing Good Deeds Anonymously

Meanwhile, the Last Dragon Descendant looked at the message that suddenly appeared in his inbox, with the sender’s field shrouded in darkness, yet the content directly related to the player’s real-life address and family relationships, making him feel a chill run down his spine.

For the first time, he began to doubt whether there really was something supernatural in this game.

But regardless, tasks still needed to be completed, and the club rewards still had to be claimed.

After transferring the first piece of information Anvis had given him to Little Cat and receiving his payment, the Elf gathered his wits and logged out of the game.

While his memory had not yet completely blurred, he immediately left the gaming pod and quickly jotted down some of the details. Then, he repeated the process of logging in and out several times to record the complete information of the message.

After everything was finished, following the instructions in that mysterious letter, he found a convenience store to borrow a phone and dialed an unknown number.

“Hello, what can I do for you?”

A middle-aged man’s voice came through the receiver, brimming with vitality and bearing an aura of high ranking.

“Hello, is this Uncle Qian? I am a classmate of Qian Ran. I am contacting you because of his recent situation…”

Looking at the contents of the letter, the Last Dragon Descendant read them out as instructed.

“…What did you say?!”

Listening to Jiang Heng’s recitation, the voice on the other end of the phone began to change gradually.

“Alright, dear student, I thank you on behalf of my child for the notification.”

After ending the call, Jiang Heng walked out of the convenience store at a leisurely pace, suddenly looking up into the sky with a somewhat bewildered expression as if there were some invisible watcher there.

………

Due to the discrepancy in the flow of time, several days later in game time, a person in charge of promoting the network on the Yar Continent vanished without a trace.

When the higher-ups from the Eye of the Pupil asked about him to his foreign subordinates, they could only get a response that there had been a minor accident and it was very likely that he wouldn’t be able to appear again for a few years.

With no other options, the Leader had to temporarily assign someone else to fill the vacancy left by Zero’s sudden disappearance.

At the same time, the Silver Blue Club also urgently arranged staff to act as temporary liaisons with the Eye of the Pupil organization, while continuing to take charge of the expansion of the Mechanical network.

Luckily, Zero had made many arrangements before disappearing. Although his sudden departure did not immediately have a significant impact on the network’s expansion.

However, because of Zero’s issue, the Leader exhibited great distrust towards other Silver Blue players and did not agree to let them take over as head of operations, instead appointing a high-ranking officer from the organization to parachute in.

This move greatly impacted the Silver Blue Club, which had invested so much earlier on.

While the mere task rewards were secondary, their primary goal was to further Zero’s positional advancement.

The Leader had previously promised that if Zero successfully met the goal of rapidly expanding the network, Zero would be granted the power to freely command multiple Seventh Rank Professionals.

By then, with Zero’s status, Silver Blue’s influence would truly reach a unique level within the entire game.

Many tasks that were previously unachievable due to insufficient strength, and benefits that were too big to swallow, would no longer be problems. Such snowballing development would continue,

And now, with Zero unable to log in for personal reasons, while the money invested hadn’t completely gone to waste, it had been reduced to just a portion of the in-game materials obtained as task rewards.

The new native leader who was air-dropped in wasn’t as easy to deal with as Zero. Ever since their arrival, the club’s remuneration was significantly reduced.

From a previous state of self-enrichment, it had been cut to something that could only be considered purely professional.

At this moment, Anvis, the ‘main culprit’ for all of this, had already put the matter out of mind and was preparing for an upcoming meeting.

With sufficient information in hand, dealing with Zero wasn’t difficult at all.

In his past life, after becoming famous, Zero once participated in a reality interview program.

During the memory segment of the show, faced with the host’s questions, Zero briefly mentioned the difficulty he encountered when he first started playing “Mysterious Era”–his father.

Zero’s father was actually quite a traditionalist, with very strict demands regarding Zero’s studies and an utter abhorrence for all games.

At home, Zero was strictly forbidden from touching any electronic games, only being allowed to play ‘green and healthy’ games for thirty minutes on weekends.

However, the moment he first encountered “Mysterious Era” at a classmate’s house, Zero fell deeply in love with the game.

In order to have more time to play, Zero made the excuse of needing to study together and visited his classmate’s house every day, even spending his own pocket money to buy a game connector device.

As his grades remained consistently high, his father never suspected a thing. It wasn’t until after the college entrance examination that Zero came clean, having signed a long-term contract with the Silver Blue Club.

That day, he had a big fight with his father, nearly severing their father-son relationship, but since Zero’s examination results were excellent, and the matter was already settled, his father grudgingly accepted it, though their relationship remained poor afterward.

At the time, Zero recounted the story as an amusing anecdote, expressing some regret. If he hadn’t chosen games back then and instead followed his father’s arrangements, life could have been very different.

Thus in this life, Anvis gave him a helping hand. Letting him experience what it’s like to follow his father’s arrangements, no longer sacrificing potential for games, striving for good college entrance examination results, attending a good university, and leading a fulfilling life of fatherly love and filial piety.

Having done another good deed felt truly pleasurable.

After changing into a cloak adorned with the silver Truth Circle emblem and donning a shielding cape, Anvis looked at his reflection in the full-length mirror–clearly not the image of a good man–and smiled slightly.

Whether one can see through the surface to the essence hidden beneath is what distinguishes the average from the wise.

………

In the Gray Iron Kingdom, within the secret headquarters of the “Starfire” organization, the lean leader of the Resistance Army in a gray robe was reviewing several files submitted by his subordinates.

Moving about, a glimpse of the magic soft armor he wore underneath his outer cloak could be seen through its gaps.

With more turf under control, troubles followed. The trivial matters could be handled by his subordinates, but the important matters still required his personal decision-making.

“Lord Ray! Someone wishes to meet with you.”

At that moment, the door was suddenly knocked, and a high-ranking member of the Resistance Army entered,

“What’s their identity?”

Upon hearing the voice, the leader of the Resistance Army did not stop writing with his Magic Feather Pen, simply lifting his blue-gray eyes to glance at the figure who entered.

“The person… seems to be from ‘Truth Circle’!”

After a moment’s hesitation, the Resistance Army member took two steps forward, instinctively lowering his voice.

“Truth Circle?”

On hearing this name, Ray likewise frowned.

Although considered the most important factor in the era of Civil Resistance Organizations, anyone who knew them understood that Truth Circle was no easy entity.

Furthermore, the name itself represented a plethora of troubles.

From the ‘glorious deeds’ they had committed, they had pretty much offended all the top-rank powers on the Continent, to the point of mortal enmity.

If possible, Ray would rather not have any association with them, but now that they had arrived at the doorstep, it seemed it wasn’t something he could simply avoid if he wished.

“…Ask them to come in.”

With a headache, Ray pinched the bridge of his nose but still made a decision.