Chapter 198: You Guys Are Going Too Far!

The night passed quietly without any turbulence. Ryan washed the dishes and then sat beside Hua, watching a variety show that wasn't funny at all, while casually chatting about recent events.

There was no need to think too much, and nothing really needed to be kept to himself.

Ryan briefly talked about the pseudo-Herrscher matter and told Hua to be extra cautious with Fire Moth from now on. He then discussed some breakthroughs in his research, skipping the details and just mentioning the results.

"The Divine Keys was actually created. I thought Vil-V was just joking about it." Hua held her tea, her eyes slightly wide. This was way too complicated for her, as an excellent high school student.

"She looks unreliable, but in fact, it's extremely important. It wasn't a waste of effort to bring her into Fire Moth."

"But you just said Fire Moth isn't reliable."

"However, there's no other platform that can replace it. Like, even though I get along well with Edwyn from the Far East Branch, he might not necessarily stand with me." Ryan spread his hands, then gently clenched his fists.

"Strength and power are sometimes similar, but they are definitely not the same. The latter is far more complicated."

Hua still didn't quite understand. She knew Ryan didn't have the appetite to take over the whole Fire Moth, and that the world couldn't be saved by a few superheroes. She hesitated but nodded.

"Dr. Mei probably wouldn't agree with rushing things. I guess she would prefer to separate enemies, friends, and neutrals."

"Pretty much. Mei has prepared for it, but the world doesn't follow my will. If I could take control smoothly, that would be best, but I can't stand those people constantly dragging their feet." Ryan answered in a low voice, then lightly clapped his hands. "Alright, you don't need to worry too much about it. Just stay cautious. At least the Far East Branch and South God's Branch are friends."

He suddenly didn't want to talk about these mentally exhausting matters, so he changed the topic.

"By the way, are you still playing that Ark of the Apocalypse?"

"Mm, I play it when I'm resting." Hua took out her phone excitedly and proudly said, "I pulled two six-star characters, both ones I like."

"How many pulls?"

"About 150, as long as I didn't get bad pulls, I'm happy with it."

That's basically a guaranteed good pull. If Kevin saw your Golden Fleet, his mentality would probably explode.

Ryan suppressed his laughter, pointing to the screen. "There's another ten-pull left. Want me to help?"

"Uh, I don't need your help for this." Hua still remembered the shock she felt when she pulled double gold, but seeing Ryan's regretful expression, she gritted her teeth. "Alright, let me see if senior brother has good luck."

She didn't believe it—how could the difference between a poor and lucky player be so big? Ryan took the phone and gently pressed the button.

The colorful light flashed, lighting up Hua dazed face. In the sky-high golden light—

How is it double gold again?!

...

Some people are going to have a sleepless night.

Ryan returned to his room, still smiling. Hua may be awkward, but sometimes she was just too funny.

She immediately began doubting life. She hadn't even taken a shower and threw herself on the bed, endlessly refreshing the card pool, completely ignoring Ryan.

"Heh, you poor non-lucky player and lucky player duality." Ryan opened his computer, typed in the password, and chuckled. Hua, usually a non-lucky player, became a lucky player at crucial moments.

Having experienced several missions with casualties over 80%, her teammates had changed several times, and she had only suffered light injuries. It was clear how lucky she was.

I, on the other hand, have the opposite luck—great luck most of the time, but when it's crucial, I get unlucky, having to fight through it.

Lost in thought for a moment, he snapped back to reality, sent a message to Mobius, and while waiting for a response, opened a writing program. After typing the password three times, he finally opened the main document.

Hmm, where should I write from? Recently, I've been slacking off, haven't pushed the main storyline much, just messing around with spicy chapters. Next chapter, I have to focus on the main plot.

Ryan took a sip of tea, looking up at the ceiling. As a pantser, he usually relied on his instincts for writing, or as people commonly called it, he "winged it" when deciding the plot. After thinking for a moment, his fingers moved at lightning speed, creating blur effects with each stroke.

At a speed of 5000 words per hour, as a super tentacle monster, this side job wasn't tiring for Ryan. It even allowed him to slow down his brain while thinking about the plot.

He could still hear the sounds of someone tossing and turning in the next room. The clock slowly approached midnight, and the random noises finally stopped.

"Done, 8,000 words, hmm, feeling good." Ryan stood up and stretched his shoulders. Then, he picked up his phone to check, only to see that Mobius hadn't replied yet. She was probably busy.

So boring, might as well check the backend.

He entered the writer's channel and checked the subscription data. Since most writers had stopped writing, their subscriptions were actually increasing. But as Ryan carefully analyzed the subscription data—

Bang!

He slapped the table, standing up in anger. "These bastards are going too far!"

Hua directly pushed open the door, unsurprisingly not asleep. She saw Ryan standing with his hands on his hips, looking furious, and couldn't help but feel confused.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just ran into some annoying stuff."

"Do you need help?"

"No, just go to sleep." Ryan quickly turned away, not daring to let her see the things he had written recently. He hurried over to Hua.

"Really, it's nothing. Listen, just go to sleep."

As a fusion warrior, Hua had already seen the strange webpage. She was pushed toward the door, mumbling.

"If you need anything, just tell me. I can go without sleep for a day or two."

"It's really nothing, really nothing." Ryan kept pushing her, thinking to himself, what can you help with? Let's review some pornography together?

Thud.

When the door closed, Ryan leaned against it, gritting his teeth. The reason for his frustration was simple.

The main storyline I worked so hard on, no one's reading it. Instead, the spicy chapters are getting a lot of subscriptions. That really got to me. The whole point of writing was to find like-minded people, but instead, I've encountered a bunch of perverts.

I just want to go to the moderator and ask, what are they doing here? If you want those kinds of sites, go to the shady ones.

He sighed, slumping back into his chair, resting his head on his hand as he scrolled through the comments. The more he read, the angrier he got.

["I want the spicy stuff! I want to see Asuka and Rei getting spicy!"]

["Author, can you make the mecha apostle, or switch it around?"]

["Bro, you're still the best."]

["People can't, at least they shouldn't."]

...

Why is that one who calls herself 'Hua' still not dead? She leaves a comment in every chapter, and the way she talks is a bit like Elysia's, and there's also the coincidence with Changkong City.

No way. If it really is her, with Elysia's personality, she would've already let the entire Fire Moth know about my latest work.

Ryan relaxed. This was his biggest secret, and Elysia wouldn't be able to resist teasing him.

What a mess. Well, keeping my original identity online isn't too bad. At least I'll remember that someone named Wang Kai once existed.

An ordinary name, an even more ordinary life—other than working and playing games, sometimes writing a couple of failure books, and handshaking when the mood struck.

There was no gorgeous girl beside him, and even though he found a girlfriend, he didn't dare marry her because of housing issues. He didn't need to bear any heroic title.

Originally, he couldn't even be bothered to raise a cat, let alone endure a blood draw.

As for being next door to Fu Hua, he couldn't even dream of it, or rather, when he saw her for the first time, he'd practice the 'covering the crotch' technique.

Interesting, it's like a nested doll. At the origin point, the origin point is still buried.

Ryan thought for a long while and laughed at himself. The strange memories created a sense of disconnection, just the question of "who am I" could take ten days and nights to figure out.

But it was this sense of disconnection that brought him endless fulfillment.

Ding.

His phone finally made a sound, pulling Ryan out of his amusing thoughts and back into the exciting yet brutal reality.

["I'll send the Fourth Herrscher's data to your email shortly."]

Mei was still brief, quickly sending the data over. At first glance, there didn't seem to be any issues.

It was simply about detecting Herrscher energy, which then rapidly expanded and consumed the entire fleet. But when Ryan zoomed in on the map, his eyebrows raised.

The Herrscher source hadn't started at the head of the fleet but was actively approached by the fleet. This wasn't unusual in terms of procedure. The sub-fleet's main mission was to clean the islands, and if a Herrscher source was found, it had to be investigated.

["Mei, do you think there's a problem?"]

["There are doubts, but nothing that qualifies as an issue. If the Herrscher didn't descend on Rose, this is no different from the anomalies in the Sea of Time."]

Mei was very rational and impersonal, but Ryan wasn't so cold. He stared at the map, deep in thought.

["Could there be two scenarios for the Herrscher descent? The first is when the host is already selected, and it's injected precisely; the second is when a Herrscher source appears, and there just happens to be a suitable host nearby, provided the overall Herrscher energy concentration in the world allows it."]

["Like machines being connected to a terminal?"]

["The Herrscher is exactly that, a being linked to human energy, the core of the Herrscher is to serve this function. As for the terminal, you already proposed a hypothesis about that last time."]

Everything has a cause, and the purpose of science is to find that cause. Mei was silent for a long time, mentally running through calculations.

["Your hypothesis is interesting. If it's correct, what's the significance?"]

["There's more than just us exploring the essence of the Herrscher. These mysterious lifeforms will always make people think."]

["You remind me of Mobius. She was always interested in studying the Herrscher."]

["Now, Mobius's goal has changed, or rather, the Herrscher can't retain emotions and has a huge flaw."]

Ryan continued typing quietly, thinking of the pseudo-Herrscher. It seemed to be related.

["Have Vil-V send the things over. I think I've got a hold of their tail."]

Ryan slightly raised his head. He had dealt with many big players and didn't believe these people would act out of 'faith.'

There must be some personal, realistic benefit behind it.