What? You say His Majesty is a war criminal!!

The dreamland was shrouded in endless darkness as always.

A little glow is far away at the end of the horizon.

Qin Zheng's scope of activities is still only that wide.

The rolling darkness boiled at the edge of the fire, sometimes transforming into terrifying shapes, but it was helpless and could not break through the range of the fire.

Qin Zheng set his sights on the high platform.

A ball of light emitting soft silver light shrouded the sky above the fire, like a shrunk sea of ​​stars.

There were vaguely fiery red threads in the fire connected to this net.

Qin Zheng stretched out his hand, and silver-white light flowed in his palm.

Some strange sounds sounded in his head.

"It's so crazy. I heard that someone declared war on the Ross family in St. Ann's District. Not only did they kill their representatives, they also killed anyone who dared to ally with them."

"What's that person's name?"

"It seems his name is Qin Zheng. It is said that the guy killed one person in one step and was very domineering. When he left after killing the people, he said, three years to the east of the river and three years to the west of the river. Don't bully young people into poverty."

"I heard another version. What he said was that the powerful people in the Free City would no longer be able to be superior, and that all living beings would be able to control their own destiny from now on."

"Didn't Qin Zheng smile sarcastically and say coldly, "Didn't the Ross family already have a way to kill themselves?"

"Why do you each have the same version? Who is the real one??"

Hearing these words, Qin Zheng, who had always been calm, suddenly turned dark! !

This rumor is too outrageous! !

Withdrawing his hand, soft light flowed from his fingers.

The voice that sounded in Qin Zheng's ears disappeared.

Qin Zheng reached out and picked up another handful of flowing light.

The voice came to mind again.

"By the way, Qin Zheng has completed the implantation of the cybernetic prosthetic limb. With three heads and six arms, he single-handedly killed seven in and seven out."

"You know, not only does it have three heads and six arms, but it also has a super laser cannon implanted underneath it. It explodes seven times a second, and it blinds all those people."

"Fuck, this is too powerful, seven times in one second, who can bear it??"

"You have to scream when the goddess comes, slow down."

Qin Zheng let go of the streamer in his palm.

Let them flow through your fingers.

Those sounds disappeared.

He tested it several times and found that the dots of light represented voices talking about him.

Of course, the content of the discussion is getting more and more ridiculous.

Qin Zheng couldn't help but think of a story.

A soldier who died in battle left a last message to his far away wife.

The soldier who said he would deliver his last words soon encountered danger, and finally died heroically, passing on his last words to another person.

After that person died, another person was handed over.

Just like this, one sacrifice leads to the next, and in the end it dramatically turns into a few coos of a dove.

This phenomenon is called mass aphasia, which means that after a message is delivered by multiple people, the final result may be completely different from the original message.

It is clear that in this day and age, humanity has not overcome this problem.

Those people are accustomed to trusting details obtained from a "reliable source."

This reliable channel does not include but is not limited to one of my friends, one of my relatives, my neighbor next door, etc.

One pass to two, two to three, it completely changed.

Qin Zheng shook his head and ignored the increasingly ridiculous truth being spread.

He retracted his hand and observed the light group carefully.

It was found that this light group was composed of countless luminous particles.

Not really a ball of light.

Qin Zheng used his thoughts to pull a particle.

The tentacles of thought penetrate deep into the structure of particles.

Qin Zheng saw the particles extending thin tentacles radially around them, connecting to other particles.

There are countless tentacles between the particles, completing intricate connections like stars.

This so-called light cluster is actually a complex network of rays of light.

Every particle is a node.

They are connected to each other, forming a multi-layered and complex network.

When his thoughts continued to penetrate into the particles and broke through a certain critical point, Qin Zheng suddenly got a very strange vision.

It was a very simple house with peeling walls and various worn-out smart devices.

The fan at the vent whirred, sucking in the outside air.

There is a projector mounted on the wall.

Dozens of curved structural lenses tremble, forming a bright screen on the dining table.

An announcement from the Liberty City military was playing inside.

"Last night, unfortunately, a major incident occurred in St. Ann District. Criminals broke into the Black Ice Group branch building and caused a terrorist incident, causing a total of 131 deaths and 321 serious injuries. This incident has attracted the official attention of Liberty City, and a special investigation team has been set up to strictly investigate and deal with the matter, and will never tolerate thugs who dare to commit such vicious incidents."

"Representatives of the police agency spoke in this regard. They will fully assist the investigation team to thoroughly investigate this matter, effectively maintain the law and order of Liberty City, ensure the fairness and justice of Liberty City's laws, and create a beautiful home for many residents of Liberty City."

"Haha, these Bitchis have suffered a lot." A man at the dining table burst into laughter.

"Yeah, these bastards, haha, this Qin Zheng is so awesome."

"Long live."

"He is a new legend."

Others at the table drank and shouted excitedly.

Qin Zheng just felt confused.

A series of information poured out from the particles.

Wood District.

Room 2631, Apartment 214, 624 Street, Panshi Block.

Information about the owner of the vision appeared in Qin Zheng's mind.

Including the other party's height, living habits, residence, etc.

It's all crystal clear.

Qin Zheng withdrew his mental tentacles, and the special vision disappeared.

Look at the fire and the network of glowing particles.

He was lost in thought.

"I originally thought of planning one or two big events, and gaining some reputation would allow me to better recruit troops. But who would have thought that such a change could occur in the fire."

Relate to recent events.

Qin Zheng could easily guess the reason for the appearance of the light group

If enough people chant his name, this light group will appear.

Qin Zheng can see other areas with the help of these light groups.

The light group may have existed before, but there were too few people talking about it and there were too few particles.

He couldn't notice it and ignored the existence of this light group.

There has been such a big commotion and it has attracted thousands of people to talk about it.

Maybe the whole of Liberty City is talking about him and his team right now.

Only when there are more people talking about it and more particles are there can such a light group be formed.

Thinking of this, Qin Zheng reached out his hand again, trying to grab the red threads connecting the fire and the light group.

See what other secrets there are.

But nothing was encountered.

It seems that they are just traces of another world projected on this world, and do not really exist.

It is also possible that the connection between the two is too weak, which makes him unable to touch.

"The people who were talking about me were actually able to make such a difference."

Qin Zheng stood in front of the fire and the light group emitting soft silver light, and fell into deep thought.

Those who are willing to do what he does will become fuel in the fire.

Those who know his name and speak of him constitute this mysterious light.

What does the thread connecting the two represent? ?

Someone who has potential and can be turned into firewood.

Or could the fire gain some power from those who talked about him.

Qin Zheng couldn't figure out the reason.

I just know that there must be a relationship between the two.

He just wanted to continue trying other experiments to see if he could figure out the connection between the fire and the light group.

A voice suddenly sounded in his ears.