When a person is in a high-ranking position, their words carry the law.

Chapter 376 Reaching a Consensus, The Painter's Painting

As the saying goes, "strike the snake at its seven-inch mark," Bai Ze doesn't know how much importance the painter attaches to the Collection of Myriad Changes, but the God of Commerce certainly regards the Collection of Myriad Changes as fundamental.

If the foundation of Wan Yi Zhi Ji is destroyed, the god of commerce will lose a pillar.

However, as a representative of the god of commerce, the train conductor wouldn't lose his composure because of such a single sentence.

He stared at Bai Ze and said in a deep voice, "Let's not even talk about how you know the coordinates of Wan Yi Zhi Ji's server. Even if you really handed over the coordinates to the Dongxia Federal Council, we could still move it in advance."

“Don’t forget, theologians also know coordinates,” the painter added with a smile.

While relocation may be risky, it is not impossible to take the risk if the situation is actually exposed.

If we listen to you because of the server's threat, will we have to listen to theologians if they use the same threat in the future?
While the painter and the train conductor were certainly troubled by Bai Ze's shameless act of "handing it over to the state," they were not without ways to deal with it.

This isn't enough to threaten them.

however--

"Military strategists can vouch for us regarding the coordinates,"

Bai Ze said calmly, "The third item in the auction is indeed half of the coordinates of the Wan Yi Zhi Ji server, and those coordinates were a clue that the author gave to the military strategist. As for the theologian knowing the coordinates... you two might as well guess how the author knew the coordinates?"

The train conductor and the painter reacted differently upon hearing this.

The train conductor's aura flowed rapidly, while the painter's expression was even more playful.

Clearly, they had all considered one possibility.

“The author tracked down the location of the WanYiZhiJi server himself and obtained the coordinates,” Ekaterina replied.

“After the server is moved, the coordinates in the hands of theologians will be useless, but writers can find new coordinates,” Bai Ze said with a light laugh.

The real key is not the coordinates, but the people who have the ability to find them.

A writer can find it once, or a hundred or a thousand times.

"Hey~ this is interesting."

The painter, seemingly unconcerned, shifted his gaze to the train conductor. "You know, the network protection system of Wanyi Collection originates from the mechanical world and is covered by the divine domain of the God of Commerce. How could it still be breached? Brother Bai Ze, you wouldn't be lying to us, would you?"

The train conductor stared at Ekaterina and asked, "How did you know?"

By now, the train conductor had also noticed something fishy going on on Ekaterina's side.

Could it be that the military strategists already knew that the coordinates had been obtained by outsiders?
The train conductor, who was not made of flesh and blood, felt his blood pressure rise.

If the God of Commerce had known his coordinates were known to outsiders, he would have moved his operations elsewhere long ago, instead of sitting here waiting for theologians to fall into his trap.

The theologian was plotting something with the train, the painter was playing both sides and enjoying the spectacle, and the military strategist knew the coordinates had been leaked but kept it a secret... These guys are all scoundrels, not human.

Even the god of commerce is more human than you guys.

The train conductor's figure, formed by light waves, fluctuated violently, almost exploding.

Suddenly, a dazzling light appeared inside the train conductor's compartment, followed by a deeper and more resonant voice.

The train conductor... or rather, another being who had descended here, said, "I can help the writer get a seat."

"Oh?"

Bai Ze noticed the train conductor's unusual demeanor and said, "I guess there's another 'but'."

"Except for the theologians, his seat belongs to the writers," said the god of commerce who had descended upon the land.

"So, what did Miss Painter say?" Bai Ze looked at the painter.

“Sure,” the painter said with a smile, resting his chin on his hand. “If a writer can get rid of the theologians, it means he is qualified to replace them. With that ability, even if we don’t agree, the writer can still clear out the theologians’ territory. It’s better to gain an ally than an enemy.”

It's a pity that they couldn't get a share of the theologians' pie, but at least they kept their own.

If a writer truly possesses the ability to hack into WanYiZhiJi's servers, exposing the true nature of others shouldn't be too difficult.

Even if you can't find the identities of the other people, finding the trading points under their control shouldn't be a problem.

No matter how secretive they are, if there is a need, they will eventually have to contact the outside world.

Any contact increases the risk of exposure, and the larger the area covered, the greater the risk of exposure.

At this moment, both the painter and the god of commerce felt threatened by the writer.

So they took the initiative to extend an olive branch.

Bai Ze smiled and said, "Sure, I can make the decision for the writer."

In that instant, the same thought flashed through everyone's minds—it really was her.

Why can Bai Ze make decisions for the writer? Of course, it's because he's the writer's lover.

Of course, it's also possible that the author anticipated this outcome and gave Bai Ze some advance notice.

“I also guess there’s a ‘but’,” the painter continued. “But,” Bai Ze said, “we need your help to provide us with all the information related to the theologian. Even if we can’t find out his identity, we need information about his businesses.”

He had long suspected the theologian's identity, and with enough information, he could uncover the theologian's identity.

Upon hearing this, all three parties agreed without much hesitation.

At this moment, the theologian has been tacitly excluded by all three parties, because the theologian has truly broken a taboo this time.

It wasn't because he broke the train's rules, but because he wanted to interfere in the Western Union's election for the presidency, and even used underhanded tactics on the five-star emperor to prevent him from being transferred back to the Western Union.

Whether the theologians succeed or fail, the Collection of Myriad Changes will be targeted by various countries after this incident.

No matter how powerful a secret organization is, as long as it remains secret, it means that its strength is not enough to challenge the major powers that are in the open, not to mention that there are rulers of major powers in the Wan Yi Zhi Ji.

For example, a military strategist is one of the figures at the top of the power structure in the Ursus Federation.

Therefore, theologians must be reckoned with.

Theologians estimate that it was precisely because they foresaw that they would be the first to be purged by the Wan Yi Zhi Ji that they did not care about offending the god of commerce.

Thus, the four parties reached a consensus.

Before leaving, the God of Commerce told Bai Ze that the relevant information would be sent directly to Mu Yaoguang's email address, without going through Wanyizhiji's website account.

The painter clapped his hands lightly, signaling the train conductor outside the meeting room to bring over an oil painting, which he then handed to Bai Ze as a gift.

Afterwards, the train conductor returned to the driver's cab, and the painter also left first.

This time, Ekaterina didn't linger with Bai Ze and immediately returned to her room after the negotiations ended.

Because of his experience with Catherine, Bai Ze keenly sensed that Catherine had begun to cultivate the "Scripture of the Holy King of Reincarnation".

She was probably in a hurry to go back and continue her cultivation.

With the "Sutra of the Holy King of the Wheel of Destiny" available, Bai Ze doesn't seem so appealing anymore.

It's also possible that Ekaterina felt she couldn't force Bai Ze to his knees right now, and that increasing her strength was more important than anything else; she could deal with it another time.

Bai Ze didn't feel any regret about this.

Although the Saintess tastes good, Mu Yaoguang at home is still more intimidating.

He took the painter back to his room after delivering the oil painting, and immediately sought out Mu Yaoguang, hoping she could use her extraordinary wisdom to decipher the possible mysteries hidden within the painting.

It couldn't have been a simple gift from the painter to give him such a painting.

Mu Yaoguang became curious when she heard that the painting was a gift from the artist. She placed the painting on the sofa and examined it carefully.

"Should this be a city, or a modern city?"

Mu Yaoguang looked at the oil painting and said.

The painting is filled with white snow, and beneath the swirling snowflakes, the cityscape is somewhat blurred.

"It doesn't look like a Western architectural style," Bai Ze said.

"It's most likely a city from Dongxia or Yingguo..."

As Mu Yaoguang spoke, she reached out and touched the painting. "And the painting style... Although it depicts a modern scene, judging from the composition, it should belong to classicism or academicism, advocating symmetry and balance. As for the painting technique... the painter may have lived in Vendórbonne and may have studied at a local academy."

Vendórbonne, a famous music capital and art city, is renowned for its music, painting, and architecture, and is one of the most famous cities in the Holy Roman Empire.

As an artist and a Holy Roman, it's quite possible that the painter visited Vendóbone.

This gave Bai Ze a clue to investigate the painter.

'Have Luo Shu check the student lists of the major art academies in Vendórgölü later, and see if anyone might be a painter.'

Bai Ze assigned Luo Shui tasks in advance without any burden, while being taken aback by Mu Yaoguang's discovery, "You even know about oil painting?"

Is this a gifted monster?

It's one thing to be accomplished in martial arts, but he even understands Western painting.

“When I participated in the International Youth Martial Arts Tournament before, I studied that the best way to understand an opponent is to understand their environment and culture, and only then can you understand the individual.”

Mu Yao said without looking up.

What could Bai Ze say? He could only give a thumbs-up in praise, then activate the mimicry AI to begin analysis.

And this analysis actually uncovered some clues.

"This should be a city in the Slug Autonomous Region. I've seen this place before."

Bai Ze recalled his memories of traveling through the entire Slu region and said with certainty, "It was Hanshan City in Slu."

(End of this chapter)