Peninsula: These female celebrities are all so neurotic.

The living room is rather quiet tonight.

Choi Sulli leaned back on the sofa, holding her phone, listening to Goo Hara's rant for almost ten minutes.

She didn't interrupt much, only occasionally letting out an "uh-huh" to indicate that she was still alive.

Liu Zimu sat next to him peeling an apple, a red ribbon hanging down, almost touching the floor but still not broken.

Choi Sulli opened her mouth and ate the apple that Liu Zimu fed her before saying, "Unnie, don't get excited."

Goo Hara's voice rose, and even Liu Zimu heard a few words.

"West 8," "Lee Seung-ri," "nightclub," "still open"...

Choi Sulli moved the phone away from her ear, wrinkled her nose, and waited until she finished yelling before putting it back.

"I know, I know you're angry after seeing the news, but it's no use saying anything now, those people won't listen to you anyway."

Choi Sulli, on the other hand, took it all in stride. She already knew that the outcome of her previous life was not good!

Liu Zimu handed over another piece of apple that had been cut into wedges.

Choi Sulli opened her mouth lazily like a queen, chewed twice, and added indistinctly, "Don't worry, stay home and don't go out."

She hung up the phone, threw it on the sofa, and started leaning against Liu Zimu.

Her head was resting on his lap, her eyes were fixed on the ceiling, and she was crunching on an apple.

"Hara unnie is furious."

"Those beasts made mistakes, but not a single one of them was detained, and some even appeared on TV shows."

"And I heard that Lee Seung-ri's nightclub has reopened, and there are even people queuing up outside."

Liu Zimu looked down at her and reached out to wipe the apple stain from the corner of her mouth: "Isn't this how things are on your Peninsula? What is Goo Hara trying to do?"

"She plans to send out all the remaining materials." Choi Sulli looked up at him, her eyes filled with a complicated expression. "The materials on the USB drive, the ones that Dispatch didn't dare to send last time, and the ones involving those big shots, she's going to send them all."

"Neither Ji-eun nor I could persuade her to stop."

Liu Zimu didn't reply, but slowly combed through her hair with his fingers, as if touching silk.

Choi Sulli rolled over and buried her face in his stomach: "Oppa, why don't you talk to her? She might listen to you, even though she doesn't know you."

"You know she doesn't know me, right? And why should I advise her?" Liu Zimu withdrew his hand, took a sip of water, and said, "She insisted on posting those things, and in the end, she's the one who suffers. Those so-called big shots can just flick their fingers, and she won't even know how she died."

"The three of you are being too naive. You think that simply hiring a lawyer, giving him the documents, and having him submit them to the media will completely solve the problem?"

"If Goo Hara exposes the remaining evidence like this, she'll be in real trouble. How did she get this evidence? Will those people let her off the hook?"

He patted Choi Sulli's face: "I really didn't expect there to be so much evidence, and so many people involved. If it really escalates to that point, you and Lee Ji-eun will both be implicated!"

Sulli snorted, "What you said is pretty much the same as what IU unnie said!"

Liu Zimu threw away the apple core: "This little Li is quite shrewd!"

"Then what do you suggest we do? Just let those people continue to run rampant? You had the ability to get this evidence, and now you're just going to ignore it?" Choi Sulli straddled him.

"Mind your own business." Liu Zimu put down his coffee cup and patted her face. "Tell Goo Hara to stay home and not do anything. Those people think things are almost over now, so the three of you should stop talking about this on your phones. By the way, besides the three of you, no one else knows about this, right?"

Choi Sulli sat up from his lap, tilting her head to look at him: "Besides the three of us, no one else knows. Even the things given to the lawyer were carefully selected by us."

Liu Zimu nodded and patted her bottom.

"What are you going to do?" Choi Sulli squinted her eyes in enjoyment.

"The coffee shop reopens tomorrow." Liu Zimu stood up, gathered the apple peels into a pile, and threw them into the trash can. "I'm planning to treat myself to a gift."

Choi Sulli stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly laughed.

It's that kind of laugh that says, "I know you're up to something, but I'm not going to ask."

She stood up, tiptoed, and kissed his chin: "Okay, you said it. I'll call Ji-eun unnie and tell Hara unnie not to move for now."

She picked up her phone and went into the bedroom.

Liu Zimu heard her on the phone, her voice sounding like she was trying to coax someone.

He sat on the sofa for a while and tidied up the things on the coffee table.

The cups were washed, and the fruit plate was arranged neatly.

After finishing these tasks, he went into his study and closed the door.

Take out the global release card.

"It's almost time!"

Liu Zimu picked up the card and looked at it.

The things Brother Tongzi gave us were so perfunctory; there wasn't even an instruction manual.

He leaned back in his chair and stared at the card for a long time.

My phone vibrated; it was a message from Park Chae-young. It only had one sentence: "Oppa, we haven't had any schedules for days, we're all exhausted."

He stared at the message for a few seconds, then sent a message to Park Chae-young: 【Then stay home and don't go out unless necessary!】

Another shock! This time it wasn't Park Chaeyoung, but Bae Joo-hyun: [Can't sleep, thinking of you...]

He didn't reply.

I put down my phone, picked up the announcement card, and twirled it in my hand twice.

Li Mingjiu said, "Where does it end?"

Evil people always have other evil people to teach them a lesson.

Liu Zimu placed the release card on the table, opened his laptop, and plugged in the copy of the data that Cui Xueli had retrieved from Goo Hara.

"Use the global distribution card!"

The interface on the laptop started to change.

Liu Zimu smiled, the light from the screen shining on his face. He first opened a folder.

Complete, without any deletions.

From Choi Jong-beom's secretly filmed videos to the complete screenshots of Lee Seung-ri's chat groups, to the financial transaction records of those important figures.

Every folder has a name, and behind every name is a face.

He dragged the files one by one into the upload window.

It's not selective transmission, it's all.

Those things Dispatch dared not release, those things Goo Hara planned to release under her own name, those pieces of evidence that would shake the entire peninsula to its core.

Upload all.

Then he started selecting the media to publish the content.

The system has automatically matched more than 200 countries and regions around the world, and selected a highly influential media outlet for each region.

BBC, CNN, Yomiuri Shimbun, Der Spiegel, Le Figaro...

The names were listed in rows on the screen.

Liu Zimu stared at the list for a few seconds, his lips twitched, and he selected them all.

Release time set: midnight.

Set the release duration to 24 hours.

The last item is the source of publication.

He moved the cursor over, hovering his finger above the touchpad for three seconds.

Then he typed a line: 【Blue House.】

The system will automatically translate and adapt the message, making everyone who sees it believe that the news came from the presidential palace on the Korean Peninsula.

This is interesting, isn't it?

Liu Zimu stared at those three words for two seconds, then laughed—a somewhat eerie laugh, like that of a madman.

Don't you think you can control this world?

Well.

Let's go crazy together.

He placed his finger on the confirmation button and glanced at Park Chae-young's text message: "Okay! I'll listen to Oppa."

Chaeyoung, I'm so sorry!

He pressed the confirm button.

1%......10%......50%......100%.

The progress bar on the screen wasn't moving fast, and at the end, a simple notification box appeared: [Published. Note: Cannot be deleted, cannot be tracked, cannot be blocked.]

Then the computer screen returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Liu Zimu checked the time: "Damn, the system's a bit slow. Are you going to let me down...?"

Sulli walked in and hugged him: "Oppa, Hara unnie said she's going to fight to the death with this world. Ji-eun unnie is there watching over her, so she shouldn't do anything reckless."

"Truth: The whole world will go mad tomorrow."

Choi Sulli glanced at the computer and laughed freely and flamboyantly, just like the smile he had when he met her at the Gangnam Police Station.

"Then go crazy."

She stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

(Aside: This is my first time writing a book on Qidian, and I'm really quite clumsy. There's so much I don't know, and I only figured out how to join the QQ book club today. Haha, I created a group, feel free to join if you're interested. Oh, and one more thing, the book might be going to be available soon, and there's still a lot to figure out, so please feel free to give me your feedback. PS: I'm even a little confused about whether this sentence is appropriate to post here.)