The Wallfacer: Everyone wants to break through my wall.

Was he wrong all along? Was everyone just a nice guy? Has the world become so wonderful without him even knowing?

“I think Mr. Stock simply finds you more terrifying than any danger or difficulty, so…” the maid said.

Lin Feng said, "Nonsense, Edith, put your hand on your heart and tell me, do I, Feng Taylor, seem like a terrible person?"

Lin Feng doesn't consider himself a good person, but at least he's a good boss. When his subordinates come to him with problems they can't solve or can't make up their minds about, he complains a bit, but he always manages to resolve them one by one.

His ruthlessness was always directed only at enemies and troublemakers.

The maid looked on with a smile and pointed at Lin Feng, but she turned her head away against her will.

"Not like..."

……

"What a fucking shameless bastard!"

In the Three-Body Problem game world, a person dressed in tattered clothes, looking like a beggar, is swearing at someone in a pop-up window.

The other person next to him quickly tugged at his sleeve.

“Su Qier, be careful. You’ve been led astray. Feng Taylor is playing dumb to lull us into a false sense of security. Once we show our weakness, he will deliver a fatal blow.”

Upon hearing this, Su Qier glanced at Lin Feng's stand-in in the pop-up window with disgust, and then closed it.

Su Qier said to his companion, "Di Renjie, why isn't the high-level self-investigation over yet? Feng Taylor can do whatever he wants now."

Di Renjie shook his head and replied, "There's so much data that it could fill several rooms; they'll have a hard time organizing it all in a short time."

"Aren't you a crime-solving expert? Can't you help them solve it faster?" Su Qier said.

"This is just browsing the materials, not case analysis. Those materials have been piling up for many years. In order to completely remove the traitor from the organization, these are all things that must be done," Di Renjie said helplessly.

Su Qi'er retorted with dissatisfaction, "So we're just going to stand by and watch? Watch Feng Taylor integrate the power of the Third World countries as well?"

Di Renjie stroked his chin, lost in thought.

Allowing Feng Taylor to act so recklessly is definitely not an option, and right now the organization's higher-ups are too busy to attend to anything else...

“…We can try to muddy the water,” Di Renjie suggested.

How do you stir it?

Di Renjie said, "Feng Taylor is hard to kill, but what about the people around him? For example, the reporter he sent to contact Third World countries, and some high-ranking officials in Third World countries. The world doesn't turn around just because of Feng Taylor's words; it depends on many other people."

“We can kill them, or stir up conflict. The higher-ups are currently busy, and we may not be able to stop Feng Taylor on our own, but we can slow down his plans.”

Su Qi'er nodded. This was a method that wasn't perfect, but at least it wasn't bad either, buying as much time as possible for the organization's higher-ups.

"The world belongs to the Trisolarans!" Su Qier said.

……

A large hotel in South Korea, located a few hundred meters from the U.S. consulate.

This grand hotel is the property of Camon Stock. Thanks to the job Lin Feng gave him, and through exchanges with heads of state and high-ranking officials from various countries, he has accumulated assets worth over 100 million US dollars.

Besides this hotel in South Korea, he has assets all over the world.

Of course, Stock understood that some things could be used to gain benefits, while others could not. He dared not neglect the task assigned to him by Wallfacer Feng Taylor.

A crisp knock sounded at the door, and the male servant who entered respectfully greeted Stock.

“Mr. Stock, someone wants to see you.”

Chapter 71 Don't take everything you say seriously

"Want to see me? Who?"

Stock raised an eyebrow and asked.

“They say they are your friends,” the male servant said.

“I have many friends, many before, and even more now. I’ll have them make appointments.”

Stock waved his hand, and the male servant nodded in understanding.

"Yes, sir."

A moment later, Stock found his phone ringing. It was the private phone that Wallfacer Feng Taylor had given him to facilitate communication between them.

However, Stock never dared to call them, so he never used the call.

"You were looking for me?"

When Stock connected the call, he abandoned his previous arrogant demeanor and asked Lin Feng on the other end of the line with a sheepish smile.

"I need to discuss something with you. Could we schedule the appointment earlier?"

For a moment, the smirk on Stock's face froze. His thoughts raced, and in just a few seconds, he quickly figured out what was going on.

"Where...where are you now?" Stock asked nervously and cautiously.

"I'm outside the door."

"Please wait a moment."

Stock tried to remain calm as he hung up the phone and summoned all the hotel managers.

"Go quickly! Invite the people waiting outside in! Quickly! They are our most distinguished guests!"

"Go prepare the best tea to serve our guest! Don't dawdle! If you neglect him, I'll sink you all to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean!"

Lin Feng and his maid Edith were invited into the reception room by Stock, who came down personally.

"There's no need to be so nervous," Lin Feng said.

"I'm not nervous at all, hehe..."

Standing to the side, Stock had a goofy grin on his face and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Why don't you sit down?" Lin Feng asked.

"No, I'll just stand. I sat for too long, and my butt hurts."

Not understanding what was going on with Stoke, Lin Feng didn't pay much attention. After all, whether someone was standing or sitting was their own freedom. He wasn't a devil, so why would he interfere with his subordinates' freedom?

"My main purpose this time is to understand..."

Before Lin Feng could finish speaking, Stock quickly replied.

"I know! I've been doing everything you asked me to do! I've prepared all the work reports for you!"

With a wave of his hand, the male servant pushed in a cart full of documents.

Lin Feng picked up a document at random and started reading it, nodding in agreement.

"Um, this..."

“If you don’t believe the report, you can contact the heads of state to verify the situation!” Stock quickly said.

Stock was genuinely terrified. The events of that press conference still chilled him to the bone. This man in front of him could really send his entire family to meet God if he was in a bad mood.

"Don't be nervous, relax," Lin Feng said.

“No! I’m not nervous at all!” Stock said.

"Anyone can tell you're super nervous, okay?" Lin Feng thought to himself.

After thinking about it, Lin Feng didn't pay too much attention. It was fine if his subordinates were a little strange. As long as they could get things done, it wasn't a bad thing no matter how strange they were.

"Have you encountered any difficulties or dangers at work?" Lin Feng asked, addressing a question he was particularly concerned about.

"I have encountered this before, but I solved it."

Perhaps because it involved work, Stock's nervousness subsided, and he gave a calm reply.

"Wow, that's amazing, is it ETO?"

Stock replied, "You flatter me. It's not an ETO, just some local forces. Contacting the local government will resolve the issue."

"Tell me how it's progressing," Lin Feng said.

"We have completed construction in two-thirds of the countries. The difficulties in countries with many mountains, forests and swamps are only technical. The real challenges are in war-torn regions, such as the Middle East, where various forces are divided. It is already good enough that there is no war, let alone talk about infrastructure construction."

"This was partly the reason why PDC did not initially intend to include third-world countries in virtual education."

"Nonsense, just an excuse. If I really wanted to do it, it would be a simple matter." Lin Feng curled his lip. This kind of rhetoric could only fool political idiots.

Lin Feng said, "Local armed groups are basically supported by backers who provide them with weapons. You can follow the leads and then contact the backers behind these local armed groups."

“Talk directly to their supporters, and ignore the local armed forces; they are just pawns in the open struggle.”

Stock thought for a moment and replied, "Chess pieces can also be disobedient."

Lin Feng replied, "If they don't obey, they will be wiped out. They don't have military production. Even the best-equipped army on Earth today is weak as trash if its logistics are cut off. Not to mention those local warlords, they will be eliminated by the opposing warlords in the first place."

After thinking for a moment, Stock asked again.

"What if the supporters behind you don't listen either?"

"Borrow some hydrogen bombs from the five permanent members of the UN Security Council. If they don't listen, plow that area up," Lin Feng said.

"???"

Stock was completely bewildered and horrified, as was Edith, the maid beside him.

Lin Feng shrugged, looking helpless.

"Don't look at me like that. You haven't seen the problem clearly. What are we doing now? We are doing things for the sake of all human civilization. Only humanity as a whole will benefit."

"If you can't reach an agreement, you can sit down and talk slowly. What does it mean if you don't want to talk? It means that you don't want humanity to benefit at all. That's ETO for sure. We don't need to be lenient with ETO."

"Of course, we should avoid using hydrogen bombs if possible; their main strength lies in their deterrent effect."

"Gather all those who won't listen to reason one day, detonate a nuclear bomb in front of them, and they'll stop spouting nonsense."

Stock swallowed hard, his forehead covered in a fine layer of sweat. He knew what a crazy madman he was in front of, but he never imagined he could be this reckless.

"Your suggestion is good, but... but I think it's more efficient for me to do things my own way..."

Stock rejected Lin Feng's suggestion, feeling it was better to believe the world could be a better place...

On the way back, Edith suddenly asked Lin Feng a question.

"Were you serious about what you just said?"