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This group of people smashed up my stall and beat me half to death. There's nowhere to seek justice! I'd better leave!

By this time, the onlookers had all fled. Those who remained were either still undecided about joining but hadn't made up their minds yet, or they had already been drawn into the nearly one thousand-person group and become glorious PT members.

Just as the procession was about to disperse and spread to the surrounding streets and communities for a larger-scale march and demonstration to promote equality.

Suddenly, a series of explosions!

Dozens of manhole covers on several streets flew into the air almost simultaneously with a roar!

Immediately afterwards, jets of water, each about a meter thick and either yellow or green, shot into the sky from the sewers!

An unbearable stench, like a powerful punch, landed squarely on everyone's nose!

Then everyone looked up at the sky, "It's raining!"

Screams, howls, and roars erupted simultaneously in that instant, shaking Liberty City!

……

"Hahahaha! Didn't you see the expressions on the faces of those people not far from me? My God! I was right by the window, and that yellowish-green excrement rain was pounding down from the sky like a storm..."

Gou Quan sat in the chair, slapping his thigh and laughing wildly, almost to the point of fainting.

The other friends, and even Elena who had just returned from dance practice, were having a barbecue in Zhao Hao's backyard.

The food night is over; it's turned into a night of excrement. The stench is so strong that you can smell it from several streets away.

More than 30 fire trucks were mobilized in Liberty City to wash the area overnight!

Back then, the endless stream of excrement flew up to the height of a ten-story building! My God! It's indescribable.

Ten years from now, those who experienced this will surely remember it vividly.

Zhao Hao never expected that his attempt to disrupt the collective suggestion emanating from the sea of ​​spiritual energy would escalate to such an extent. He never imagined that the combination of Chaos Magic, Fire Talisman igniting the swamp gas, and injecting ninety percent of his spiritual energy into the Golden-Winged Scarab would result in such a massive scheme!

This was such a mess! The whole neighborhood was almost flooded with shit!

Zhao Hao had already told Qiye Saki not to tell anyone about this, and to just let it go. If anyone found out, they'd be beaten to death!

During the dinner, Elena would occasionally and warily observe the other two girls present.

Nanaya Saki seemed fine, quite quiet. But Sylvia was constantly chatting and laughing with Zhao Hao, appearing very enthusiastic!

This was a warning sign, and the girl next door became alert.

Besides Elena, there was another stranger here.

A young man in his early twenties, not very tall.

His name is Alan Duke, and he is also a student at Liberty City University, but not in the liberal arts college where Zhao Hao is.

At that time, Zhao Hao had just finished setting up his "smearing excrement on the wall" project when he was harassed by several protesters who were trying to instill "the concept of equality" in him.

He was small and weak, and he couldn't break free even when he tried.

Zhao Hao was immediately displeased: Good heavens, with more people, you've gotten bolder and are now conscripting men!

They went up and "rescued" the man, then took him to hide in a nearby shop.

Of course, it's hard to say whether Alan Duke would actually be willing to let a few beautiful women covered in body paint drag him away.

But then, when gold rained down on him, he was stunned. He began to regard Zhao Hao as his savior!

Although Zhao Hao had tried his best to decline, Alan Duke remained very enthusiastic. Especially when Zhao Hao was buying groceries, everyone realized, wow, he's a rich second-generation heir, an extremely rich second-generation heir!

Zhao Hao: "Alright, since you're so eager to join our dinner, we can't very well refuse. Let's load these into the car first..."

And just like that, there was one more person at the dinner party.

"This is Alan Duke, an alumnus of ours. He is... By the way, what was your major again?"

The slightly confused but handsome young man hesitated for a moment, then said, "What's my major again? Oh right, philosophy! I studied philosophy!"

Although Alan Duke is clumsy, he's not a bad person, speaks well, and most importantly, he's rich!

This is the landlord's foolish son! With him around, no one is allowed to spend money!

Hmm, why don't I have friends like that!

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Chapter 118 Gossip and Fraternities

Liberty City Daily: "This is absolutely a disaster. According to relevant experts, at least 30 tons of excrement flew into the air at least 30 meters high yesterday evening, creating an unprecedented rain of excrement over more than a dozen nearby streets!"

And related experts? Are there even experts who study sewer waste? That would be quite fitting.

However, Zhao Hao did not expect that those few items, when combined so casually, would produce such a wonderful and mysterious reaction.

More than thirty tons appeared out of thin air! They flew into the sky!

With just a single insect from the extraordinary inner world and most of Zhao Hao's spiritual energy?

If Zhao Hao really had that ability, he could have become rich just by selling farmyard manure.

East Coast Post: "This was a premeditated and unusual terrorist attack! This day will be a lifelong nightmare for countless survivors! The suffocating stench could be smelled from kilometers away. The Liberty City Police Department should be ashamed of this!"

Stop talking. The most innocent ones are the residents of those few streets, followed by the Liberty City Police Department. What did they do to deserve this?

Now we also have to cooperate with the firefighters who were hired at a high price and were very unwilling to carry out the cleanup.

Bilis Gossip: "It's said that last night, in the local neighborhood where the incident occurred, the sewage was knee-deep. Rescuers discussed the situation for over an hour but couldn't decide to go in to help. It was the protesters, soaked to the bone and covered in filth, who crawled out, supporting each other. They're reportedly going to form a 'Sewage Post-Traumatic Stress Support Group'..."

That's right, this popular local tabloid featured many photos of protesters.

They were like people who had fallen into a cesspool and had gone through nine falls and eighty-one tumbles before finally managing to climb out and escape with their lives.

It's said that many people fainted on the spot, whether from the fumes or from the excessive stimulation that their hearts couldn't handle.

To be honest, the scene was comparable to activating a monster; just hearing about it made my sanity drop.

It's a huge hit!

This incident is practically a story that should be written into the city's history! Everywhere, whether it's a familiar face or a complete stranger, everyone talks about the "Food Night Excrement Incident."

Even some talk shows and stand-up comedy programs have started writing jokes overnight.

There were even rumors that there were military laboratories in the sewers of Liberty City.

The military has created a new type of explosive bomb that can instantly produce a massive amount of excrement to drown the enemy!

Is this a rumor that a human could come up with?

However, this matter has really exploded, like a volcanic eruption, unstoppable!

This experience will undoubtedly be a major blow to the PT (protestant) organizations in Liberty City. Not only have the PT groups' marches been affected, but residents in nearby neighborhoods have also been impacted.

According to Liberty City officials, it will take at least two weeks to clean up! House prices have plummeted!

Two weeks! It must have dried up and fallen to the ground by now, right? This is ridiculous!

Zhao Hao couldn't care less about that, since no one except Nanaya Saki knew that he was the one who did it.

Not only did he give those PTs a good beating, he also completed a quest: "Quest Completed: Night of Gourmet Food, +65 Fate Points".

"Seriously? I created such a huge scene, and this is all? Does making hundreds or thousands of people unable to eat for days count as interfering with their fate?"

Of course, fate is a difficult thing to explain.

Zhao Hao only received 2 Fate Points from an ordinary person he killed before.

It has only disgusted a group of people now, and in its original course, this march might have been stopped anyway.

It's better to get something than to be taken advantage of for free.

However, Zhao Hao's happiness quickly faded. He had previously thought that he could do bad things anonymously and secretly enjoy it.

Unexpectedly, Colt called him: "Zhao Hao? Our people have found some clues in the sewers. A golden-winged scarab beetle native to Egypt, and a tattered talisman... Don't you want to say something?"

Zhao Hao grinned, surprised that the Mysterious Bureau was so helpful. Or rather, this matter put so much pressure on the Mysterious Bureau!

The Bureau of Mysteries never takes the occasional death of a person seriously. This shows how heinous the act was and how far-reaching its impact will be!

Colt had clearly guessed something from the clues, especially from the talisman encasing the golden-winged scarab amber.

He suspected that Zhao Hao was involved in the matter.

"Damn it! I knew it! I came here to investigate the supernatural forces behind the extreme environmental organization, so why is this happening? Why am I dealing with this? How do I explain this? Was it a sewer gas explosion? God, this is disgusting! I feel like throwing up the pizza I ate for lunch!"

However, he quickly changed the subject and started talking about other things.

There's no way around it; the Bureau of Mysteries will have to get involved in this.

More than 30 tons of excrement rained up to a height of more than 10 meters, irrigating more than 10 streets and soaking a parade of thousands of people!

This looks like a supernatural event no matter how you look at it.

You can't exactly say it's God's punishment, can you? If you say that, some people will actually believe you.

Moreover, a few high-ranking members in the know are aware that there's something fishy going on behind this damned PT organization.

Although they have always kept a very low profile and remained hidden all these years, they have not been idle. On the contrary, they have learned from the lesson of the Wanwang Society, which acted too big and too high-profile, attracting hatred and being ganged up on and killed.

Now they have all gone underground, using very secretive methods, and are adept at mobilizing ordinary people.

Putting aside this PT organization, just a few years ago, a supernatural crime was accidentally uncovered in South America.

Although there is no news from the surface world, the agencies in various countries that deal with the underworld are paying close attention.

Because the agents of the natural world use various pretexts, such as introducing high-end talents, cultural exchange, and equality, to bring some subhumans into remote cities in the world, and give them all kinds of extravagant welfare benefits, and even subsidies.

Finally, they use various pretexts to call for help with highly skilled personnel, such as one-on-two learning partners... but their ultimate goal is to conduct racial experiments!

As an intelligent species, humans possess enormous racial advantages.

Otherwise, would this world be in human hands now?

Even with a significant number of extraordinary races and demi-humans, humans still make up more than half of the population in the Otherworld. Therefore, organizations like the Natural Society conduct various experiments in an attempt to create new intelligent species.

Even many extraordinary individuals and ordinary people are aware of the sinister intentions behind this, but they don't care. They even encourage ignorant people to go to their doorstep.

They are all traitors, and may not even be pure human beings themselves.

Although such things are not common, they certainly happen in secret.

Because the inner world is really difficult to regulate. Many things are done behind closed doors, and by the time it's discovered, it's already too late.