Ark Heroine Development Plan

"Who do you work for?"

……

Guan Yueli, lying on the sofa, gently applauded the mysterious man standing at the door.

And that person's face was exactly the same as the two guys that Chen, Exiah, and Mostima met...!

"What should I say..."

She stood up from the sofa, walked up to the mysterious man in her clogs, and looked him up and down.

"You are much more powerful than I thought."

"I never thought that the person who wanted to find me was actually a descendant of the Sarkaz Royal Court."

Nian stared blankly at the door. The plot was so shocking that she couldn't react for a while.

Guan Yueli excitedly squeezed the mysterious man's arm and said, "Controlling that guy's apostle is no easy task. It's very difficult, isn't it? After all, you have to overcome that mess in your head. Oh wait... is that so?"

The woman reached out and grabbed the air above the mysterious man's head. A teeth-grinding sound of crushing and friction followed, and the entire space above the mysterious man's head began to crack and shatter. The disguise covering multiple spaces fell apart with just a light grip from Guan Yueli.

Above the mysterious man's head, a broken black crown hung in the air.

"This thing... is it the fragment of several generations of Sarkaz crowns?"

Guan Yueli looked at the broken crown with suspicion. "Are you Sarkaz so poor now? You don't even have a proper crown? I remember this wasn't passed down from one person to another?"

"But in this case..."

The woman poked at the black, shattered crown. "That explains how you're able to remotely control it... After all, you're using something like royal authority to assist. If you can't even handle their followers, you Sarkaz should all reincarnate."

"Your Excellency Guanyue."

The mysterious man suddenly spoke.

"Well, is something wrong?"

"What do you think of this gift?"

"Gift?" Guan Yueli raised an eyebrow. "What gift?"

The mysterious man did not answer directly, but said:

"With Chen Huijie's abilities, even if her strength were increased by 300% based on the current intelligence, she still wouldn't be able to single-handedly kill a Deep Sea Cult deacon. In one minute and sixteen seconds, Senior Inspector Xingxiong, who is in charge of handling Deep Sea Cults in that area, will receive a report from the person in charge of the Wan Yi Tian Yun concert, indicating that Chen Huijie has suddenly resigned."

"With Senior Inspector Xingxiong's analytical ability and understanding of Chen Huijie, she will arrive at Chen Huijie's battlefield alone in seven minutes and twenty-three seconds."

"On the other hand, MSR artist Kong will discover that Exia is not present during the performance and will look for her after the performance. There is an 87.7% chance that the two of them will fight against the other body I split off."

"After today, there will be a breakthrough in the relationship between Xingxiong and Chen, and the same will be true for the relationship between Sora and Exia. This should be what Master Guanyue has been most concerned about for some time."

"This is my gift, my...sincerity."

The older man opened his mouth; "You...I...you..."

It took her a long time to put her chin back down, and she walked over to Guan Yueli: "What's wrong with this guy! How come he knows more about what's going on around you than I do?"

Guan Yueli stared at the mysterious man and suddenly laughed:

"This isn't a difficult thing to begin with. If he can confirm my existence, then all the problems won't be a problem."

When the depth of the intelligence network reaches the point where it can continuously explore and test the existence of Guan Yueli through various clues, it will not be difficult at all to investigate Xingxiong's personality and style, Chen's personality and style, the relationship between the two of them, and the relationship between Guan Yueli and them... - for someone who can do this, making this level of inference is probably easier than drinking water.

Similarly, it’s the same with Penguin Logistics.

"That penguin wasn't around for a while, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to get around it. In other words... you got all this information in such a short time, and then... decided to give this gift?"

Guan Yueli narrowed her eyes and smiled: "It's quite interesting."

The mysterious man calmly replied, "You are too kind, Master Guanyue. This is just a scheme that is not worthy of public display."

"Please allow me to introduce myself first. You may address me as Tracys. I am the king of this generation of Sarkaz, the king whose throne was usurped."

"This shattered crown will lose its power after this one use. So, with this gift, I naturally have a favor to ask."

"You once promised the first king that you would grant the heir to the bloodline of the Sarkaz royal court—"

"stop."

Guan Yueli suddenly interrupted what the mysterious man was saying.

She tilted her head and looked at him, saying, "Why do you think I'd be happy to receive this self-righteous 'gift' of yours?"

"..."

"I hate all man-made coincidences and fate that is not predetermined by heaven."

"This impurity...is truly blasphemous."

The expressionless woman looked down at him, her tone changing. "Thinking you know everything, you can do everything, and then manipulating people's hearts... I don't have any opinion on this, but..."

The pitch-black shattered crown began to vibrate wildly, and this controlled body, whose will should have been erased... actually showed a look of extreme fear.

That is instinct, an instinct that remains even when one loses consciousness.

The instinct to fear the Most High.

The woman whispered:

"How dare you... spy on and manipulate someone I favor?"

click-

The crown, which was already in tatters, was now on the verge of crumbling.

"A cowardly, cowardly rat... dares to claim the throne?"

She sneered, "Go away. For the sake of your ancestors, I will spare you a portion of my family fortune."

The mysterious man stopped talking and turned away without hesitation.

It was as if... he didn't care at all that he had failed so completely.

……

"ended."

"Success?"

"The ghost god has completely stood against Tracy. He will lose all his tricks and will only have one way left, which is to fight me head-on."

"Thanks a lot."

"Nothing much. It was you who saw that Tracy was trying to borrow the power of the devil, and it was you who helped me interrupt Tracy's manipulation. You deserve the greatest credit, Theresa."

"Haha... You spent six hours coming up with this plan, and I was just helping you with something that wasn't difficult for me. It's not good to underestimate yourself, Doctor."

"Just the truth."

"You... forget it. I'm going to tell Kal'tsit the good news. Have a good rest."

"it is good."

At this moment, a mysterious man wearing a long windbreaker, his entire face covered in a hood, whose gender, age, race... could not be identified, suddenly moved his fingers.

"...Doctor, what happened?"

"nothing."

"You just..."

"Nothing. Just stop prying into my soul, Theresa."

The woman who stood up and prepared to leave was silent for a moment, then smiled softly and said:

"Get some rest, Doctor."

"it is good."

A long time, a long time.

The man called the Doctor murmured to himself:

"Sequence Six, delete; merge into Sequence Seven. Sequence Twelve, reschedule the Ghost and God files. PRTs, contact Kal'tsit, change chessboards nineteen to thirty-seven, suspend force deployment for a month, and tighten defense. I need to focus on one thing."

All of this stemmed from two sentences, two sentences...that suddenly rang in the doctor's ears without any warning.

"You're not Tracys, you're funny."

"I...will come find you."

That was the whisper of ghosts and gods.

Chapter 148 - The Conspirator

Click, click, click.

The slow, machine-like steady footsteps echoed in the corridor.

The operators passing by either nodded, greeted loudly, or bowed respectfully to this mysterious man wrapped tightly in black. But no matter how they reacted, their faces showed absolute obedience and respect.

He is one of the souls of Rhodes Island, a commander who engraves the word "victory" on every battle, an invincible chess player on the chessboard, and a war machine that crushes all enemies with his absolutely cold and efficient will.

Just as everyone on Rhodes Island adores Her Highness Theresa, and everyone is intimidated by Kal'tsit's expressionless face, everyone genuinely respects and fears this... Doctor.

The doctor, with his hands in his pockets, just walked by calmly, without any reaction to the Rhodes Island operators' heartfelt respect for him.

Two hundred and seventy-three steps was the distance he walked from the war room to Kal'tsit's office, which was exactly the same conclusion he had reached the moment he stepped out of the war room.

The doctor turned the handle and pushed the door open without any courtesy.

Kal'tsit, who was sitting behind the desk, looked up at the doctor, then went back to work, seemingly not caring what the doctor wanted to do - even though she already knew that the doctor had messed up something.

"I need information."

A specially processed voice emanated from under the hood and mask. Although the doctor's voice had ups and downs, it involuntarily reminded people of the designed sound produced by machinery driven by pistons and engines.

It’s as if He has “set up” Himself.

"And then?" Kel'tsit asked without looking up, "Did it cause you more trouble?"

"You obviously know more about ghosts and gods, more than the history and memories that Tresia inherited from the Sarkaz royal court."

The doctor looked down at Kal'tsit: "But you refused to provide me with this information."

Intelligence is the foundation of wisdom.

A chess player can only make a move if he sees the chessboard and the movements of the chess pieces. If he knows nothing about the game, even a chess player who is beyond the human realm can only sit and wait for death.

The doctor's plan was based on all the information about ghosts and gods in Rhodes Island, as well as all the rumors and history about her provided by Theresa.

Based on these, the doctor found a way to counter Tracy's use of this external move, and completed it within a very tight time limit. But in the end... he lost one move.

"From all the information Theresa provided, Guan Yueli does not possess any ability to directly find my will."

Even though the current situation was dangerous enough to make people collapse, the doctor's tone remained unchanged: "Where does her ability come from?"

"...Heh, that's your problem."

Kel'tsit curled her lips and said, "This is the information about Guan Yueli's only surviving disciple."

A report was thrown in front of the doctor. He read the entire report in three seconds and deduced the answer in two seconds.

"Guan Yueli has mastered the [Transformation and Freedom] of the Ghost Nether Tower. It can be said that he is even more powerful than the Ghost Nether Tower."

"She used the power of Theresa's Sarkaz kingship to locate Rhodes Island thousands of miles away, and... she was able to pinpoint me, who was relying on her power."

The doctor nodded slightly: "That makes sense."

Yes, that makes sense, and in the doctor's opinion, it makes perfect sense.

Ghosts and Gods·Guan Yueli.

This is one of the highest-authority files in the Tower of Babel Archives. No one with any authority can pass the review conditions of this file. It can only be accessed when the other two of Kal'tsit, Theresa, and the Doctor agree to read it.

This file was mainly written by Kal'tsit and Theresa, and the rest was edited by a doctor who collected a large number of rumors about Guan Yueli.