Qin Siyang stared at the name of the post and read it three times.
Confirmed.
It was news from someone long lost.
He clicked in with anticipation.
The first thing that appeared in the post were over a dozen photos.
Bodies were scattered and strewn all over the ground.
In the middle stood several people from the police department.
Olov's silver beard and hair stood out strikingly under the streetlamp's illumination.
His body was covered in blood, and his face looked a bit gloomy.
He seemed to be troubled about how to handle the situation next.
Following the shocking photos was the written content.
[Since April 15, Director Olov of the Sigma District Police Department has intermittently carried out massacres within the district.]
[This deranged demon, in order to cover up his embezzlement crimes, actually led teams to massacre unarmed civilians. The massacre was also accompanied by heinous acts such as rape.]
[He has already killed over a thousand people. Unforgivable! But due to officials protecting each other, no one has been able to bring him down. Even the district governor is ignoring it.]
[So, at the risk of my life, I've posted what I saw and recorded, hoping to draw more attention.]
Seeing the contents of the post, Qin Siyang was full of question marks.
What the poster wrote was... really quite novel.
Although in Qin Siyang's understanding, Olov was like a dogskin plaster stained with feces, disgusting to look at, stinking to smell, and always sticking to him...
But he was an opponent with ambition.
Embezzlement and rape, such boring and despicable things, he would never do.
Besides—
'How many days has it been since Olov transferred to the Sigma District?'
'He hasn't even gotten to know everyone yet, and already started embezzling?'
If he were that impatient and that easy to expose, how could he have previously made Qin Siyang so miserable?
The way this poster was smearing him... was really too shallow.
Anyone with a bit of critical thinking wouldn't believe that a newly transferred police chief with a rich background and experience would do such a thing.
Qin Siyang glanced at the replies below.
[This Olov is simply inhuman! How could he do such things?]
[There's no decent people in the police department anyway—they're all hoodlums who got in through connections!]
[My uncle was executed by someone from the police department just for accidentally taking someone else's stuff. They've been taking lives recklessly for ages!]
[Embezzlement and rape—people like that should be executed.]
Qin Siyang scratched his head.
He felt he had indeed overestimated the critical thinking ability of people on the [Godslayer Camp] and [Sequence Education] forums.
Sure enough, just as Li Tianming once said, ("Other than the incompetent ones who can't advance their sequence—")
("—it's just people pretending to be dumb to secretly observe and manipulate public opinion.")
Qin Siyang knew Olov was innocent.
These people who died were definitely not because Olov was covering up some embezzlement.
And Olov would never commit rape.
But, different sides, different stances.
Qin Siyang felt pain in his heart, 'Olov, don't blame me. I don't have a choice either.'
So, with tears in his eyes, he set his forum account to anonymous.
Then replied under the post.
[I can confirm, Olov has always had a terrible track record!]
[The reason he was transferred from Region 14121 to the Sigma District was because he used any means necessary to achieve his goals in 14121 and offended too many people!]
[The widely recognized good folks of Region 14121 lived in constant fear under his oppression!]
[Who would've thought he'd pull the same tricks again! Now he's tormenting civilians again!]
———
Qin Siyang fired off dozens of comments before stopping.
He exited anonymous mode, hiding his identity and name.
He glanced at his replies.
'No typos.'
Satisfied, he nodded.
He had said everything that needed to be said.
And everything he said was true.
He hadn't become someone who made baseless accusations.
He just threw stones at someone already down, with reason.
No, more accurately, he threw shit at someone already down.
His comments were quickly upvoted by many people.
[Someone from Region 14121 has come forward! Olov really is a bastard!]
[Exactly! We must get this kind of person out of the Sigma District!]
[Olov's a repeat offender, who on earth is protecting him?]
'Well done.'
Qin Siyang exited the forum page and continued looking up information on gods.
But he couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from curling up.
He couldn't suppress it.
His whole body felt like his meridians had been opened. It was pure bliss.
From the tips of his toenails to the ends of his hair, every part of him was vibrating with joy.
He wanted to sing, he wanted to dance.
He even felt confident that if he peed now, he could spray fifty meters.
'So this is what revenge feels like?'
'Refreshing!!'
'Detective Olov, long time no see. I hope you meet misfortune at every turn and fail in everything!'
'The next time we meet, I hope you're begging for coins in an alley, or scavenging leftovers in a trash heap. Of course, if you're dead, that would be even better.'
'Please, do not take care of yourself.'
Qin Siyang basked in this mental clarity for a long while.
Perhaps today was an [Auspicious Travel] day.
Because, besides the good news about Olov falling into misfortune, he also found two very suitable offerings for the god-sacrificing ritual.
Blood Moon Tarantula, Abyss Hound.
Though these two spawn in deep underground caves, even near areas not too far from the safe zone, they can appear.
So the risk wasn't too high.
More importantly, they both appeared in small-god groups.
Which meant Qin Siyang didn't need to hunt them one by one.
As long as he could run into three or four groups, he could gather enough round plate armor offerings.
Blood Moon Tarantulas generally had scores ranging from 1.90 to 1.93.
Abyss Hounds scored between 1.88 and 1.91.
Qin Siyang planned to look for both.
Since the difference wasn't much, whichever he found a 1.9+ of first, he'd use that as the offering.
After finalizing all this, Qin Siyang had nothing else to do.
So, like Zhang Kuang, he dozed off.
Although only Lu Daoxing could pilot the capsule pod. Because they were underground and wouldn't run into traffic accidents or anything, Lu Daoxing often just set it to move in one direction and left it while he ate or slept.
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Less than two days later—
Lu Daoxing told everyone they had now reached the underground of District 3.
They needed to find a place to stay.
But ever since they were demoted on that dawn, everyone had left Central Glory University one after another and hadn't set foot in District 3 for a long time, so they were all strangers to the area.
Chang Tianxiang and Chang Tianxiong had stayed in District 3 and probably knew it better, but they hadn't come along.
Zhang Kuang dialed Chang Tianxiang's number, put it on speaker so everyone in the capsule pod could hear.
"Hey, Mr. Chang. Can you give us a safe place to stay?"
["No can do. My brother and I were also pushed out while working at Central Glory University. We don't have any power or safe zones to offer you."]
That was a bit troublesome.
Seeing that no one else had any ideas—
Qin Siyang thought for a long time and said, "Professors, if none of you mind, I have an idea."
"What idea?"
Qin Siyang said seriously, "Tell Principal Zhao the full story and ask him for help."
"The Zhao family runs a black market. They can definitely help us find a safe place to stay."
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