Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

A young man with large knuckles on both hands and several scars on his face slammed a fist onto the conference table, causing several cracks on a specially-made table from the Abyss.

”Those bastards, how dare they!”

An elderly man with long white hair and a celestial demeanor spoke up, ”They’ve done it already, what’s the point in asking? The priority is to calm down and come up with a response plan.”

The old man’s words were detached, but the cracks in the table in front of him were even more than those made by the scarred young man.

”Cough, cough, cough.”

A frail man wearing a down jacket in May suddenly started coughing sharply, drawing everyone’s attention.

Noticing he became the focus, Cold Mountain, the strongest Breaker in the Desolate Realm Management Bureau, showed a hint of apology on his face before smoothly saying:

”I’ll follow Old Hou’s lead, no need to ask for my opinion.”

Amidst the crowd’s discussion, Hou Jingchuan, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and said:

”We must strive to regain absolute control of the Desolate Realm Management Bureau as soon as possible to prevent a repeat of the previous attack on the Divine Hall of Hongmeng. Let’s first make a list and control the Evolution Sect and their implants.”

”Once we’ve dealt with our issues, we should alert the other three factions.”

A young man dressed in bright silver dragon-patterned armor, sitting in the middle rows, said, ”Would informing the White Tower and the Western Union have the opposite effect?”

Hou Jingchuan said, ”It shouldn’t. They are quite astute; defending the Desolate Realm means that the White Towers and the Western Union belong to their families. If they can’t hold it, people from the Abyss Second Layer will descend, and they won’t even be able to sip soup without looking at others.”

As the discussion’s volume gradually decreased, Cold Mountain, who had previously claimed to have no opinion, suddenly started coughing again.

After a few coughs, he raised the tablet in his hand, which was playing a video. The content showed Wu Chang morphing into a Sea Giant at the public square and leaving together with Killing Intent Wave.

”I have a question. Why did this Peace suddenly request an interview? What does he want to do?”

Compared to the Evolution Sect and the Order Sect, Cold Mountain was more interested in Wu Chang. As a Breaker, he was infinitely curious about this mysterious newcomer who managed to break into the Moonlight Sanatorium’s Trial Dungeon.

Hearing Cold Mountain’s words, everyone showed a pensive look.

The intel supplied by Xu Dejun was not encrypted, possibly showing trust in Peace’s character, believing he wouldn’t peek; or Xu Dejun had informed Peace about the content, or tacitly allowed Peace to view it.

Of the two possibilities, everyone leaned toward the latter.

The intel that Peace got, and its severity, had far exceeded Hou Jingchuan’s initial estimates.

If he spilled everything on the show, it would throw the entire Desolate Realm into chaos.

Long Eyebrows asked, ”Should we cut off today’s program?”

Hou Jingchuan shook his head and said, ”No, let him make his fuss.”

It was too late already. Wu Chang, with his transformation at the square and the declaration of Killing Intent Wave, had already drawn significant attention.

Cutting the program now would not only anger Wu Chang but also stir the players’ curiosity. If Wu Chang says anything later, it would spread even wider and become more feasible.

As if convincing the crowd or maybe himself, he added, ”I trust Old Xu’s judgment.”

At the public tavern in the Crimson Courtyard, as the countdown of 3, 2, 1 ended, ”Each Issue’s Hotspot” officially began.

Today was different from usual; the tavern was packed with players, making it hard to find a place to perch. The ticket price for seats bought from scalpers had soared to 100 Rotten Silver Coins.

Being in the tavern to witness Peace’s interview had become a bragging right.

As for the less affluent folks who acted slow, they could only gather on the open ground outside the tavern and watch the live broadcast using a large projection.

Only minutes had passed since Peace transformed in the square district, but the news of Peace accepting an interview had already spread like wildfire in the Desolate Realm.

Who is Peace?

He broke a B-Level Trial Dungeon; topped multiple Breaker rankings with a landslide lead; and became formidable enough that the Four Major Organizations collectively declared war against him, prohibiting his interview by ”Each Issue’s Hotspot,” yet days later, he brazenly participated in the show’s recording.

Who wouldn’t be curious about what a person destined to be a legend, or already a legend, might say during an interview?

The casual tips he might share could greatly benefit ordinary players. If he openly disclosed what hacks he used, it would be philanthropic, immensely contributing to the community.

As the broadcast switched to live coverage, Wu Chang’s gigantic frame filled the screen. Thanks to the two red circles marked by the director, everyone noticed the familiar Divine Tongue and Killing Intent Wave.

Before the show started, the two did a round of formulaic promotions, with Wu Chang sitting like a backdrop the whole time, remaining inactive.

However, players quickly noticed a small line of text following the product links at the bottom of the live stream page.

”Revealing a nickname during the interview requires an extra charge, fixed price of 100,000, no waiting.”

Five minutes later, as the warming promotion ended, the interview officially began.

Divine Tongue took the lead, ”Presumably, viewers in front of their screens have already noticed that today’s show is somewhat different than usual, because our guest has a rather robust build, forcing us to alter the studio’s setup.”

”The guest on our show today is none other than the Peace gentleman behind me and Killing Intent.”