Wang Chenghao sat cross legged on the super king-sized bed, typing furiously away at his laptop. As soon as Qin Ye entered the room, he immediately jumped up and exclaimed, “Brother Qin, how was it? Are you alright?”

“I’m fine.” Qin Ye waved his hands dismissively and collapsed into the bed. He suddenly felt a wave of emptiness strike him.

Perhaps it wasn’t emptiness. Perhaps it was more of the manifestation of an uncertainty as to the road ahead.

I’d actually entered the Special Investigations Department… To be associated with such a shady organization… I still can’t believe I’ve joined them right now.

He felt somewhat vexed by the situation. Meanwhile, he noticed that Wang Chenghao was typing away at lightning speed on his laptop, and he furrowed his brows impatiently, “Sledgehammer, what are you playing? Isn’t the internet down?”

“Don’t you know?” Astonished, Wang Chenghao turned his laptop around, “We’ve still got access to the local network. The government has rolled out a temporary forum for the locals, and it’s exploding with activity.”

There’s something like that?

Qin Ye sat up immediately and snatched over the laptop.

This was obviously a temporary forum that contained only the most basic of functions. That said… the number of posts on it was already three hundred thousand!

The City of Salvation has a population size of 3.2 million people. In other words, approximately one in ten persons had posted something on the forums!

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