Gatekeeper of Myriad Worlds Chapter 167

“Just say the monkeys have brought reinforcements.”

“Understood!”

Shen Ye put it away and studied it for a while.

– This clone is amazing; it can still receive external messages even when inside the ring.

“Shen Ye, that Song Qingyun is really powerful. Why don’t we just ignore it and go back to the Nightmare World to hide?”

The Big Skeleton asked.

“Things have already been handed over to the big figures, but we’re not in a hurry to go to the Nightmare World.”

Shen Ye said, looking down at the longevity lock wrapped around his arm.

The longevity lock was perfectly fine, without a single crack.

Perhaps it was the wooden plaque from the Centaur’s body, the Earth Body, that had deceived Song Qingyun and the evil god behind her.

She thought she had already killed herself.

Furthermore, she would believe that Song Yinchen was dead.

But!

Song Yinchen was still alive!!!

– What is Song Yinchen’s situation now?

Let’s go and see!

Shen Ye moved, immediately flew up, and headed towards Hongyin Temple.

…

Main world.

Eternal Technology Alliance.

This is the location of Kunlun, a cutting-edge life science institution dedicated to comprehensive research and benefiting humanity.

It was late at night.

The entire building was pitch black.

Even the dozens of advanced biochemical laboratories underground were in a state of rest and standby.

In the deepest part of the underground, on the last floor.

Level 5 laboratory.

The heavy sealed door opened.

An old man with white hair and beard walked out and stood in front of the lab table.

On the table lay a white suit, a pair of sunglasses, a box of cigars, a watch, and a pair of light-colored leather shoes.

The old man, already dressed, put on his watch and spoke in a deep male voice:

“Has the guest arrived?”

A soft electronic voice then sounded:

“According to your instructions, a nearby aristocratic family member has been urgently summoned.”

A holographic image then appeared.

A young man appeared in the image.

“Yao Yubai.”

“One of the thirty-six aristocratic families of Yaonan, the eldest son of the Yao family, the next generation’s family heir.”

“The main instigator of the hunt for Shen Ye.”

The old man lit a cigar, took a deep puff, exhaled smoke, and then said:

“Where is he?”

The electronic voice immediately sounded: “Secret reception room.”

“Hmm.”

The old man took steps, walked through a long corridor, took the elevator, passed through several doors, and then walked through a constantly rotating room. When it connected to an exit, he walked out.

Outside was a secret room.

A young man was already sitting across the table, looking somewhat impatient.

“Kunlun told me to see you, but who are you?”

The man asked.

The old man with white hair did not answer, but sat opposite him and said to himself:

“Yao Yubai, now I will ask, and you will answer. Please note, this is a moment concerning the life and death of your Yao family.”

“The Bao family was completely annihilated by the World Government Allied Forces for refusing to cooperate.”

“This is the beginning of an SSS-level disaster war.”

“Please note, I am not joking with you, every one of your answers must be serious.”

Yao Yubai sneered, about to speak, when he suddenly pulled out his phone from his pocket.

He looked at the message on his phone, and his face instantly turned pale.

“All… dead?”

He said, disheartened.

“Yes, let’s begin. Time is tight, don’t delay.” The old man’s expression was calm.

“But I didn’t do anything, what exactly do you want to ask me?”

“Tell me about Shen Ye.”

“Huh?”

“Yes, you heard me right, tell me what you know about Shen Ye.”

Yao Yubai took a deep breath to calm himself down and began to speak:

“The people I sent to investigate reported that Shen Ye is a disgrace to the Shen family, committing evil deeds since childhood.”

“At seven, he killed his first innocent person. At eight, he set fire to a building, which the Shen family covered up. At nine, he bullied a classmate at school, causing a teacher to commit suicide by hanging herself. At fourteen, he started harming girls; at least fifteen girls fell into severe depression, one was tortured to death, and three others were played with until they were disabled. He even boasted that Song Qingyun would be his sooner or later.”

“Are you done?” The old man with white hair asked.

“It’s not just me—to be cautious, many people sent investigators, and the information they reported was even more unbearable than what I received.” Yao Yubai said.

“Do you have evidence?”

“Yes, I saw the collection of data and even know the locations of those graves.”

“What graves?” the old man asked.

“A girl he tortured to death was buried in the wilderness on the western outskirts of Qingzhou. It’s a desolate place, and my subordinates searched for a long time to find it—I even went to see it myself.” Yao Yubai’s eyes were red.

“Give me the location,” the old man said calmly.

“On the western outskirts of Qingzhou, in the field ridge area west of Dayan Mountain, go about 1,200 meters further towards the river, there’s a large plane tree, and she’s buried beneath it.” Yao Yubai said.

The old man’s gaze moved.

A holographic image immediately appeared before the two of them.

On the image.

Several drones were flying rapidly.

The camera seemed to be one of them, following the drone team.

The drones flew quickly, and soon arrived at a desolate area.

“Is this it?” the old man asked.

“Yes,” Yao Yubai pointed to the plane tree in the picture, “That’s the tree!”

“Where is it buried?”

“To the left of the tree, where those wildflowers are.”

“Dig.” The old man with white hair uttered.

Three drones descended, slowly transformed, and assembled into an engineering robot.

The robot quickly began to dig.

In just over ten seconds.

A large pit appeared on the screen.

No corpse.

Nothing at all.

Yao Yubai was stunned and pounded the table, saying, “Impossible! I distinctly remember the body being here! I even have a professional autopsy report here!”

“I’ve seen the report,” the old man with white hair said calmly, “but you only have the report, no body tissues, specimens, or any other evidence.”

Yao Yubai froze for a few seconds, an expression of disbelief appearing on his face:

“No… impossible…”

The old man with white hair clasped his hands together, staring at him, saying, “Be thankful, your family has always had a good relationship with the Song family, supporting them in everything, so you are still you.”

“I don’t quite understand what you mean,” Yao Yubai said.

“Yesterday, Song An of the Song family also died. In their generation, only she and the Song family head remained. Now, only the Song family head, Song Qingyun, and Song Yinchen are still alive.”

“—Do you know why the Song family members are on the verge of extinction?” The old man with white hair asked.

“That’s impossible, Kunlun needs many authorizations to act against humans! Who would dare to do such a thing!” Yao Yubai shouted.

“Not Kunlun.”

The old man with white hair took a deep puff from his cigar and whispered:

“Over the years, members of the Song family have been dwindling—starting from the current Song family head, not only did all his siblings die, but their descendants also passed away one after another due to various accidents.”

“Impossible! I’ve been dealing with the Song family all this time!” Yao Yubai yelled.

The old man with white hair frowned.

This person is completely unreasonable.

But it doesn’t matter.

He’s not important.

“One more thing, why did nearly ten thousand people die in Pingcheng, under your Yao family’s governance, last year? Kunlun inquired about it then, but was met with united resistance from the aristocratic families.” The old man with white hair asked.

“Didn’t Kunlun release a public news report? It was a chemical spill.” Yao Yubai said.

“That was to clean up your mess—tell me, what is the truth?” the old man with white hair said.

“I don’t have to tell you.”

“Then you will die here, Mr. Yao.”

Yao Yubai looked at the other party, seemingly trying to discern if the threat was serious or just an intimidation.

The old man with white hair’s expression grew increasingly cold.

Finally—

“The local unruly people conspired to rebel. We can handle such matters ourselves. Killing one to warn a hundred, there’s no need for Kunlun.” Yao Yubai snorted coldly and said.

The old man with white hair leaned forward and asked gruffly, “Who rebelled? When? Where?”

Yao Yubai said, “The steel smelting plant, the bearing factory, the chemical plant, several major industrial parks and farms, conspired to rebel, even preparing various weapons.”

“—We had no choice but to strike first!”

“Do you have evidence?” the old man with white hair asked.

“Several key figures in the clan responsible for intelligence work all made the same judgment. The family deliberated for a full two days and nights, and finally had no choice but to decide to act!” Yao Yubai said.

The old man with white hair waved his hand.

A holographic image immediately appeared, displaying several names.

—Only names, no people.

“Are these them?”

“Yes, these are my second uncle, third uncle, and cousin. They were personally in charge of intelligence work.” Yao Yubai said.

“Your Yao family doesn’t have these three people, and you don’t have a second uncle, third uncle, or this cousin.” The old man with white hair said.

Yao Yubai was stunned, then suddenly burst out laughing.

“You’re just a research institute staff member, right? You mean you know my family better than I do?”

He seemed to have heard something utterly preposterous, showing no anger at all, only mockery filling his face.

The old man with white hair stood up expressionlessly, straightened his collar, and turned to leave with a cigar in his mouth.

“Show him.”

Boom.

The door closed.

The old man with white hair had already left.

However, the holographic image displayed public videos of the Yao family over the years, as well as the figures who attended various events.

Yao Yubai watched for a while, then suddenly sat upright.

His shirt gradually became soaked with cold sweat.

“Damn it…”

He stared at the opening ceremony of a shopping mall.

He had also attended that opening ceremony, and his third uncle and cousin were clearly there at the time.

But looking at the live video—

Only he was on the stage.

They weren’t there!

They weren’t there!

They weren’t there!!!

Outside.

The old man with white hair walked forward along the long corridor.

At a certain moment.

He threw his cigar into a nearby trash can and sighed, saying,

“Why do humans like this smell? No wonder they are heading for extinction.”

At the end of the corridor.

A door opened.

The old man with white hair walked in.

In this dark and spacious room, one light screen after another appeared.

“Statistics—”

“The aristocratic families Song Qingyun has dealt with over the years.”

The old man with white hair said.

As soon as he finished speaking.

Dense photos and videos appeared on various screens, flickering rapidly.

Every public appearance, every social event, every trip of Song Qingyun, everything recorded by data, was displayed on the screens.

The old man with white hair watched, gradually falling silent.

Until a conclusion appeared on one of the screens:

“Except for the five aristocratic families, the vast majority of aristocratic families have had extensive contact with her.”

Five aristocratic families…

The old man with white hair instantly understood.

Those were families that possessed world-鎮ing artifacts.

Song Qingyun dared not do anything, otherwise, if exposed, she would be finished.

Besides these five families—

Perhaps…

All have been brainwashed and controlled by her…

Humanity is doomed.

Perhaps it’s better to let humanity be destroyed like this?

This thought was immediately suppressed.

“Heh…those truly powerful people should do something for their own kind…”

The old man muttered softly.