Chapter 331: His Mouth Is Looser Than a Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Belt Strap

Mo Yu's incitement of the "guarding and stealing" scandal had just settled, and Xia Wan had not yet had time to discuss the borrowing of the Dragon Origin Horn with Lei Dong when a more urgent and far-reaching event, like a sudden storm, swept through the entire New Era high command.

The source of the incident remained tied to the newly arrived Kunlun fossils.

During deep energy spectrum analysis of the Dragon Origin Horn, the research team unexpectedly detected an extremely faint yet information-rich energy imprint within the fossils. This imprint was neither text nor image, but a stream of information closer to fundamental laws; after dozens of hours of decryption and simulation reconstruction by a supercomputer, the content revealed left every informed person breathless.

It was an incomplete star map, along with a warning message about an ancient ruin located at the edge of a Milky Way spiral arm, codenamed Guixu.

According to the message, the Guixu ruin's history was even older than the Kunlun Ruins, possibly linked to remnants of a civilization from some cosmic cycle. The warning explicitly stated that the ruin contained forbidden knowledge or power capable of overturning the current cosmic order, yet also harbored terrifying protective mechanisms that even advanced civilizations trembled before… and clues to a slumbering "Ancient Enemy" capable of triggering an era-scale catastrophe!

The value of this information was incalculable! It could be a lighthouse guiding human civilization to a leap—or a direct ticket to annihilation.

This monumental discovery was immediately classified as "Zhu Long"-level top secret, with knowledge restricted to the smallest core circle, including Lei Dong, Xia Wan, Su Wenqian (due to her critical role in the decryption), and several chief scientists responsible for decryption. Even Qin Feng was to be briefed only after an initial response plan was formed.

Yet, less than twelve hours after the top-secret classification took effect…

In the base's core conference room, the atmosphere was heavy as lead.

Lei Dong's face was ashen; he slammed a fist onto the alloy table, producing a dull, thunderous crash: "Find it! Get to the bottom of this! How did this leak happen?!"

Just ten minutes ago, the base's network security division detected an encrypted, disguised information stream—whose core content closely matched the Guixu ruin—transmitted through an extremely obscure quantum communication node to an untraceable deep-space coordinate!

It was leaked!

The core information about the Guixu ruin, under the highest top-secret classification, had been leaked in such a short time!

"Everyone involved in the 'Zhu Long' project—including myself—will immediately undergo the highest-level isolation review!" Lei Dong's voice crackled with suppressed fury. "There's a mole inside!"

The faces of the chief scientists were grim; they exchanged glances, filled with shock and confusion. Those with access to core information were all rigorously vetted, utterly loyal to the New Era—who could have leaked it, and why?

Xia Wan sat aside, frowning. She trusted the loyalty of everyone present, but the facts were undeniable—the leak had occurred. Was it a G. S. C. spy? Or had some unknown force infiltrated us?

At that moment, the conference room door opened. Mo Yu strolled in, holding Xiao Bao, chewing lazily on a blade of grass he'd plucked from somewhere.

"Oh? So lively? Meeting?" Mo Yu, seemingly oblivious to the heavy atmosphere, pulled up a chair and plopped Xiao Bao onto his lap.

Lei Dong, already furious, saw Mo Yu's casual demeanor and grew angrier—but due to Mo Yu's status and power, he forced down his rage: "Mr. Mo Yu, we're handling an emergency. Please…"

"Emergency? You mean that stupid thing got leaked?" Mo Yu cut him off, waving his hand dismissively.

Everyone froze.

How did he know?!

Lei Dong snapped his gaze toward Mo Yu, eyes sharp: "Mr. Mo Yu… you know about the leak?"

"Of course I do. Just heard it." Mo Yu scratched his ear. "Some 'turtle shell' ruin? Made it sound so mysterious."

Turtle shell… Guixu…

Lei Dong's lip twitched; he bit back the urge to correct him and pressed: "Who told you?!"

Mo Yu looked at Lei Dong like he was an idiot, then pointed at Xiao Bao, who sat on his lap, utterly absorbed in playing with his chubby toes.

"Him."

Everyone: "？？？"

Xiao Bao said that?!

A toddler who couldn't even speak properly?!

How is that possible?!

Xia Wan also froze. She looked at Xiao Bao, who raised his head, saw everyone staring, thought they wanted to play, grinned toothlessly, and mumbled: "Turt… turtle shell… shiny…"

He still remembered the Dragon Origin Horn and those beautiful fossils.

Lei Dong felt dizzy; he gripped his forehead, voice trembling: "M-Mr. Mo Yu, this… this is how? How could Xiao Bao possibly…"

Mo Yu sighed, ruffling Xiao Bao's hair. "My fault. I didn't explain. This little fellow is the embodiment of probability law. His very existence unconsciously disturbs the surrounding 'information field.' Simply put—he can't keep secrets."

He paused, then offered an vivid analogy:

"Anything happening around him with high 'information density,' especially things deliberately kept secret, attracts his unconscious attention like a magnet. Then… his little mouth leaks it out—like a colander. Of course, not in our language, but by disturbing probability, causing the information to leak through 'coincidences' or 'accidents.'"

"In short," Mo Yu spread his hands, delivering a conclusion that left everyone speechless,

"This kid's mouth is looser than a ten-thousand-year-old belt strap!"

The conference room fell into dead silence.

Everyone stared at the chubby toddler, babbling and playing with his toes, with expressions beyond words.

So… the "mole" responsible for the top-secret leak… was an unconscious, passive leaky… baby?!

Where do you even go to complain about this?!

Lei Dong felt his decades of professional secrecy doctrine collapse in an instant. He opened his mouth, struggled, then asked, voice hollow: "Is… is there any way to… make him 'shut up'?"

Mo Yu shrugged. "Unless you throw him into absolute vacuum devoid of all information… it's hard. After all, 'leaking' is just another manifestation of probability."

Seeing their devastated expressions, he chuckled: "Come on, don't look so scared. It's just some ruin's info leaked. The sky won't fall."

A glint of mischief flashed in his eyes: "Might even be a good thing."

"Good thing?" Lei Dong frowned.

"Now that the info's out, more than just you are after that ruin," Mo Yu said meaningfully. "When the water's muddy, it's easier to catch fish. Then, who's the true dragon, who's the mud eel—will be obvious."

"Besides, you've got me and Old Qin. What are you afraid of?"

His words struck like lightning, cleaving through the gloom in their hearts.

Yes—the leak was done. Panic and rage wouldn't fix it. The key was how to turn this situation from passive to active!

Lei Dong took a deep breath, his gaze sharpening and steadying. He looked at Mo Yu and nodded solemnly: "Thank you, Mr. Mo Yu, for your guidance!"

Then, his eyes swept the room. "Adjust strategy immediately! 'Zhu Long' Project enters Phase Two! Let those hiding in the shadows know—some things are not for them to touch!"

A leak triggered by a child whose mouth was looser than a ten-thousand-year-old belt strap quietly altered the New Era's—and Earth's entire civilization's—strategic direction toward the Guixu Ruins.

The culprit, Xiao Bao, remained oblivious. Having tired of his toes, he now turned his attention to the buttons on his father's coat.