Chapter 1387: NO.3: This is why he would be the representative

NO. 3: This is why he would be the representative.

In the Federation where the thresholds for energy cultivation and cybernetic modification aren't high, heroes, or rather vigilantes, have always been not uncommon.

Although in an era of sound law, these heroes' positions are rather awkward, especially since the Federation had long established and implemented a systematic act for righteous bravery—one only needed to obtain Federation certification, only needed to set up an official account to smoothly embark on the path of being both a vigilante and a celebrity idol—

But those who actually do so have always been a minority.

Because the Federation also has a profession called mercenary.

Those willing to show their faces might as well go straight into mercenary work, while those unwilling to show their faces……

Those are what could be called superheroes, or masked vigilantes, or Kamen Riders, or sentai fighters, and so on and so forth—clearly entities whose names and images were established according to the cultural touchstones of their childhood.

They often arise suddenly from a momentary impulse, sense of duty, or even a feeling of satisfaction.

They might gain fame, or perhaps invite complaints; no matter how, most are generally short-lived.

Changes in life, shifting interests, fading responsibility, criminals' reprisals……

It could even be pure industry in-house competition leading to few chances to act.

In a Federation where law enforcement functions are sound, talented commoners abound, and the internet is overly developed, there are far too many reasons for people to give up playing hero, and those exquisite, handsome, or hard-to-keep masks often end after just one wearing.

Yet even so, the Federation still has a team like the Carrot Hero, whose active civilian records can span 30 years, and who have never revealed their identities from start to finish as a squad‑style hero team.

How rare.

Able to continuously strike crime in the gap between the Federation's police response speed and mercenaries' strikes.

Able to remain mysterious in a Federation society where information travels fast, the internet is highly developed, and even surveillance coverage is astonishingly high, with even fan groups never managing to doxx successfully.

Whether it's perseverance or ability, or perhaps luck, Aomo feels this is very strong.

If it truly is perfect disguise, it is moreover not lacking as a work that could be called a 'miracle'.

But obviously, the fact that a demon can spot clues has already stripped it of the premise of being a miracle.

Aomo has good reason to guess that the so‑called 'staying mysterious' is mostly achieved by reaching consensus with certain informed people and eyewitnesses—that is, the so‑called 'everyone helping to keep it secret'.

On the premise that nobody slips up, this disguise's difficulty is indeed much lower, especially given that the name 'Carrot Hero' is active not only in reality.

Existing in animated form on the screens opened by countless kids and adults, such a Carrot Hero obviously adds a 'professional team' tag behind the scenes.

Behind the Carrot Hero, there is probably a fairly large backstage team……

To persist as an anonymous hero in the Terra Federation, one must first be free of material worries, then put in twelve‑percent earnestness, earnest enough to have a professional bearing.

A half‑baked resolve won't hold up, half‑baked strength is more likely to be wasted, and if even the wrap‑up work is half‑baked——

Then go hide your damned name!

Getting doxxed and having your door blocked that same day is not impossible.

By that point, whether you hope the person at the door is a cop or a criminal is up to you.

As for a third option besides those two……

"Sai Luo, when did you ask Miss Weiguang? Yesterday? Or this morning?"

"This morning, you gave notice too late yesterday—I really shouldn't go visit that little girl's place in the middle of the night."

Having stayed here a while, the young master of the Land of Light has finally gained a bit of human common sense; if that Iga‑chestnut true form were to look at him, he'd surely be moved to tears, but sadly, despite both habitually wearing Western suits, Aomo and Lingren's personalities are worlds apart.

Fingers swiped, the screen activated, Aomo's gaze fixed on the time in the upper‑right corner; the fact that his teammate had initially taken humanoid form gave him no feeling, and his tone remained flat: "Then let's count the time—it's about right."

"What time is about right."

"Open your phone, terminal, or game console—anything will do, since it's the networked device you carry on you."

"What do you mean?" Although he was asking, Sai Luo still followed the instruction and pulled out his pocket; as soon as he activated the handheld console's screen, a projection unfolded, instantly drawing countless gazes.

——Still in the meeting.

He himself also froze for a moment, then hurriedly shrunk the handheld's projection function, whereupon the not‑far‑away lecturer on duty and obligation, Xi Qi Feng, gave the two a subtle glance, then coughed twice and continued his educational‑style speech as the senior representative.

Looks like we'll be dragged into a lecture later, so might as well dump Sai Luo there—after all, it's his fault…… The demon who wants to dismiss the meeting on time and run away on time glances at the Ultrafriend staring at the handheld screen; the latter, oblivious to being abandoned, is still gradually surprised while reading the information, then turns to Aomo.

"…" He hesitated before speaking, glanced at the distant Xi Qi Feng still giving the lecture, and actually lowered his voice.

"There's a message telling me to come to University Department 103 after the meeting—what's going on?"

"…103 is fine, actually a quite reasonable backstage."

There are many legends of Central Teleisen, but if we say Aomo has actually contacted the genuine article, naturally it's the so‑called basement.

University Department 103 Room—he'd been taken there a few times by the student council; it's the main entrance to the Teleisen Underground Garage, and the hardware location of the AI Three Goddesses.

"What does that mean?"

To Sai Luo, Aomo—who grasps a sigh‑worthy point in a single sentence—comes across as too cryptic.

"Still the original topic, because your poor phrasing now has the adult behind the little girl wanting to talk with you." Aomo said.

"What?" Sai Luo exclaimed.

"Do I speak terribly?"

"Very bad," Aomo replied, "it's practically intimidation."

"Huh? That counts as intimidation?"

"Of course, a qualified intimidation needn't be wrapped in gore; it only needs to evoke horror—as when a Carrot Hero is questioned at his doorstep about whether he wishes to keep fighting crime."

"Uh… um… no way? She knows me!" After a brief think, Sai Luo felt he'd been led on—although it's a bit narcissistic, he's clearly a celebrity, even a star, a star who fights evil! How could he be seen as an intimidator?

"Precisely for that reason, that's why this message exists." Aomo gestured at the screen.

"Have you go there to meet; that directly seizes the initiative psychologically, so you'll face not Miss Weiguang but the people behind her…… and they might not even be human."

Sai Luo: "?"

"You two over there, can you focus on the meeting a bit?"

Accompanied by Xi Qi Feng's slightly strained greeting, a few old‑timers and many more trainee newcomers—all the meeting attendees stared at these two whispering, while the security captain occasionally jumped in surprise.

"Ah, sorry, we won't get distracted—you continue——

Before the 'continue' character even left his lips, Aomo jabbed him with an elbow to make him swallow his words, then picked up the documents on the table before him and rose.

Of course, please allow me to now introduce to everyone the unique changes to campus security that began this year.