Chapter 628: Taking a Little, Gaining More

There must be more chaos behind.

Yang Yixie turned his head to look out the window, light and shadow flickering across his disguised face.

Hua Jian Lei freed a hand from the steering wheel, brushed aside a strand of white hair blown to her mouth, and casually added.

"Come to think of it, we actually have an interesting matter here; if you're interested in player movements, you can join in," he paused deliberately, "someone has approached us."

"Who?"

"A player organization that popped up from nowhere."

Hua Jian Lei's tone was neither clearly interested nor wary, "They say it's called 'Night Walk'; I hadn't heard of it before, but the people who came to us implied they have something interesting and hope to have Entropy Increase cooperate with them."

Yang Yixie finally turned his head, "Cooperate on what?"

"Hmm… you know our reputation in the game; even though we have a decent reputation for rescuing players, fundamentally we're still a bunch of amateurs acting on a whim."

Hua Jian Lei tapped the steering wheel twice, "They seem to want to use our fame to recruit troops and horses; their intention… anyway, it doesn't sound good."

The evening breeze poured in through the window, but Yang Yixie's expression remained unchanged.

"I plan to take Xi Ren Sheng to meet them, to see what they're really about. You know that guy Xi Ren Sheng; it's better to count on him to cause trouble than to investigate, so—"

He turned his head and glanced at Yang Yixie, "—Are you interested in joining?"

"Isn't the official side handling this?"

Yang Yixie merely frowned slightly; the officials have always been very effective in handling and regulating players, and although some fragmented negative news broke out, they were resolved quickly.

Moreover, those players are exhausted dealing with the in‑game situation; only the desperados go mad before death.

"The officials are certainly in control, but the chaos in the game has reached a level beyond their reach, which is why player forums have emerged, advocating player cooperation to face danger."

The policy's original intent was to have players band together for survival, but after the greatest crisis passes, some people inevitably develop thoughts they shouldn't have.

"…Count me in," Yang Yixie said after a moment's thought, accepting outright.

Hua Jian Lei raised an eyebrow, as if surprised by his straightforward acceptance.

"Aren't you worried about the situation here?"

"I'll delegate others, but I'll keep an eye on things," Yang Yixie said, leaning back in his seat as the buildings on either side shifted from dense forest to skyscrapers, drawing nearer to his neighborhood.

"When are we going?"

"Around 7 p. m. the day after tomorrow; they'll set the location, and I'll send you the coordinates then."

Hua Jian Lei gave the steering wheel a turn, the tires rolling over a small patch of standing water, finally stopping outside a residential complex's fence.

Yang Yixie vaulted over the wall, then transformed into a stream of energy that surged upward, reaching the outside of Bai Mu Yun's window.

The night wind tossed his clothing about; with one hand he seized the balcony railing of Bai Mu Yun's house, slipped in deftly, and pushed open an intentionally unlocked glass door, slipping through the gap.

Bai Mu Yun was sitting on the living‑room sofa reading; he seemed to have just showered, his hair half‑wet draped over his shoulders, dressed in a light‑gray cotton loungewear, with a half‑read book spread on his lap.

He heard the balcony door move but didn't look up; instead, he casually grabbed a few makeup‑removing wipes from the coffee table and handed them over.

"Wipe your face."

Yang Yixie took the wipes, walked to the entryway mirror, and began removing his makeup.

The wheat‑colored complexion in the mirror faded bit by bit, revealing the original cold‑white skin beneath, and the curve of his eye corners subtly lifted again.

Bai Mu Yun rose from the sofa, stepped behind him, brushed away a small unclean spot on his nape with his fingertip, then, with a hint of disdain, wiped it on the makeup wipe.

"How's the situation?"

"The connection between the two worlds has been completely severed."

Yang Yixie explained that the seam between the two worlds was originally ripped open by Mu Lingxiao to deliver the so‑called spark to this world; after her death, another version of her forcefully halted it, fully separating the two worlds.

As if he knew what Bai Mu Yun was thinking, Yang Yixie yawned and said.

"Lu Mu, you don't need to worry; he's probably still in the game world. That side is now ruled by Aberrant Species, and as one of the few rational beings left, as long as he uses his head, he shouldn't die."

Anyway, before the worlds merge, Lu Mu is still alive.

"That's truly unpredictable, since he probably doesn't have that sense."

Though his words were harsh, Bai Mu Yun did indeed relax a bit.

"By the way, I have a matter on Hua Jian Lei's side that I need you to handle for me."

Yang Yixie, familiar with getting a sweetener, immediately began demanding a favor.

Bai Mu Yun was silent for two or three seconds, his eyelashes drooping slightly as if confirming he hadn't misheard.

"…I recall you previously asked me to go to school and join a club activity on your behalf?"

Schools are quite adept at wasting people's time; while some club activities genuinely teach something, most are just for padding credits, given graduation requirements.

Yang Yixie had enrolled himself in a fashion club, and after mapping out its inner workings, he already intended to have Bai Mu Yun pad his credits.

Even an ordinary person has many troubles and concerns, but Yang Yixie knows how to make full use of resources.

"No problem, I've reviewed the fashion club's schedule; it won't conflict."

Yang Yixie even wrote a script to secure the events; according to his calculations, he can fulfill all the club's credit requirements this semester.

Congratulations.

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"Have you seen that little guy beside Hua Jian Lei?"

At the official headquarters, the elder had returned to his office, lifted his gaze toward the man in combat gear before him.

"It looks familiar, but I can't confirm yet."

The man shook his head; he had just sent someone to verify the suspect's location, which turned out normal, but during the verification he discovered another Observation Target near the objective.

Is it fate? People who meet in the game also encounter each other in reality by other means?

"Is that so…" the elder nodded, "Can you find a way to test it?"

"I'll find someone to try him."

Entropy Increase can field a large number of Rune weapons; therefore their personnel must possess the complete weapon‑manufacturing process, yet we only know three of Entropy Increase's members.

There is a complete weapons production line, and there is also a dedicated strategy team devising plans.

Entropy increase — for the authorities, isn't that also a troublesome teammate?