Chapter 12419

For this reason, the internal monitoring of the Termination Committee is so tight that it can be said to be the most stringent in Tianjun.

It's hard for even the slightest movement to escape her notice.

"If you can't even keep your composure, then you're just not energetic."

Zhang Fengxiao took a swig of spirit wine and said, "Judging from his performance these past few times, he has no intention of contacting us at all. Even though I deciphered the code message the track was giving him, he has been avoiding us."

Yang Qing'er nodded and said, "The track code has been cracked. Any normal person would react, after all, it's no different from having their job taken away."

That can only mean one thing.

Zhang Fengxiao said in a low voice, "His job wasn't taken away, or rather, the benefits he gained from the racetrack weren't reduced in the slightest because of my presence."

Yang Qing'er agreed: "We've still gotten the benefits, so let's continue to keep to ourselves and avoid any unforeseen complications. That makes sense."

Zhang Fengxiao tapped the table lightly: "So, if we want him to get moving, we have to take away all his jobs. When he can't sit still anymore, the initiative will naturally fall into our hands."

"what?"

Yang Qing'er was stunned for a moment: "They were all robbed? How were they robbed?"

They make a living off the track, and with so many tracks available, they have plenty of options. Even if you want to engage in a head-to-head sniping match with them, you'll have to see if they'll even give you the time of day.

We can't just say we've taken over all the tracks, can we?

That's simply unrealistic.

As for directly blocking the other party, that's even more unrealistic. If the Heavenly Palace really had such means, it would have done it long ago. Why would it have dragged on until now?
Zhang Fengxiao shook his head, his face showing no attempt to hide his disdain: "Why would there be racetrack codes?"

Yang Qing'er, puzzled, replied, "I don't know."

Zhang Fengxiao took a sip of wine and pointed out, "The sudden appearance of racetrack codes, and the fact that they were clearly tailor-made for him, suggests only two possibilities."

"The first option is that the track will offer more rewards."

"However, after two tests, I can rule out this possibility."

"So it can only be the second one. With the track code, it's easier for him to finish the track."

"Haven't you noticed that since the track codes were introduced, his chances of winning the final race have decreased?"

After his reminder, Yang Qing'er immediately realized: "That's really true. When there are track codes, everyone else's achievement points are very low, so they can't trigger the end of the track at all."

Although from the very beginning, the opponent's basic persona was that of a 100% track completion rate.

But if you really analyze it in depth, the opponent is basically in the final stages of the game in the early stages, and there are several times when they narrowly turned the tide and won.

Until recently, this situation had almost completely disappeared.

Zhang Fengxiao casually said, "Although there are many tracks, there are usually no more than two tracks that show coded hints at the same time. If we occupy both of these tracks, what do you think will happen?"

Yang Qing'er thought for a moment and said, "Then he can only go to other ordinary tracks, and the difficulty of finishing the track will increase again. Maybe one day, the myth of a 100% track finishing rate will be broken!"

Zhang Fengxiao sneered, "Having gotten used to fine food, suddenly forcing him to go back to eating coarse food is a huge change that most people can't handle, let alone someone as proud and arrogant as him?"

Yang Qing'er's eyes lit up: "Young Master Zhang, do you mean he will choose to confront us head-on?"

"If it were me, I would definitely do the same."

Zhang Fengxiao was full of confidence.

He himself was a person who looked down on everyone, so naturally he assumed that the other person was the same.

Yang Qing'er couldn't help but worry: "But what if we fail?"

Zhang Fengxiao looked at her like she was an idiot: "You're just leading people to cheer from the sidelines. No matter who wins or loses, the Emperor of Termination will still win. What are you worried about?"

"..."

Yang Qing'er felt ashamed for a moment.

She considered herself a very intelligent and capable person, but in front of this person, she always felt like a fool for some reason.

Aura suppression can distort a person's movements; it's just that intelligence suppression has a similar effect.

Yang Qing'er couldn't help but ask again, "What if we push him too far and he reveals his identity in public, saying that our Termination Society is an imposter?"

Zhang Fengxiao looked at her with disdain: "He's not as stupid as you."

"you!"

Yang Qing'er was furious, but in the end she chose to silently endure it.

Thinking about it carefully, that makes sense. While revealing one's identity in public can certainly vent one's anger, it also means completely exposing oneself to the spotlight.

Anyone with a modicum of sense knows how to make the right choice.

Yang Qing'er hesitated for a moment before finally returning to the execution level: "But how do we ensure that we occupy both code word tracks at the same time?"

Zhang Fengxiao is only one person; he can't possibly do two things at once.

"Give me your men, I'll train them a bit, they should be usable."

Zhang Fengxiao showed no intention of negotiating.

Yang Qing'er hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded in agreement.

She does have capable people under her command, otherwise she wouldn't have dared to make such a bold prediction about the end of the race.

Of course, compared to a prodigy like Zhang Fengxiao, they are nothing but a small fry, completely insignificant.

However, despite agreeing, Yang Qing'er remained secretly wary.

Zhang Fengxiao's abilities are beyond doubt, but his reach is getting longer and longer, which is clearly not a good thing from Yang Qing'er's perspective.

However, her superiors had given her a secret order beforehand, instructing her to fully cooperate with Zhang Fengxiao.

She dared not disobey.

Zhang Fengxiao subtly curled the corners of his mouth, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

In his eyes, the End Society was nothing more than a pawn. Yang Qing'er and the Heavenly Palace boss behind her were nothing more than tools to be used.

This is just the beginning.

The next day.

Lin Yi had just entered the track when he realized something was wrong.

Both coded race tracks, one for emperors and one for capable ministers, were guarded by groups of members from the Termination Society.

"Is the Terminator preparing to terminate two tracks simultaneously?"

"real or fake?"

"That's impossible. A person can only enter one track at a time. He can't be in two places at once, can he?"

"What clone? The End Emperor keeps changing his identity. Who can guarantee that he's just one person?"

"Right, maybe there are several people, otherwise why would a Termination Society suddenly appear?"

Listening to the discussions, Lin Yi observed the progress of the two tracks.

One is ninety and the other is seventy.

The character prototype for the Emperor track is Liu Bang, while the character prototype for the Capable Minister track is Xiao He. Both are figures he mentioned in previous tracks.

Given the other party's demonstrated ability to fill in the gaps and unravel the core threads of these two characters, it was within Lin Yi's expectations.

However, it's clear that the Nengchen racetrack wasn't being managed directly by the other party, which slowed down the progress. (End of Chapter)