The expression of the ‘Secret Cultivator’ was solemn, and he was surprised that things were not under his control.
She thought for a moment, copied down the account number of the new member 'honeypot', and made a call.
"Come in."
Soon a woman entered the room, wearing professional clothes and eyes, and came to the 'secret cultivator' with a respectful expression, "Miss, are you looking for me?"
The 'Secret Cultivator' nodded and handed over the number, "Go to the operator. I will ask for all his information within half an hour."
"OK……"
As the young lady's assistant, this woman was very smart and knew what to ask and what not to say. She took the note and left respectfully.
The room is very large, the living room alone is over a hundred square meters, and the balcony is a large window with dropped glass. Since it is on the highest floor of the building, it is a hundred meters high from the ground, giving a panoramic view of the city's night view.
The 'secret cultivator' looked down at the neon lights on the street, his eyes suddenly becoming sharp.
"Even the 'Realm of Atiles' cannot peek into the identity of the honey pot. This is not something ordinary 'World of Conspiracy' players can do, and there are not many such people in the Conspiracy Bureau,"
"What is his purpose in joining the 'Secret Order'?"
"Just to obtain the secret information in the 'world of mystery'... No, it shouldn't be that simple."
"Could it be that his goal..."
"it's me?"
A slightly sarcastic smile appeared on the cold face of the 'Secret Cultivator', "It's interesting, but it's a pity, Honey Pot, you are still too naive. The power obtained in the 'Secret World' does not represent everything, and we also
Not in the old land, even if you get a prop that can prevent the ability of the 'Mirror of Atiles', I only need a phone call to find you out of the big database."
It was still half an hour before the 'secret cultivator' left the window and lay down on the rocking chair again.
Keeping the honey pot might be more valuable. The 'Secret Cultivator' looked at the screen and pondered for a long time, and finally gave up the plan of getting rid of the other party.
the reason is simple.
The honeypot does not know its own identity. On the contrary, once the honeypot's information is found, it can be closely monitored, and it may be useful.
‘Honeypots’ are just tools.
All members of the 'Secret Order' are tools.
This is the idea of the 'secret cultivator'.
Half an hour passed quickly, and the 'Secret Cultivator' frowned and felt unhappy. Although he gave the assistant half an hour, normally the results should be available in about ten minutes.
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and the assistant walked in from the outside in a hurry, the shock on his face not even having time to fade away.
"Miss……"
"What are the results of the investigation?"
When the 'Secret Cultivator' saw her assistant like this, she had a bad feeling in her heart. He had been with her for several years, and she knew her abilities, skills, and character. Since the other person showed such an expression, it meant that things were worse than expected.
Be serious.
Zhu Li took a deep breath, "Miss, it's so strange. I sent the account number you gave me to the software operator, the big data operation company, and all other investigation channels. They did find this person, but the information could not be obtained from
Extract it from the database and type it on a computer document. It will be automatically deleted after a second or two. If you record it by hand on paper, the text will disappear inexplicably. And as long as you leave the database, the information about that person in your head will be gone.
It will also fade away quickly until we can't remember it at all, as if there is an invisible force preventing us from finding this person."
"Miss,"
"This situation is so weird, I have never encountered it before."
The 'Secret Cultivator' could no longer maintain his cold and rational mind, and Miaoman's figure began to tremble slightly.
She really didn't expect that the honeypot's method was not simply to conceal its identity and prevent prying eyes from strange means, but to exert influence across the country and even the entire world to achieve the result that "no one would find it."
This is no longer just a matter of ability.
Rather, it is the initial power of ‘authority’.
The 'secret cultivator' waved the assistant out. Although he tried to stay calm, the hand holding the red wine glass still couldn't stop shaking.
I thought that the new member 'Honey Pot', like the other members, was just a little sheep raised in captivity and could be easily handled. Unexpectedly, the one who broke in was a hungry wolf, scary, mysterious, unknown, and unpredictable...
The 'Secret Cultist' had the urge to send a private message asking who the 'honeypot' was and what the purpose of joining the 'Secret Cult' was.
But after hesitating again and again, reason prevailed.
Saying this now is equivalent to telling the 'honeypot' that you have investigated his true identity, which is basically equivalent to breaking your skin.
As for being kicked out of the group, the 'Secret Cultivator' also considered it, but finally gave up. If the target of this mysterious 'honeypot' is really him, then staying in the group will at least be able to learn about his movements, and there will also be a medium for contact between them.
and bridge of communication.
If he kicked out the honeypot and faced the covetousness of this mysterious man, then he would really lose his sight.
"What is your purpose for me?"
The tall and slender figure of the secret cultivator trembled, and his brows furrowed quietly. This was the fear and anxiety of being targeted by the mysterious 'honeypot'.
…
…
On the other side, at home.
Yang Qizhou didn't know that just joining a group would bring a huge shadow to the heart of the 'secret cultivator'. If he knew, he would have laughed until his stomach hurt, and said to the 'secret cultivator',
"Please, I have only played [World of Mysteries] for three days. Although I have obtained a lot of props and more than one quasi-legendary level, I don't know much about the secret information in the old land. I want to find a channel to find out about it.
Is it normal?”
"The earth will continue to turn around without you, the 'Secret Cultivator'. Please don't make things worse for yourself."
I exchanged a few more pleasantries with the group leader, 'Secret Cultivator', and ended the private chat. Seeing that no one was talking in the group, I closed the interface.
It turns out that frequent use of the props in the [Uncanny World] in reality will make them come alive, possibly transforming into old objects, and may also cause more terrifying consequences.
How did the ‘secret cultivator’ know this?
There were so many things that overloaded the pig's brain that Yang Qiyi could not sort them out for a while, so he simply stopped thinking about them and planned to build the duck goods and five liters of Da Kuo Le first to fill his stomach.
"Wait a minute, where is my duck."
Yang Qizhou looked at the coffee table with his eyes wide open. He clearly remembered that Da Kuo Le and Ya Huo were placed on it, and he occasionally took the time to look at it a few more times while chatting. Why was all this time gone?
Could it be that there is a ghost?
"Wait, the ghost seems to be next to me..." Yang Qizhou thought of something, reached forward with his hand, and took out a piece of clothing as thin as gauze.
Clothes of the Hidden God...
Side effects: It will immediately 'eliminate' things around the holder, and the value will increase over time. When there is nothing worth 'eliminating' around the holder, it will eliminate the holder itself.
"It turns out it was you who caused the trouble, my dinner..."
