Chapter 288: Chapter 288

Su Ang walked towards Su Xingchen. When passing by Sikong Wang, Sikong Wang lightly tapped on the Light Brain, signaling him to check the message.

Su Ang stopped behind Su Xingchen and lowered his gaze to read the message Sikong Wang sent him on the Light Brain. After learning the voting result, he turned off the Light Brain expressionlessly. Latest content publıshed on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⁂𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⁂𝕟𝕖𝕥

Seeing that Su Ang did not speak out to stop Su Xingchen, Sikong Wang was momentarily baffled. He exchanged a few glances with Su Ang, but Su Ang seemed oblivious and remained silent until the meeting ended.

As soon as the meeting ended, Sikong Wang pulled Su Ang aside, where no one was around. "What’s going on? You’re not stopping your dad?"

"Why should I stop him?" Su Ang gazed at Sikong Wang, his dark starry eyes, as usual, showed no peculiar emotion.

"Changing it to an A-level War Zone will kill more people! It’s completely a plan to reduce trouble, directly abandoning the people in three cities!" Sikong Wang said quickly, "Moreover, those who chose X clearly intend to have you, Gong Qiang, and Tang Yan do the dirty work. When you appear frequently in front of the public, you’ll become the target of criticism. Every death will add to the public opinion against you!"

He said angrily, "I can understand their decision to do this, what I can’t understand is, why Uncle Su, knowing it would consume your hard-earned reputation, still wants you—!"

"I didn’t tell him, my spiritual power has recovered." Su Ang suddenly spoke.

Sikong Wang was stunned.

"He probably plans to use up my last bit of value, and then let me fade from public view." Su Ang said flatly, "I’ve accumulated enough reputation over the years to offset the decision to transform three major cities into A-level War Zones this time."

By then, if the Seven Great Families slightly guide the public opinion, the people of other cities will be distracted, enthusiastically discussing the past contributions and present incapability of the ’idol.’ Such contradictory topics will always get people’s attention, thereby invisibly overlooking the life-and-death issues of the people in the three major cities...

After all, disaster hasn’t fallen upon them yet; it is difficult for them to truly empathize. They quickly return to their own lives.

And this is the best way to make humans ignore the essence of the problem.

Even if some humans eventually regain their rationality, what can they change?

The world isn’t in their hands; they can do nothing but watch as their lives are invisibly dominated.

As a child, he’d do anything to save people, pitying their fragile lives, hating his own powerlessness, angry at his father’s calm decision to abandon some lives. But as he gradually mingled in the battlefield, realizing he couldn’t save everyone, that worrying about a few lives was only self-vexation, and gradually walked the path of indifference toward some lives, he knew he had been assimilated.

The layer of glory on the idol’s shell was already stained with enigmatic blood, making him sick.

He simply wasn’t worthy of the title ’idol,’ nor did he want to play the role of a pure good person anymore.

"Simply put, I can retire." Su Ang said with ease, "I can play the volunteer role in the future, casually rescuing people, then spending some time in a psychiatric ward."

"..." Sikong Wang’s mouth twitched slightly. "I was just getting ready to fight alongside you, and you’re retiring?"

"Haven’t you always wanted to be an S-Class Commander?" Su Ang glanced at Sikong Wang, "Taking my position, and you’re not under my father’s control; it’s your great chance to shine."

Sikong Wang couldn’t help but rub his chin, "Now that you mention it, it makes some sense. But don’t think I don’t know, if I take your position, even if I’m not oppressed by your father, I’ll be squeezed dry by the public."

With Su Ang setting a model of ’hard work,’ he feared that if ever he didn’t show up at a scene, people would grab him by the ear and say he’s not as good as Su Ang, always comparing him to Su Ang.

He just wanted to be a regular S-Class Commander, entering Advanced War Zones at his own pace, leading his subordinates to win against Advanced Magical Beasts, then quietly accumulating achievements and fame, not exposing himself to the public.

Su Ang chuckled, "Seems like humanity will lose its last belief."

When no one can be trusted, what will this world become?

It doesn’t matter; he’s already tired, maybe chaos breeds heroes, despair breeds miracles, there will be a miracle leading humanity to a new path.

And this miracle, certainly won’t be him.

Just thinking this way, someone pulled his collar from behind to the side. Su Ang looked back and saw Tang Yunde.

"Don’t follow along!" Tang Yunde shouted at Sikong Wang who was trailing behind. Su Ang shook his head at Sikong Wang, and Sikong Wang then stopped chasing the two.

Tang Yunde pulled Su Ang to a secluded place, looked around to confirm there was no one, then said, "Little Su, do you still remember Fucheng Full Moon Street..."

As soon as Tang Yunde spoke, Su Ang understood what he wanted to ask. Now only two people knew that Qian Qi could discover the hidden instance, one was him, and the other was Tang Yunde.

Of course, Tang Yunde was merely speculating, not as certain as he was.

"She discovered it by accident." Su Ang dispelled Tang Yunde’s notion, "Don’t count on her."

"Oh, so that’s it." Tang Yunde didn’t expect Su Ang to deny it immediately. He was startled but still somewhat reluctant, "How can you be so sure..."

Tang Yunde recalled that during the meeting, Su Ang indeed stepped out once, perhaps to ask about this, so he oh’ed, sighed regretfully.

After all, Su Ang accompanied Qian Qi to the instance last time. Their relationship was closer; if Su Ang received a negative answer, his confirmation would certainly yield the same answer. Perhaps Qian Qi’s instance discovery really was just a coincidence.

"Ah, you... take care of yourself." Tang Yunde remembered something, patted Su Ang’s shoulder affectionately, "Whatever you want to do, do it sooner."

The poor child is just in his early twenties, about to become a madman dominated by Spiritual Power Disorder.

Su Ang saw off Tang Yunde, turned back to find Sikong Wang, but found Sikong Wang had already left his original spot. Standing there was his father, Su Xingchen.

Su Xingchen in his black Commander uniform still had no expression, only looked down and calmly glanced at Su Ang, "Are you still holding on?"

Su Ang tilted his head, his tone equally calm, "What do you think?"

"If you’re tired, then rest." Su Xingchen deeply scrutinized his son. Su Ang fully inherited his looks and hair color, sometimes seeing him was like seeing his younger self, but he and Su Ang were ultimately different.

Maybe taking him to the battlefield from a young age wasn’t the right choice, but circumstances forced him to do so, humanity needed a shining idol to divert attention and cover the truth. Only then could the Seven Great Families search for new paths more easily without being busy handling internal chaos.

Now Su Ang’s spiritual power disorder had reached its boundary value; it was time for him to retire officially. He had secured a stable life for humanity for more than ten years, what’s left...

"Are you looking for a new puppet?" Su Ang stared at Su Xingchen, intending to find the answer on his face.

Su Xingchen chuckled, candidly said, "Puppets aren’t that easy to choose."

Aside from his own son, will there be someone willing to unconditionally obey his orders at the pinnacle? Perhaps there is, but that person must have an impossible-to-sever weakness to be controlled by his hand.

"I hope when I find the next puppet, you won’t stop me." Su Xingchen gave a meaningful look at Su Ang, then turned and strolled away.

Su Ang watched Su Xingchen leave, his fists clenched gradually.

Fortunately, he deceived her.