Chapter 1200: The Informant
Everyone stared at the "door" behind Wei Yang, their expressions shifting from hesitation to resolve.
"Get moving," Wei Yang said. "If you escape now, one day you'll have your sanity taken away again... Would you be content with that? Now is your best chance to fight back!!"
Seeing the gradual change in people's expressions, Wei Yang pressed on: "Did you see that explosion? The rebellion has already begun in full force. Right now, they have no idea you've regained your sanity. Opportunity knocks but once—we can only catch them off guard if we act now!"
Under Wei Yang's relentless "encouragement," right and wrong were completely turned upside down. Finally, someone stepped forward and entered the teleportation portal.
Once the first person acted, the "broken window effect" triggered, and others followed in quick succession.
Thousands of people began entering the "train" in an orderly fashion.
How bizarre was this scene?
Under normal circumstances, forget entering the "train"—these people wouldn't even dare to talk back to a "Zodiac." But now, their hearts were filled with both the joy of regained freedom and the bitterness of their past days. Under Wei Yang's instigation, these complex emotions eventually transformed into the driving force to overthrow Tian Long and Qing Long.
So... would everyone go through the "door"?
Of course not.
Cowards exist everywhere, and this group was no exception. Wei Yang turned his head and looked. At the tail end of the line, a few dozen people were gathered. Their expressions were less resolute than the others; they were still hesitating. They couldn't understand why so many had chosen to enter the "door," but they also didn't dare to voice their opposition.
To put it plainly, they weren't "cowardly" or "stupid"—they were too smart.
Why is it that Border Collies, the smartest of dogs, rarely become police dogs? It's precisely because they're too smart that they often fear death.
Unfortunately, there was only one line.
This meant that those waiting in line to enter couldn't see the cowards behind them. Otherwise, they would have realized that some people, just like them, didn't want to "rebel" at all. Their eyes could only look forward, so they only saw those determined to enter the door.
But what did that matter?
Wei Yang grinned. Not only did these cowards dare not enter the door—he himself wasn't going in either.
Too foolish. Who in their right mind would enter the "train" to die at a time like this? To throw away their hard-earned lives just because of a few words from others?
"I really miss the days of scamming people," he murmured, gazing at the crowd before him, a nostalgic look slowly spreading across his eyes.
Every time he could profit by toying with human nature, Wei Yang felt immense satisfaction.
Perhaps that was why he had set the "sheep" game as "deception."
Sheep may seem gentle, but when they graze, they uproot the grass entirely. If you're deceived by their harmless appearance, even green mountains will eventually turn barren.
Taking advantage of the crowd marching willingly to their deaths, Wei Yang climbed down from the high wall.
The situation now was simply too perfect. Zhu Que was dead, and all the "original residents" in the city had regained their sanity. Even in those fully fallen cities, some people were probably beginning to wake up.
The world here was about to change.
Didn't the higher-ups realize how dire the situation was now? Not a single "Heavenly Level" had shown their face. It seemed this game was much bigger than he had imagined.
Someone had cut off all their eyes and ears. No...
Cutting off eyes and ears wasn't enough. Wei Yang pondered the current state of affairs. Besides cutting off their senses, Qi Xia must have also been pulling at the thoughts of the "Heavenly Level." He was betting that "Tian Gou" wouldn't inform on them at this moment.
"What an outstanding young man. Why did he have to walk the straight and narrow..." Wei Yang looked into the distance. "You've never even seen those 'Heavens,' yet you can control their thoughts?"
In his mind, he fantasized about what it would be like if Qi Xia could join him in scamming people out there. Boundless wealth and glory would await the two of them.
But that chance would never come again.
Wei Yang never planned to return to that train.
"Qi Xia, I'm returning these 'soldiers' to you. We're even now."
Wei Yang slowly retreated to a place where the crowd couldn't see him, then left.
No matter how many people entered the door, it would count as helping Qi Xia, right?
Even if it was just a hundred people, that would be a significant fighting force for Qi Xia right now.
Not far away, a gaunt woman, wearing clothes stripped from a corpse, hid in the shadows and watched it all unfold.
She even clearly heard the words "Qi Xia" that Wei Yang muttered as he left.
"Rebellion... overthrowing the rulers here..." The woman laughed contemptuously. "Looks like I've stumbled upon some extraordinary information..."
She slowly pulled open her clothes and looked at her chest.
There, clearly carved, were four bloody characters: "My Princess."
"That filthy old bastard..." The woman gritted her teeth. "How dare he do this to me..."
Her mind felt a little chaotic.
She vaguely remembered that dirty old snake holding a knife and carving words onto her body, but why hadn't she resisted?
But it didn't matter now. There were too many strong people here for her to cling to.
She pressed her hand gently over her chest, hoping only that her next strong patron wouldn't mind the scars.
"Qi Xia... you're finished..." The woman laughed angrily. "I'm going to inform on you. Even if the higher-ups don't know now... they'll find out sooner or later... haha..."
Her twisted face gradually revealed a manic grin. It was as if all the other "original residents" had returned to normal, and only she had gone mad.
But how was she supposed to get through the door?
If she barged in now, wouldn't she be mistaken for an accomplice of the "rebels"?
"Wait... that's not right..." The woman suddenly thought of something. "I'm a 'Zodiac'!"
Although her mask was gone now, she had indeed worn one before. That alone made her superior to all the rebels.
She didn't know what exactly had happened today. Signs of fighting were everywhere, and the ground was littered with bodies. She ran to a distance, stripped a few sets of clothes from the corpses lying there, and put them on. When she returned to the "door," the crowd was still moving forward in an orderly line.
She walked up and directly shoved aside the person at the front.
"A good dog doesn't block the way!" the woman said.
The person who was shoved aside was startled and turned to look at her. "Hey! What do you think you're doing?"
"Taking your sweet time. Don't you know you need to be early for reincarnation?" The woman sneered. "You've got some nerve."
"What the hell..." Several people nearby turned to look at her, hostility in their eyes.
"Hah..." The woman impatiently pushed everyone away, then stood in front of the door without a second thought. "If you want to die, don't block those who want to live."
As the crowd watched in bewilderment, the woman slowly stepped through the door.