# Chapter 2412: Anger
"Actually, I've always been curious. The seemingly new Holy Sword Society is everywhere, occupying most people's attention, causing many to not know that the old Holy Sword Society still maintains its power—or rather, causing many to forget the existence of the old Holy Sword Society. But in reality, traces of you can be found in many districts."
Uncle Guan and the others from Only Night City, the Lady Gong from District 017 when it was destroyed, the player codenamed Dawn who infiltrated the local team at No-Horn Lamb Station, and this District 001 that was crippled decades ago.
"I've heard more than once that the old Holy Sword Society's purpose is to oppose the game. But you neither expand your numbers like the new Holy Sword Society, nor announce your existence. You seem to have been keeping silent..."
Speaking thus, Xu Huo looked up at the white-haired elder. "So I'm very curious—how exactly do you plan to oppose the game? With such a gentle posture?"
Gao Feng, standing guard at the door, had already gripped his item, all his muscles tensed. By instinct, he almost struck first, but at this moment, the white-haired elder raised his hand and said with a smile, "You're no match for this person. If you dare to make a move, we might all die here today."
Gao Feng clearly didn't believe it, but the white-haired elder continued, "He is also a Mental Super Evolver."
At this, Gao Feng became even more wary. With one hand behind his back, he moved directly to the white-haired elder's side, wanting to provide close protection.
"This gentleman seems like someone who listens to reason." The white-haired elder pushed him back, then stood up and gestured for Xu Huo to follow him.
The two walked outside the hall. The white-haired elder pointed at the vase on the door and said, "Do you know why this vase was placed here?"
He wasn't really asking, so he continued, "There really was a cult here before. Their purpose was to squeeze the last drop of oil from the impoverished people living in this area."
"I happened to come here and dealt with this cult. This vase was a small item used by the cult leader back then."
"The vase itself is mostly decorative, but I didn't need it, so I placed it here to catch dripping water from upstairs."
"At that time, many things in the hall were smashed by people who had been deceived. This vase survived because of me—not because it was an item, but because I happened to need a container for water."
"Anger is a good thing. Maintaining anger is an ability humans should possess. But anger does not equal destruction."
He finished speaking and turned to Xu Huo with a smile. "The question you asked me—I can't give you an answer. Everyone thinks differently. My answer may not be your answer."
After this rather profound speech, the white-haired elder showed no intention of continuing. Soon, new patients arrived at the hall, along with their family members. Besides seeking medical treatment, they also habitually helped out. They were very afraid of strangers like Xu Huo, but they were very relaxed in front of the white-haired elder and the players in the hall.
Xu Huo simply stood at the hall's entrance. The Painting Woman didn't dare come close. After a while, the fat player tentatively approached: "Are we leaving or not?"
Xu Huo glanced sideways at him. "Of course not."
Not only did he not leave, but he also brought the Painting Woman to stay at the hall. He didn't help out—he just wandered around the vicinity.
The old Holy Sword Society didn't know what he was up to. Apart from the white-haired elder, all the other players were very nervous. They reported to the white-haired elder again and again, their emotions gradually building up.
The hall was a stronghold. They couldn't simply abandon it and leave. So under Xu Huo's continuous pressure, their first thought was to silence him.
"This person is a ticking time bomb," Gao Feng privately suggested to the white-haired elder. "Should we notify the people nearby and resolve this problem tonight?"
"Don't cause trouble. He won't do anything," the white-haired elder said. "Tell the others not to make a move against him."
Gao Feng couldn't understand but still complied. However, the consequence of spreading this word was that the old Holy Sword Society players' hostility grew heavier. From initially actively avoiding him, they gradually escalated to provoking him with looks and physical gestures.
These minor provocations weren't a problem. Xu Huo paid them no mind, and his disregard only made the Holy Sword Society players angrier.
Two days later, Lan Huaixie sent a message, inviting him to attend the Lan family's evening party.
Xu Huo didn't beat around the bush and directly refused. "They don't dare make a move because the scope of involvement in District 001 is too large. A few people can leave, but the painstakingly built network of connections can't be abandoned. Don't worry—as long as the Holy Sword Society people don't make a move, everything will be fine."
Lan Huaixie was silent for a moment before asking, "How do you know?" He hadn't left the hall in the past two days.
Xu Huo didn't elaborate and directly cut off the communicator.
For the old Holy Sword Society to take root in Chunyi City, it was impossible for them to have no connections with local forces. Whether it was a small faction or the local government was hard to say. Coincidentally, right after the fat player came out of the Lan family's place, he was led to this hall. Not only did District 001 need fresh player blood, but the old Holy Sword Society also needed like-minded supporters. Clearly, the fat player was someone worth recruiting.
"Aren't you afraid of bringing trouble upon yourself by making things so difficult for them?" The fat player really didn't dare leave now, afraid that if he left first, he'd be targeted. "This is the Holy Sword Society. Who knows how many people they have."
"How is this making things difficult? I just happened to pass by and wanted to stay here for a few days. I haven't hurt anyone, and I even paid for my stay," Xu Huo said calmly.
The fat player's mouth twitched. "Brother, to be honest, I don't think you want to join the Holy Sword Society either. Why bother figuring out what they're doing behind the scenes? The more you act like this, the more they'll suspect you're a spy sent by a hostile force."
Xu Huo didn't dwell on this topic. Instead, he asked another question: "If one day you became a Super Player, what would you most want to do?"
"I've actually thought about this!" The fat player slapped his thigh and said cheerfully, "The first thing would be to throw my weight around in my hometown for a few days. Kill everyone I can't stand and everyone who can't stand me. Then naturally, one district would belong to me. All the good stuff would be mine first—everything would be mine!"
"The second step would definitely be to buy enough weapons to arm the district. Whoever comes to attack, I'll fight them. Then I'd train players according to my methods. As long as they're strong enough, challenging an A-class wormhole point wouldn't be a problem in the future!"
Xu Huo found it amusing. "And then? Once you have the strength to stand against A-class wormhole points, you can't just stop there, can you?"
The fat player paused. "When you're already at the top of the game, what dreams do you still need?"
Xu Huo looked at him. "Have you never thought about making the Dimensional Rift game disappear completely?"