Chapter 229: Chapter 225 I Never Left
Additionally, China has the highest number of silver dals in the world, reaching over 400, indicating that more than 400 individuals reached the nomination stage for various awards.
Most importantly, in the five top-level awards, China also swept three of them.
Huang Yi continued browsing the posts below.
"Instakill’s real-life identity guessing, perhaps related to a mysterious organization." Just then, Huang Yi suddenly saw a featured post, and the author was none other than Poet.
A sense of heaviness settled in Huang Yi’s heart, for Poet’s posts were often logical and well-argued, and he might really be able to guess so truths. Huang Yi imdiately clicked in to read further.
"Lately, everyone has been speculating about who Instakill really is. I, too, am filled with curiosity, so I took a close look back at the award ceremony and found so traces, gradually forming a guess about his identity. Everyone knows that on the last day of the award ceremony, there was a very strange phenonon, that is, Jin Xu Qi Wai. Since he went on stage to accept his award and made a series of nonsense speeches, many subsequent winners began to give similar nonsense speeches, and their common feature was that they had all been embraced by Jin Xu Qi Wai before going on stage. This indicates that it’s very likely Jin Xu Qi Wai touched them with so condition, making them willing to purposefully say nonsense at this most important mont. Jin Xu Qi Wai is the son of the head of Singapore’s largest private bank and is incredibly wealthy. His ans are likely financial, and he may have tempted the winners with money. So, what exactly was his purpose in doing this?"
Following this, Poet shared his conjecture: "I noticed that during the countdown to the sixth award from last, the Best Wealth Award, Dugu Lengcang’s promotional video was playing on-site, and Jin Xu Qi Wai rushed over to embrace and congratulate Dugu Lengcang. However, as far as I know, these two don’t know each other, and the reason behind Jin Xu Qi Wai’s embrace was probably to prompt the other to speak nonsense. But Dugu Lengcang is also a man with vast wealth and naturally wouldn’t be swayed by money. After reviewing different versions of the live broadcast, I finally found an issue in the NHK broadcast from Japan. NHK’s caraman happened to give Dugu Lengcang a close-up at the ti, inadvertently capturing Jin Xu Qi Wai in clear detail, and Jin Xu Qi Wai’s facial expression was obviously abnormal, looking utterly despondent."
At this point, Poet posted a video screenshot. In it, Jin Xu Qi Wai’s complexion was terrible, his face the picture of dejection.
"Why does Jin Xu Qi Wai want so many people to speak nonsense? Obviously, to delay ti. But why delay ti? We need to look at what award was coming up next. After Dugu Lengcang’s acceptance, the next award was for Best Newcor, and the recipient of that award was Instakill. During those hours, Instakill was leading over six hundred thousand players from Dragon City in a breakout operation. The timing of Jin Xu Qi Wai’s delay coincided so perfectly with this event! Furthermore, after the Best Newcor Award, Jin Xu Qi Wai stopped contacting anyone and showed no signs of delaying any further. This indicates that Jin Xu Qi Wai might be acquainted with Instakill and that everything he did was to buy ti for Instakill."
"If a person of Jin Xu Qi Wai’s status is going to such lengths to help, then who exactly is Instakill? Is he really just a regular player? We all know that Dao Feng said during the proxy acceptance that he had never t Instakill in the real world, and Dao Feng’s father is a prominent figure in the Chinese political sphere, so it should be very easy for him to et a Chinese person. Moreover, since Instakill’s rise to fa, global corporations have been eager to find him for endorsents and advertisents, but so far, no one has been able to get in touch with him, which is very abnormal. Instakill is likely a special, secret individual."
"Afterwards, I discovered another piece of news. Instakill went through all the trouble to get to Dragon City just for a person nad Qin Shiyu. Everyone knows this player, she’s the Supre Commander of Dragon City’s temporary headquarters. So who exactly is she in the real world? I’ve searched for a long ti, but haven’t found any information about her. She has never posted in the forums, never appeared at any real-world events, and has never had any exposure. Note that she’s also one of the notable figures in the China Region, ranked around the top 100 in level, and she’s a strikingly figured female player, not to ntion the Supre Commander of Dragon City... Such statuses alone would make her a celebrated figure, a dia darling, but like Instakill, she remains enigmatic, never having appeared publicly."
"Therefore, I feel that Instakill and Qin Shiyu might both be part of so secret organization, one that prefers not to reveal themselves openly. And I’ve speculated about Instakill’s identity a long ti ago, when evaluating masters from around the world. He possesses a calm deanor, unruffled even in the most desperate situations, such as when he assisted the Yanhuang Legion in killing the Zombie King, or when he led six hundred thousand players breaking through enemy lines. This isn’t just ordinary composure in the face of danger, but a quality that one can only have after undergoing extensive training. Considering all the circumstances of the annual grand ceremony, it’s very likely that both Instakill and Qin Shiyu are individuals from so underground organization, always lurking in the shadows, inconvenient to show their faces."
"But what is more daunting is the power behind him. What kind of power could be nurturing such individuals? After much thought, the only group I can think of is the organization behind the assassination attempt on Federal President Beino Kang two years ago. At that ti, a killer nad Huang Yi assassinated the Chairman of the World Federation Beino Kang, shocking the entire world. Interestingly enough, Huang Yi is also Chinese, sharing the sa nationality as Instakill and Qin Shiyu. Could there be so connection between them?"
After reading this post, Huang Yi felt a chill down his spine; this was the first ti he had seen soone link the nas "Instakill" and "Huang Yi" together in the forums!
He had not expected the Poet to guess with such accuracy; this post didn’t have any solid evidence, it was all just the Poet’s speculation based on a few clues and his own judgnt, more of a subjective intuition.
Just who is this Poet? Huang Yi couldn’t help but recall the first ti he t the Poet; he was in the Osmanthus Hotel in the woods, telling stories to a group of children and tricking them into buying alcohol. The person he saw then was just so ordinary, entirely different from the sharp image in the forum.
However, the Poet was undoubtedly a talent; Huang Yi, in turn, wanted to et him again, to learn more about him.
Next, Huang Yi returned to the hopage to check the other posts.
His deeds from yesterday had beco a hot topic today, from killing over thirty thousand players including Feng Zhi, to ultimately receiving the Na Bestowing, all recorded by the players. The event didn’t attract public attention at the ti, but now it had exploded.
Huang Yi briefly browsed through it, then imdiately returned to the Second World.
At this mont, it was night in The Second World, and the bright moonlight shone down, casting a gentle glow on a lake in the oasis, with ripples glinting under the clear moonlight.
Just then, Huang Yi suddenly felt sothing fling itself into his arms. Looking down, he was astonished to find it was Little White Cat; Xiao Chunzi had reverted to her Little White Cat form, her big eyes looking up at him slyly, as if they had returned to those bygone days.
"Sister, I still think you’re cuter like this!" Huang Yi said as he stroked her head.
"ow~" Little White Cat cooed delicately and contentedly settled in Huang Yi’s embrace, reluctant to leave.
Huang Yi turned his head and looked around; the White Dragon King was lounging in the lake, bathing in the water, its enormous silhouette a stark shadow against the moonlight, deterring any creature in the desert from approaching.
"Sister, every ti I log off, do you just wait for
here?" Huang Yi asked.
Little White Cat nodded her head, transford back into Xiao Chunzi in an instant, and said, "Yes! Whenever you log off, I wait right here for you to co back online. The happiest mont of my day is when I see you suddenly appear before . But I’m scared, scared that one day, no matter how long I wait, you’ll never show up again."
Huang Yi pursed his lips, touched her head, and said, "As long as I’m alive, I’ll always be here."
"Brother, where do you live in the real world? I want to co find you!" Xiao Chunzi said affectionately as she hugged Huang Yi’s neck.
"I live in a place very far away; you won’t be able to find ," Huang Yi said as he stroked Xiao Chunzi’s head, then turned to look at Qin Shiyu.
At this point, Qin Shiyu’s body was still lying quietly on the ground; five days had passed since she was killed, so she should be eligible for resurrection.
"Sister, don’t you have the Revival Ability? Help
resurrect her," Huang Yi said to Xiao Chunzi then.
"Okay, I’ll resurrect big sister!" Xiao Chunzi nodded, extended her tender little hand, and gently waved it toward Qin Shiyu. A divine light instantly fell from her hand and entered Qin Shiyu’s body.
The next mont, Huang Yi squatted down, helped Qin Shiyu up, and held her in his arms, waiting for her to awaken.
Seeing this, Xiao Chunzi obediently moved to a distance, not wanting to disturb them.
At that mont, Qin Shiyu’s long eyelashes trembled slightly as she opened her eyes and saw Huang Yi.
The air briefly stilled, and the two people, not having seen each other for many years, simply gazed at each other in silence, with only the bright moon above and the gentle night breeze of the oasis around them.
A mist gathered in Qin Shiyu’s eyes as if all the grievances of the years were welling up.
Finally, two tears slid down her cheeks as she choked out, "Brother Yi, we need you to co back."
Huang Yi reached out to wipe her tears away and smiled faintly, "I’ve never left." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to vote with Recomndation Tickets and Monthly Tickets at Starting Point (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian to read.)
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