In this segnt of thoughts that Wen Nan is reading now, although he can clearly "hear" Mo Yu’s thoughts, there is always the "chirping" sound that only characters controlled by the soul threads have, mixed in the background.
Those background sounds should be the voices of the [Countless Threads] that Wei Zhe is controlling.
However, unlike Zhang Yanan, who is completely controlled and loses her own soul as an NPC, Wei Zhe, although exerting a certain degree of control over Mo Yu, still leaves the main control of the body to Mo Yu herself.
Wen Nan thought, to make an inappropriate analogy, the unseen [Countless Threads] attached to Mo Yu, are not like puppet strings, but more like a dog leash.
No wonder she was a character brought into the instance by Wei Zhe from the outside; Wei Zhe has a relatively high level of trust in these "twin siblings."
This indeed provided convenience for Wen Nan, making his strategy possible.
In the thoughts Mo Yu ntioned earlier, was Gan Tie the twin brother who looks exactly like her?
From Mo Yu’s fragnted words now, Wen Nan could speculate that Gan Tie was instructed by Wei Zhe to take out the character in Wang Yajun’s laboratory, and he did it quickly and cleanly.
However, before this Wang Yajun incident, similar tasks were actually assigned to Mo Yu.
The villain camp is not afraid of killing the wrong character; they can completely adopt the strategy of "better to kill a thousand by mistake than to miss one," eradicating all suspicious targets from the very beginning.
And indeed, the villain camp secretly practiced this strategy from the start, and Mo Yu was originally the one tasked with it.
For so reason, Mo Yu did not completely wipe out the targets assigned to her but hid them secretly, which Wei Zhe probably guessed. Although he did not punish Mo Yu, he transferred the task originally assigned to her to her brother Gan Tie.
And earlier when Wen Nan was bluffing in the tiered classroom, what he said fit perfectly, making Mo Yu think that her act of hiding people secretly was discovered by the opposing camp’s Wen Nan, who would inform Gan Tie, thus making her suddenly anxious.
At that mont, under Mo Yu’s inquiring gaze, Wen Nan calmly nodded and then said, "It’s true, take to the place where you hid people, I can help you."
Hearing the words "hid people," the vigilance in Mo Yu’s eyes deepened further. She instinctively retorted, "I didn’t hide anyone..."
’He really knows, did he go to the gym and hear or see so clues around there?’
’Chirp, chirp chirp, chirp chirp chirp...’
"I went to the gym earlier and heard it; there’s no need to hide it from anymore." Wen Nan spoke calmly, following the thread of Mo Yu’s thoughts.
Mo Yu’s eyes widened in surprise, looking at Wen Nan.
’Sure enough, it’s exposed, he heard it? Did he only hear it from afar? He shouldn’t have pinpointed the location to the equipnt room, right?’
’Chirp, chirp chirp, chirp chirp chirp...’
"The equipnt room, right? I heard it all," Wen Nan ruthlessly continued to expose, "Senior Mo Yu, I hope you can see my sincerity. After all, you hid so many of our people in the equipnt room, but I didn’t take action imdiately upon discovery, instead I chose to co find you first."
Mo Yu was dumbfounded for a mont and then uttered two words after a long ti: "No, it’s not."
"Not what?"
Mo Yu shook her head without further response, but her inner voice did not stop—
’Those are not your people; I asked the Young Master for help, all of them were checked, those are all N, N, N, what... anyway, they’re all neutral faction.’
’Chirp, chirp chirp, chirp chirp chirp...’
Listening to the other party’s inner voice, Wen Nan realized one thing—from Mo Yu’s situation, although most mbers of the evil faction, unlike loyalists, cannot directly distinguish NPCs and followers, [Young Master] can, and [Young Master] must help the [Evil] faction. So, Mo Yu used [Young Master] to help confirm the identities of those NPCs, then feigned compliance and spared their lives.
Of course, this does not an Mo Yu is a "loyalist" like Yang Mingzhong, who is a mber of the evil faction; her stance is still evil. If those NPCs were judged by [Young Master] to be [followers] or had an identity to unlock, she would probably still take action to eliminate them.
While pondering, a system prompt sounded in his mind—
9527: [Your skill Mind Reading Technique has ended, entering cooldown now.]
Ten minutes, really too fast.
If he had known, he would have stacked it with the Flower’s Tear to extend it to thirty minutes.
But it doesn’t matter, anyway, he has already obtained a lot of information. The opponent has obviously wavered and will likely agree to take him to the gym soon.
Sure enough, in the next mont, Mo Yu gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, I’ll take you."
The gymnasium was located on the edge of Plum Garden’s sports field, in a relatively secluded area with few people around. Inside the venue, there were quite a few students playing ball gas, constantly making thumping sounds of balls hitting the floor, accompanied by the shouts of students swinging their rackets.
Following Mo Yu, Wen Nan ca to the entrance of the gym, looked around, and quickly spotted a familiar blood donation vehicle parked in a parking space beside the venue.
Glancing at the driver’s seat, Wen Nan showed a faint smile, while Mo Yu beside him didn’t notice his interaction with the blood donation vehicle; she just kept her head down and walked into the venue.
Wen Nan quickly followed with steps.
The two of them walked through the gym, along a corridor to the end, and saw the equipnt room with its door tightly locked.
The outside of the equipnt room was very quiet. Mo Yu stood at the door, observing the surroundings for a mont to ensure no one was nearby, then she took out a key to unlock the chain—not installed on the door, it seed to be added by Mo Yu afterward, sowhat laborious to dismantle.
Just as Wen Nan was about to step forward to help, a system prompt popped up in his mind—
9527: [Your strategy target, strategy degree determination has been completed entirely. From now on, you can check the target’s strategy degree changes in the system at any ti, please be inford.]
It was only now that the completion was confird?
Wen Nan quickly brought up the strategy degree, as expected, it was still at 0%, not budging a bit.
A jingle sounded as the chain was unlocked and fell to the ground.
Mo Yu pushed the door open, allowed Wen Nan to enter first, and then cautiously closed the door behind herself again.
The equipnt room was filled with a strong odor of leather and tal from sports equipnt. Dust-covered equipnt was piled up everywhere. After passing through the room and walking to an open space towards the inside, Wen Nan stopped.
He saw people lying all over the floor.
Those people had their eyes closed, lying straight on their backs on the ground as if they were dead; everyone had their feet outward and heads inward, surrounding an area and forming the shape of a sunflower.
In the center of the flower lay a shuttle-shaped object.
It was [Countless Threads].
Wen Nan crouched down, squinted his eyes, and carefully identified it, only then did he see that fine threads were stretching out from the tops of these unconscious NPCs’ heads, and the other ends of the threads were wrapped around that central piece of [Countless Threads].
Moreover, an extra thread extended from that piece of [Countless Threads], which first coiled multiple tis tightly around a tennis racket and then stretched towards the window, running out through the window and vanishing into the flowerbed outside.
What was such a big setup for?
Just as he was thinking, Mo Yu stepped forward and voluntarily said, "I imitated the boss’s way of wrapping up those threads, thinking that this way, the boss wouldn’t notice these people were still alive."
Saying this, she looked down at the people under her feet, "It seems like it didn’t succeed; the boss still noticed sothing was wrong..."
Wen Nan thought of what Yang Mingzhong had ntioned before, that the [Countless Threads] artifact was easy to learn but difficult to master.
In Mo Yu’s situation, she was clearly the character being manipulated by [Countless Threads] over the years. Although she was familiar with these threads, she was not aware of their usage skills.
Deceiving a player like Wei Zhe, who can achieve network manipulation, was naturally very difficult.
"You said you can help ?" Mo Yu, seeing the counterpart not speaking, took the initiative to ask a question.
"I can’t help," Wen Nan responded, "but soone might be able to assist."
Saying this, he took out his phone and sent a ssage to Hu Jiayao, asking if he had found Yang Mingzhong.
Hu Jiayao quickly replied: [Found him, he’s right beside , does hz have sothing?]
Confirming that the two were currently available for a call, Wen Nan dialed the number, and Hu Jiayao answered imdiately: "What’s up, president?"
Wen Nan instructed, "Give that piece of [Countless Threads] in your hand to Old Yang, let him answer the phone."
A mont later, Yang Mingzhong’s voice sounded from the other end of the phone: "President, do you need to help remotely operate the character?"
Wen Nan briefly explained the situation on Mo Yu’s side, Yang Mingzhong was a quick thinker, not needing Wen Nan to say much, he quickly understood the counterparts’ intent.
After contemplating for a mont, the voice on the other end of the phone replied: "Let her place her hand on that piece of [Countless Threads], and I can assist her. However, once I make those NPCs appear as ’dead’ on the network, it will an they completely escape control, are you sure about proceeding this way?"
After Wen Nan confird once more, these individuals on the ground were indeed NPCs, completely escaping Wei Zhe’s control ant reverting to a neutral status, they were previously unknown to Wen Nan and posed no danger to him.
Therefore, Wen Nan affird it, allowing Yang Mingzhong to take action.
Following the instructions, Mo Yu grasped that piece of [Countless Threads]. The next mont, the chaos of tangled threads miraculously unraveled, then rewound and ford a knot.
The mont the dead knot was ford, the fine threads originally connected to the tops of those NPCs’ heads all simultaneously fell off.
"Did it succeed?!" Mo Yu asked excitedly, looking down at the people lying on the ground.
The people who had been in a state of deep sleep were now waking up one by one, sitting up and surveying their surroundings, most of them wearing looks of confusion and bewildernt.
Only a middle-aged woman in the corner, upon seeing Mo Yu, had a deep-seated hatred flare up in her eyes.
Grabbing a fruit knife from her pocket, the middle-aged woman rushed towards Mo Yu at full speed, shouting, "You killed my husband! I’ll kill you!"
Mo Yu, who was originally helping a child next to her, was unaware of the middle-aged woman; by the ti the person charged up to her, she hurriedly raised her arm to block.
The blade of the fruit knife plunged into her arm, instantly cutting a deep gash down to the bone, and blood quickly flowed out.
Wen Nan stepped forward, forcefully grasping the middle-aged woman’s wrist, twisting it backward. The opponent scread in pain and dropped the knife.
The middle-aged woman, emotionally charged, continued shouting at Mo Yu, so Wen Nan had to pull out shackles from the equipnt standby list and handcuff the opponent to the iron rack beside them.
Mo Yu held her injured forearm, staring blankly at Wen Nan’s action of handcuffing the woman, an unusual look erging in her eyes.
Wen Nan didn’t notice the change in her expression, rushing to Mo Yu’s side, clutching her arm to check the wound, "Where are you hurt, let see?"
During the motion, Wen Nan’s fingers accidentally pressed on the wound on Mo Yu’s arm, causing her to inhale sharply in pain, instinctively drawing her hand back to her chest, her eyes widening in wariness as she looked at Wen Nan.
Wen Nan felt his grip was too heavy and instinctively wanted to apologize.
Before he could speak, a system prompt sounded again in his mind—
9527: [Congratulations, target Mo Yu, current strategy degree increased to: 8%.]
Wen Nan: ?
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