After organizing the rewards, Feng Mu sorted through his thoughts in his mind:
"The top priority next is to completely control the prison, and quickly deploy the base vehicle. This isn’t difficult, it only requires this... and this... completing the final few steps to wrap up."
This plan had already been simulated in his mind 17 tis, ensuring it was foolproof.
"Then, what is urgent is having a reunion dinner with the family, huh—"
Feng Mu got up from the bed, casting a sidelong glance at the cara.
He had a strong premonition that this al would likely be the last fully-attended family dinner.
Feng Mu slowly sat down at the table, tapping his knuckles on the damaged cara on the table.
The body was covered in scratches, the lens glass cracked like a spider web, but the viewfinder screen inside remained miraculously intact.
He flicked the dust-covered switch with his fingers, the machine emitted a dying hum.
"Let see, what beautiful, heart-pounding monts you’ve captured..."
Feng Mu muttered to himself, his index finger hovering above the play button for half a second before pressing it down heavily.
The viewfinder screen flickered a few tis, then slowly brightened with a captivating image.
The background of the image was sowhat dim, a sewer maze, shadows flickering on the mottled walls, creating a mysterious yet tense atmosphere.
Feng Mu, while engrossed in playing the video, skillfully took out his phone and made a careful backup recording of the video.
The video, though short, was brilliantly captivating, and if posted online, it would undoubtedly trigger a frenzy of shares and likes from netizens.
The the conveyed by the video was filled with positive energy, telling the thrilling story of a pair of secret lovers joining hands to fight against an evil scientist.
The male protagonist was captivatingly powerful, the female lead was beautiful and enchanting, the entangled romantic elents between the two, the gripping fight scenes, the imaginative sci-fi settings, and the cleverly integrated suspense plot, coupled with the finely crafted special effects...
In summary,
when the video finished playing, Feng Mu felt a slight warmth in his eyes, an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart:
"It seems that tonight I will grow a Hook Jade!"
.....
While Feng Mu was intently appreciating the romantic action film, Feng Yuhuai was in the bathroom, ticulously watching the livestream clips she had captured online.
To ensure she didn’t miss any critical details, Feng Yuhuai painstakingly found videos from multiple sources, then tirelessly compared them back and forth, repeatedly watching over and over again.
The bad news was, she appeared in the video;
The good news was, she only appeared for a fraction of a second, and only one-third of the back of her head was visible.
"That virtually ans I wasn’t captured, which is really great, seems like I haven’t been exposed yet."
Feng Yuhuai murmured to herself, struggling to swallow a gulp of saliva, but her back still drenched in cold sweat:
"No, just because I wasn’t recorded by the livestream doesn’t an that the hidden cara didn’t capture it!!!"
Feng Yuhuai’s pupils suddenly contracted, her thoughts coursing like an electric current.
She abruptly turned her head, staring intently at the adjacent wall.
On the other side of that wall was Feng Mu’s bedroom, and just now, she clearly heard Feng Mu’s footsteps returning to his room.
"Has the cara been left in the living room, or has he already taken it back to his room?"
Feng Yuhuai quickly got up from the toilet, walked out of the bathroom, and scanned the living room quickly, not seeing the cara.
"Could it be that Feng Mu took the cara back to his room?!"
Feng Yuhuai’s face instantly darkened, a faint red line of anger flickering in her eyes.
Her mind raced, attempting to piece together the sequence of events:
"That cara most likely belonged to Light Prism TV Station for livestreaming and hidden filming.
Judging from the last fra of the livestream, it should have been the powerful airwave generated by Zuo Bai’s self-detonation, which blasted both the reporter and the cara away.
The reporter might be dead on the spot, or perhaps just barely hanging on, but that’s not important anymore.
The key point is, the cara happened to fall into my father’s hands, and it seems he hasn’t had the chance to view what the cara recorded yet."
Feng Yuhuai’s temples throbbed, unsure whether to consider herself lucky or cursed.
The damn cara was like a die thrown rcilessly by destiny, landing squarely in the hands of the least appropriate person, and then foolishly brought ho by Feng Mu.
Yet the irony is, if things hadn’t unfolded this way, how would she have the chance to be so close to that cara?
"So, maybe it’s another stroke of destiny’s favor, otherwise, the cara might have already returned to Light Prism TV Station, and I might have beco the... monster well-known across Zone 9!"
Feng Yuhuai stood at Feng Mu’s door, her expression shifting constantly.
"What’s Feng Mu doing inside? Could he be watching the cara, and most importantly, could Feng Mu have secretly beco a monster too?"
Her slender fingers hovered in the air, re inches from the door, yet still she hesitated to knock.
In Feng Yuhuai’s mind, the suspicion of whether her father was also parasitized into a monster might only occupy fifty percent.
However, her doubt about Feng Mu reached seventy percent.
Otherwise, she couldn’t understand how her brother, who was as useless as a waste, could change so dramatically in temperant after just a little while, becoming seemingly different.
After all, Feng Ju’s progress might be traced back to life-threatening striving, but as for Feng Mu, how could he have done the sa?
Feng Yuhuai considered for herself, finding few plausible answers.
As her thoughts spread, an indescribable fear like icy cold water completely engulfed her, making her shiver uncontrollably.
"In the room, could there now be a monster disguised with Feng Mu’s skin, appreciating the true appearance of , this monster?"
Once this thought erged in her mind, it stuck incessantly like a maggot, increasingly sending chills down her spine, making her terrified.
However, strangely, as the fear within her escalated, her smile grew increasingly gentle and obedient, seemingly also having grown a layer of [Mask] on her face.
A layer called [Good Sister] [Mask], while inside the room is his...
"Brother, what are you doing inside?"
Feng Yuhuai knocked lightly on the door twice, then cautiously pushed the door open, sporting the sweet smile of a good sister on her face.
Feng Mu was sitting at the table, one hand resting casually on the cara, slightly turned aside, his other hand gently adjusting his black-rimd glasses.
His face also displayed an innocuous, [Good Brother]-like gentle smile:
"Oh, nothing much, I’m watching the cara that Dad asked to bring back, maybe it’ll have so interesting footage, how about joining ?"
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