Chapter 151: Worldview

Chapter 151: Worldview

Yan Feng sounded regretful as he said, “There may be a spy among the Guild, and a middle-ranking one at that.”

Which meant the spy was a Protector or an Elite.

Seriously?! Again?!

Does someone up there have a grudge against me? Am I doomed to highwire acts like finding the spy?

Gao Yang was practically shouting in his head, but he didn’t let it show.

“A member of ours had Mindreading and could’ve easily identified the spy. Unfortunately, an assassination happened not too long ago.”

Yan Feng’s eyes flickered. “So your Lie Detection is even more valuable to us.”

“You want me to find the spy for you?” asked Gao Yang.

“No, there’s no need to wake the sleeping dog now.” Yan Feng smiled. “You’ll be of help when the time comes.”

True. Dragon only asked me to help with Lie Detection once he was ninety percent sure of his suspicion. That’s the safer way.

Gao Yan thought for a moment and looked up at him. “Then why tell me now? Have I earned your trust already?”

Yan Feng said honestly with a smile, “No, trust comes with time and achievements. You’re far from getting there.”

“I told you now because I want you to be careful. After all, the spy won’t sit around doing nothing once they know that an awakener with Lie Detection joined the Guild.”

“Thank you for the warning. I’ll be careful.” Gao Yang nodded. That was a reasonable explanation.

Yan Feng checked his watch and looked out of the porthole behind him. “We’re ten minutes away from reaching the pier.”

“I’ll get off there,” Gao Yang said.

“No, you stay. I’ll get off at the pier, and you the one after that.”

Gao Yang nodded. Since there was still time, it was better to start a conversation than staying in this awkward silence. The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñòv€l-B1n.

“Mr. Yan.” Gao Yang considered his choice of words. “May I ask you something personal?”

“Go ahead.” Yan Feng nodded easily and joked, “I’m afraid I can’t tell you about celebrity gossip.”

Gao Yan shook his head with a smile. “No, there’s something else I’m curious about. You are a mega star. You must have been going around the world for productions, public appearances, awards, and other programs.”

Yan Feng paused, his gaze turning appreciative. “So you’re asking about the worldview.”

They each took out their phones and typed an answer before comparing notes.

Gao Yang: The fake world used to exist for real.

Yan Feng: A real world existed in the past.

They exchanged a smile and took back their phones.

Gao Yang was surprised. It made sense for him to think of the possibility because he had transmigrated here from the real world. He didn’t expect Black Tortoise to come to the same conclusion.

“It seems that we both think this fake world used to be real, which is why the imitation is so perfect. The Heavenly Way doesn’t have to create anything from scratch, only to replicate and reproduce what was there.”

Gao Yang nodded. “Do the higher-ups of the Guild all think the same as you?”

“No, the mainstream view is a different one.”

“They believe that the isolated islands we live on and the fake things filling our world are all created by the Heavenly Way. It’s like a game where everything is procedurally generated with data, including history, culture, economy, art, and technology. They become the backdrop of the isolated islands as they are continuously generated and developed.”

Gao Yang fell into thought. That explanation made sense as well.

He wanted to ask Yan Feng why the Heavenly Way would do it, but he knew it was a question the man couldn’t answer.

Click.

The door pushed open. A middle-aged man in formal wear stood outside with a briefcase under his armpit. He was about 1.75 meter tall with a slim build and narrow shoulders, his hair combed neatly up to reveal a fair, curved forehead. With a pair of finely made rimless glasses, he gave the impression of a conscientious, competent professional.

His brows knitted into a downward angle. “We’re going, Old Yan.”

“Alright, a moment,” said Yan Feng.

“Hurry. You need to go to the set after shooting the show. There’s no time to dally.” The man closed the door.

“My agent, a white face.” Yan Feng curled his lips into a resigned smile. “He’s a good guy all around, but he’s a workaholic and very strict with me.”

“That’s why you’ve been popular for so long,” Gao Yang offered flattery.

“Hopefully that’ll continue as you said.” Yan Feng rose to his feet with a smile and straightened his sleeves and collars. “See you.”

He walked out of the cabin. After a few minutes, the yacht started moving slowly again.

Gao Yang sat by the porthole, looking out at the river at night. He lost his focus at some point.

As the yacht quietly sailed along the river, it was the perfect time to think about the existential philosophical questions: where did I come from, where am I, and where am I going?

Gao Yang was just about to follow the thoughts when on the other side of the porthole, a head suddenly popped into view.

1. A reference to Hengdian World Studio, a mega film studio in China. Heng means horizontal, and shu means vertical. ?