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Chapter 122: Rumors

Due to the sensitive nature of the content involved, even those privy to the truth of the case generally opted for a relatively obscure term to refer to the relevant matters.

"That kind of person is already difficult to control," Leopard chatted with Monkey beside him while preparing the paperwork, completely oblivious to the flash of indignation in the other's eyes.

However, there would always be someone determined to get to the bottom of it... or rather, this was originally part of the plan.

A few days later, a slew of articles with rather alarming headlines suddenly appeared on several small news websites.

"Shocking! They actually whitewashed a murderous fiend!"

"You Can't Miss This! The Deal Behind the Killer!"

"For Our Nation, 99% of Viewers Reshared!"

"Severely Punish the Perpetrator! Don't Let Our Children Become the Next Victims!"

"A Mother's Firsthand Account, 99% Were Stunned!"

All sorts of conspiracy theories surfaced at once. Bai Mo's past photos and experiences were dug up by those with ulterior motives, who then plastered him with the labels of "mad scientist" and "murderous maniac."

Unfortunately, for a vast nation with over a billion people, a few deranged serial killers were simply too common, so much so that even a round of concerted hype from the masterminds failed to attract much attention.

Bai Mo himself was no public figure, rarely interacting with the outside world. The exposed photos didn't show him to be particularly handsome, directly leading to the news being quickly forgotten by the vast majority of people.

How could the deaths of a few strangers compare to an idol's romantic history?

Of course, there were always some people who kept a constant watch for any information related to him.

Just half an hour later, Bai Mo received a call from Hu Feng, Liu Zhen's secretary.

"What's your take on this?" Hu Feng asked Bai Mo, getting straight to the point.

"What's happening?"

"The incident you caused in Tianqing a few days ago has been blown up. The aftermath work was already mostly handled, but now this suddenly comes up."

"And then?" Bai Mo asked coolly, as if the people he had casually killed a few days prior were nothing more than a few pigs.

"You openly killed people on the street, and there's too much evidence left behind. Someone must be stirring up trouble again, wanting to set you up and ruin your reputation. Those few thugs were likely paid to specifically cause you trouble." Hu Feng, who had always struggled and climbed his way through political infighting, naturally understood these schemes.

Especially with Bai Mo's unrestrained and arbitrary style, it was easy to find a mountain of leverage against him.

"How troublesome."

...

Hu Feng suddenly had a feeling that the person on the other end of the line was actually a transmigrator from ancient times, completely clueless about what "civilized struggle" meant.

"Whoever did it, make them disappear."

"There should be results soon."

"So, is there anything I need to do now? If not, then let's leave it at that. Anyway, public opinion changes faster than the weather."

"Probably... no." Hu Feng once again felt the same sensation.

"Cut it out. At the end of the day, they're just using me to attack you guys. Let you handle this. If I step in, there will only be one word left: kill. Kill until they submit, kill until there are no dissenting voices left."

"If you do that, there will be no room for compromise whatsoever."

"When I can simply overturn the table, I won't waste time reasoning. Also, tomorrow I will go to the base for the first harvest of the vampires I'm raising. The day after tomorrow, I'll have an assistant send you the next batch of Breakthrough Potions."

"Alright."

After hanging up, Bai Mo finally made up his mind to proceed with the first phase of his surgery in the coming days, beginning with the transplantation of the first group of thirteen types of Spirit Energy tissues.

Laboratory, basement level one.

"The institute truly has many talented people," Bai Mo remarked, looking at the twenty-plus individuals swaying haphazardly before him, under the effects of the special vampire-specific anesthetic developed by the Spirit Energy Research Institute's Pharmacy Department.

After spending some time arranging them neatly, he took out specialized equipment and began harvesting them.

The harvesting work was actually quite similar to collecting honey from a beehive. For the sake of resource renewability, Bai Mo only cut off thirty percent of the parts of their bodies that had already undergone liquid metal transformation, then sequentially refined away the residual will with his mental power, turning it into the raw material of liquid gold.

"Ah!" The three vampire "mentors" with the highest degree of liquefaction discovered a significant portion of their bodies missing upon waking. Mary, whose body was already ninety percent liquefied, found that her body was suddenly missing nearly a third!

"What is going on?!" After readjusting and adapting to her new physique, transforming from a mature woman into a loli, she angrily questioned Bai Mo, who was pondering beside her.

"Harvesting. You are also vampires."

"You!" Mary suddenly recalled the experience of being unable to move, only able to stare at the ceiling, and forcibly bit back her remaining words.

If she angered this devil, she truly didn't know what he would do. Especially now, with everyone's lives in his hands, the effects of that mother-child medicine were simply too terrifying.

Such a deranged act, raising one's own kind to produce spirit medicine, was absolutely something only a devil could do.

"I will harvest thirty percent of the total liquefied mass each time." Bai Mo wasn't keen on spending too much time explaining.

After processing a portion of the liquid gold into Breakthrough Potions according to the previously devised formula, he continued with the final preparations for the transplant surgery. Right now, only this was a matter of concern to him.

Driven by the masterminds behind the scenes, who spared no expense, Bai Mo's murder case gradually gained traction. All sorts of online articles, portraying him as a deranged serial killer and a mad scientist, continued to circulate in the form of sensational news.

The hired content creators also began their frenzy. Of course, none of this concerned him, as he remained in the second basement level of the experimental facility, continuing his research.

"What do you think we should do about this? Although what they're doing is quite underhanded, everything they're saying seems to be precisely correct."

"The rumors even include sensational tidbits about him collaborating with high-ranking officials for human experimentation, developing biological weapons, and harvesting organs from living prisoners. It all sounds quite plausible," Cheng Mu said to Liu Zhen beside him, holding the summarized report in his hand.

"The gossip also claims he's capturing large numbers of young girls, imprisoning them to hold 'unrestricted gatherings' and practicing some sort of 'Yin-Harvesting and Yang-Replenishing Grand Art.' But 'mad scientist' does suit him quite well," Liu Zhen added, delivering another jab.

"Have your subordinates found the mastermind?"

"We've caught a few small fish and shrimp; it seems to be the intelligence agencies from the American side, secretly collaborating with some underground organizations that oppose us."

"Just a tit-for-tat."

The American intelligence agencies, shortly after the outbreak of their civil war, also discovered that the behind-the-scenes supporter of the Southern rebels was none other than Huaxia across the ocean.