Livestream Conflict-solver: The Whole Internet Begs Me for Justice!

199: Your code name is ’250’.”Did you two really think that just because Lowell told me about the ’Rust Warehouse District,’ only we would know about it?”

An Yang and Chen Hu exchanged glances and shook their heads.

”Naive.” Zhang Ze scoffed.

”That old fox is extremely cunning. His daughter is in my hands, so he can’t move against me directly. He wants to use others to do his dirty work. But he also wants to see how sharp a blade I am, so he won’t just find one blade to test.”

Zhang Ze paused, then continued, ”I can guarantee that we are absolutely not the only group monitoring the ’Rust Warehouse District’ right now. Official agencies like the CIA and FBI must have set up surveillance long ago. They are eager to catch the ’Scavengers’ and their buyers in one swoop—that would be a major achievement.”

”There are also several other local mafia families in Los Angeles who are at odds with Lowell. They definitely want a piece of the pie, or perhaps they’re just there to disrupt things.”

”Not to mention the mercenaries and lone wolves who smell blood and have come running.”

”So,” Zhang Ze spread his hands, ”the ’Rust Warehouse District’ right now is a huge powder keg, covered in cameras and microphones. If anyone dares to openly fire a shot inside, Los Angeles police helicopters will be there to deliver divine justice within ten minutes.”

An Yang was dumbfounded, cold sweat dripping down him.

He had only been focused on how to deal with those dozens of ”Scavengers,” never considering there were so many other predators lurking outside.

”Then... then how are we supposed to rescue the person?” An Yang’s voice sounded hollow.

”Therefore, our operational principle is just five words.” Zhang Ze held up one finger. ”Hit fast, vanish without a trace.”

He looked at Chen Hu: ”A direct confrontation, a hail of bullets—that makes too much noise. My little darlings are the best solution to this problem.”

Chen Hu nodded. He completely understood Zhang Ze’s line of thought.

Using the silent electric shock swarm to incapacitate all enemies, extracting the target, and quietly withdrawing before any other forces could react.

This was the only viable plan.

”However, there is still one problem.” Chen Hu’s professional experience made him think further. ”That area certainly has surveillance. Even if we aren’t discovered by a third party during the operation, our identities will be exposed if they retrieve the footage afterward.”

”You hit the nail on the head.” Zhang Ze snapped his fingers, a mysterious smile appearing on his face.

[System, System! Calling Dog System! Come out and serve your customer!]

[Ding! Your thoughtful little helper is online. What can I do for you, Host? Would you like me to play ”Good Fortune Comes” to increase the success rate of the operation?]

[Get lost! I’m afraid if I listened to that, I’d walk out and immediately get smashed by a meteor!] Zhang Ze grumbled irritably. [Find me something in the store that can hide our identities. Masks, hoods, anything works. The key is that it must be high-tech, cool, and most importantly, cheap!]

[Received! Currently filtering for the King of Cost-Effectiveness for the Host!]

The System was silent for two seconds.

[Dear, I’ve found the following hot items for you!]

[One: The ’Social Death’ Headpiece Series, including styles like Horse Head, Green Fishman, and Husky! Maxed-out taunt effect, capable of inflicting massive psychological damage on enemies! Only 998 fan favor value each!]

[Two: ’National Essence Classic’ Face Mask Series, featuring Guan Yu, Sun Wukong, and Nezha for your selection. Wearing them comes with built-in background music and an Aura of Hegemony, showcasing Dragon Country’s cultural confidence! Only 1998 fan favor value each!]

Zhang Ze’s face darkened.

[I’m supposed to be executing a secret mission, not attending a comic convention! Give me something normal!]

[Oh, come on, just a joke.] The System chuckled mischievously. [In that case, allow me to formally recommend the ’Ghost Walker’ Nano Tactical Mask! It uses the latest quantum entanglement material, perfectly conforming to facial contours, physically blocking all facial recognition methods! It comes with a voice changer function, capable of simulating hundreds of timbres! Most importantly, it can still be used as a regular mask even when the battery dies! Fair trade, friend price of 10,000 fan favor value per mask!]

[Ten thousand?!]

Zhang Ze’s heart started to bleed again.

[Three masks is thirty thousand! I just spent two hundred thousand fixing the drones, and now you’re trying to fleece me again?! Is your system surname Ma or something?!]

[Dear, you get what you pay for. Think about it: wearing this, you will be ghosts in the night, appearing and disappearing without a trace. Isn’t that cool? The showing-off effect is completely maximized!]

[...]

[Buy!] Zhang Ze ground his back teeth and spat out the word.

[Ding! Purchase successful! 30,000 fan favor value has been deducted. Host currently has 260,000 fan favor value remaining!]

The next second, three small silver cubes, emanating a metallic sheen, appeared out of thin air in Zhang Ze’s hand.

Without even looking, he casually tossed two of them to An Yang and Chen Hu.

”Catch.”

An Yang fumbled to catch his, turning it over and over. ”Big Brother, what is this? The latest power bank? An Apple product?”

Chen Hu, meanwhile, calmly observed the cube in his hand. It was cold to the touch, finely textured, and the seams were perfectly sealed, making it impossible to tell what the object was.

”Press the inconspicuous little dot in the center,” Zhang Ze reminded them, taking his time.

Hearing this, An Yang curiously pressed it.

With a soft *shua* sound.

The silver cube instantly stretched and transformed in his hand, taking less than a second to become a jet-black tactical mask covering his entire face. The surface of the mask was smooth as a mirror, lacking any facial features except for two thin slits over the eyes that emitted a faint, eerie red glow.

”Holy crap!!” An Yang exclaimed in surprise. ”What... what is this thing? It’s too cool!”

Chen Hu also pressed the switch, and the same mask appeared in his hand. He tapped the material of the mask with his finger and tested its flexibility, the sharp glint of a professional in his eyes.

Zhang Ze transformed one for himself and leisurely put it on.

A faint mechanical synthesis sound came from inside the mask: ”Identity authenticating... Authentication successful. Welcome, Commander.”

At the same time, its built-in voice changer activated, and a low, husky, magnetic male voice emerged from beneath the mask: ”From now on, we have no names, only codenames.”

An Yang and Chen Hu quickly put on their masks, following suit.

”Brother Hu, your codename is ’White Tiger.’”

”What about me, what about me?” An Yang asked excitedly.

Zhang Ze looked him up and down through the red slits of the mask, pondering for a moment.

”Your codename is ’codename.’”

The face beneath An Yang’s mask instantly fell.

”Huh? Big Brother! Why?! That codename isn’t imposing at all!”

”It suits your temperament very well.”

”Big Brother!”