"Based on the thirty-seven reports we have, the undead attacking us can be divided into three types."
The next morning, Rorschach was shocked by the "panda" in front of him.
Rorschach, who had heavy bags under his eyes and a tired expression, forced himself to squat in front of his door and report to Rorschach the moment he saw Rorschach open the door. Even Rorschach, who was becoming more and more black-hearted, felt a little guilty.
"… Come in and talk."
Rorschach opened the door and let Hermit in. There was still the faint aroma of hot coffee and boiled eggs in the kitchen.
"Have you eaten? Let's have breakfast together. Lynn's cooking skills are quite good."
"… Lord Lynn's cooking skills?"
Hermit's face was filled with astonishment, as if he had heard something completely ridiculous.
"Actually, I was also shocked when I found out about it. After all, undead don't seem to need cooking skills. Also, he didn't even have a brain. But later on, I found out that this is just his personal hobby. It's just like how some men like to be tailors and make women's clothing. Actually, he doesn't need to … Yep, there are men who need to make women's clothing. In that case, at the root of it all, Lynn's hobby for cooking and his hobby for women's clothing are actually one and the same … ouch! "
Right after he finished speaking, a frying pan suddenly flew at him, directly knocking Rorschach, who was spouting nonsense, to the ground.
However, there were some things that Rorschach, who had just arrived here, didn't know. But how could Hermit, who was a local resident and had come into contact with many undead, not know?
Ordinary low-level undead didn't even have intelligence, let alone food. The higher level and stronger an undead was, the more similar they were to the living. Vampire royalty and SemiGod liches even had a similar sense of pain to the living. Undead who had a sense of taste and could enjoy the pleasure of food were definitely close to the top among the undead.
Perhaps this headless knight who was busy in the kitchen was an existence on the level of a Senator in the Xiluo Empire? That would be an important person on the level of a great general or an elder.
"Hermit, eggs, one side and two sides? Do you want coffee? It's a special product from the Holy Peace Golden Plains. "
Baby bear slippers, a pink heart-shaped apron, a frying pan in one hand and a coffee pot in the other, and those cute, round words … Hermit silently shook his head. He was probably overthinking things.
"Thank you, sir. Please give me a cup of coffee."
Taking the coffee, Hermit gulped it down in a single gulp. Having not slept for the entire night, Hermit felt refreshed.
Rorschach's of Rorschach's words words were already written on the table.
"… Lord Rorschach."
"Rorschach, Rorschach's," Rorschach replied, "Rorschach.
Actually, I'm didn't's. Rorschach.
Since there was no need for honorifics, Hermit, who had a straightforward personality, was also happy to be relaxed. He directly started to work and reported his unexpected gains from working overtime last night.
. From Rorschach...... is of ''re re of of of of the undead....................................
. This was why Hermit had been waiting in front of Rorschach's door so early in the morning. He had indeed noticed that something was wrong while organizing the information, and the abnormality was incredibly obvious.
"For example, the silver elves' 'Art of War' and the moon elves' 'Perfect Art Monthly'. They're both monthly magazines that were supposed to be on sale this month, but were delayed. In just two short days, they've prepared so many attack materials with different names. There's only one possibility …"
"There's only one possibility. They've already prepared a large number of pages for their magazines, and they've prepared a large number of scholars for their personal use. They're waiting for the right opportunity to write as much as they can and swarm us."
Rorschach silently nodded. This was within his expectations as well.
Although he had returned a few days late, giving the enemy time to prepare, it was obvious that so many magazines and magazines were attacking at the same time.
"… This should only be the beginning. It's meaningless to only incite public opinion to put pressure on us."
Only those with status would need to pay attention to so-called public opinion. The Game Church was just a small fry. There were plenty of ridiculous rumors about them, so they had no reputation or credibility to speak of. No matter how much they were criticized, it wouldn't hurt them at all.
In that case, were the elves doing all this just to vent their anger?
"Do they have a good reason for doing so?"
Hermit hurriedly nodded. He had also come up with a similar answer.
Right now, the elves were only trying to create an advantage for themselves in public opinion, so that they could take action against Ansorenne in the future … Perhaps they wouldn't only be trying to create a moral advantage for themselves.
"We need to be careful. They're trying to cause trouble for us in the Aishi Continent."
Rorschach's conclusion was probably the most convincing, but also the most meaningless.
Would the elves not try to cause trouble if they didn't have an advantage in public opinion? Rorschach wasn't that naïve.
Rorschach shook his head and turned his attention to Hermit's notes.
Hermit had categorized the public opinion attacks according to his requirements. There were three types of public opinion attacks, which were basically the problems that the elves had raised … the battlefield of public opinion.
"The silver elf magazines with 'Art of War' as their core are attacking us for ambushing them and causing their ships to sink. They've also listed some minor conflicts that we've had with them in the past, believing that this was a long-planned sabotage."
It was quite reasonable for those involved to complain about their own losses.
"With 'Perfect Art Monthly' as their representative, some moon elves and ordinary Elven Gods' magazines are criticizing us for not caring about the common interests of our allies in the mortal plane, and for ruining the hunt for the Evil Gods."
A third party was criticizing those who didn't follow the rules in the public interest. This was quite righteous and fair.
"There are also many tabloids that directly say that we're in cahoots with the Evil Gods, and that we're reinforcements summoned by the Evil Gods. I don't even know where they're coming from, but they're making it sound like it's true."
The most severe but unjustifiable accusations were made by the irresponsible tabloids. Even if the tabloids' lies were exposed, it wouldn't affect the overall situation.
Rorschach confirmed once again that this wasn't a swarm of random attacks. Instead, this was a coordinated attack that had been planned and prepared for long ago. Perhaps the next step was already on the way.
"How should we deal with this? Should we list out evidence to explain ourselves? "
Hermit's words were filled with hesitation, but Rorschach directly shook his head.
I've already mentioned before that following other people's train of thought was foolish. That would only lead you further and further away.
"Rather than proving that the black water on us isn't dirty water, why not dye everyone black? That way, we won't have to look down on anyone. Also, as long as we can prove that the previous accusers are all black, then we'll naturally be innocent as well. "
How to eliminate the influence of a single scandal and make the public give up on trying to kill them? Simple. Create an even bigger scandal. Just change the person involved.
Then, create a scandal. That would be shocking as well.
And so, Rorschach took out a pen and paper and silently pondered over a dozen titles.
"Shocking! In the current generation, the elves still have the slavery system. A female wild elf accuses herself of being a slave for a hundred years. "
"Is this a self-written act, or does she have a huge grudge against the elves? The Silver Elf Spear Saint blew up his own mothership! "
"Shocking! There's actually evidence of the captain having an affair in the warship's treasury! "
"The grudges of the past? We're only here to retrieve our Lord's lost item — an infiltrator's full confession. "
"True Evil God collaborators? Talking about those unnatural low-level mistakes in the Evil God's hunting process. "
Just like that, Rorschach listed out a bunch of sensational titles.
The entire process was filled with sensationalism to attract attention.
Although it was sensational and sensational, it gave Hermit a shocking and subversive feeling.
These days, journals were teaching journals. Even if they attacked the other party, they would still pay attention to the elegance of the language and the appropriateness of the words. Being aggressive would seem vulgar and rude, especially since the elves were nitpicky.
Even scolding someone would be written in beautiful prose. If you didn't have enough literary skills, you wouldn't even know that you were being scolded.
Rorschach's methods were direct and dirty, full of the taste of the marketplace. Although it didn't match the mainstream style of teaching journals, it didn't mean that it wouldn't be accepted by the Aishi People … Didn't you see how everyone on Earth who dabbled in literature was either dead or on the way to death? The more direct the culture of the marketplace, the more people would accept it and become more mainstream. For example, cool writing, cool writing, cool writing.
Cough cough, at least for the Aishi People who hadn't experienced the baptism of the internet age, Rorschach's methods were still quite fresh.
The elves were scolding people in a roundabout way. Those who didn't have enough literary skills wouldn't be able to understand. Rorschach didn't care about anything else and just threw dirty water at the elves' faces.
However, Hermit was still a little worried.
"… Some things are too sensational. If we don't have any evidence …"
Rorschach slowly shook his head.
"We have evidence, and it's the most direct, first-hand video evidence. From the very start, when my talent allowed me to constantly connect with the God of Games, I was already the best reporter. "
Others wouldn't be able to see it, but Hermit could see that Rorschach was displaying his own belief system interface.
The interface was displaying the scene that the God of Games had recorded for Rorschach. Rorschach was supposed to send the information to his teammates in a small frame. The image included the scene of Jack stabbing Molly, and of course, Jack's true madness.
"… There's no rush. Let's remain silent for now and make our preparations. The first wave will be the most vicious, and it'll be best if we can take them down in one go. We need to wait for an opportunity. Pay attention to their latest public opinion, and tell me the moment you see an opportunity … "
"An opportunity? Isn't this evidence enough? "
"You still don't understand? Jack! I'm going to help that guy become famous! I'm going to help him ascend to the heavens! "
"Let's wait, let's wait patiently. The silver elves probably don't know that Jack is the true traitor. As long as they mention something like 'a loyal and brave guardian has been tragically murdered and disappeared', that'll be the best opportunity. As long as we can prove that they're lying, even if they themselves don't know that they're lying, our previous attacks will all be defeated! "
Suddenly, Hermit stood up with a face full of excitement and agitation.
"They've already said it, they've already said it! 'The Art of War' listed the silver elves' losses and described Jack as a loyal and brave guardian, praising him to the heavens … I didn't think that this would be useful, so I missed it. My apologies. "
However, Hermit's voice became softer and softer under Rorschach's dissatisfied gaze.
Seeing Hermit's head lower and lower, Rorschach, who had a serious expression, suddenly smiled.
"No, you've done well. It must have been hard on you to stay up all night and work overtime. However, the rewards are right in front of you. You've done a great service this time, and I'll report it to Lori for you."
"Thank you so much, Lord Rorschach!"
Alright, he didn't want to use honorifics at first, but now he was calling him lord.
Seeing how Hermit excitedly wagged his tail like a loyal dog, Rorschach decided to go back and flip through the book 'The Art of Deceiving People' that his father left behind.
Right, what should I say next …
"Let's go. Since the enemy has revealed their weakness, the time for us to counterattack has come. All the more reason we can't stop here. It seems that you'll have to work overtime again. Young man, how's your body? Can you still endure it? "
Rorschach stood on his tiptoes and patted Hermit's shoulder as he spoke.
"I can endure it! No, this is much easier than practicing swordsmanship. It's my honor to be able to work overtime for you! "
* Bang! *
Lynn, who was in the kitchen, seemed to have accidentally knocked over something …
"Lynn?"
Looking at Lynn, who was rolling on the floor, Rorschach was astonished.
The next moment, round words on the writing board replied to him.
"My stomach hurts (laughs)."
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