CHAPTER 1917: CHAPTER 1742: THE PLAYER BEHIND THE BOARD - TANG QING

Dark Prison.

The largest dark force in Africa currently.

No other compares.

Mysterious.

Powerful.

Meticulously organized.

Even Kovalro is somewhat cautious in Africa, having clashed with Dark Prison due to laboratory issues last time, and it ended in a stalemate, with Kovalro even suffering some losses.

Later on.

Internal issues continued to emerge within Kovalro, and Dark Prison promised not to step beyond Africa.

Only then did it settle down.

However, another emerging force is not just a regional power—Tongtian, starting from debt collection services, then moving on to all sorts of bizarre tasks, accepting any task as long as it wasn’t illegal.

One positive.

One negative.

Forming a stark contrast with Kovalro.

They’ve clashed before, and Kovalro once again gained nothing, which Tuoyin attributes to not knowing the main base of Tongtian. It’s not that Kovalro is inferior to Tongtian; it’s just that they are too slippery and covert.

However.

This is not the most shocking part.

---Ling.

That mysterious leader.

Ascending to power at an astounding speed, wielding technologies coveted by consortiums, and when the three major assassin organizations vanished, even Kovalro was shocked, investigating for a long time with no results.

However.

Now.

Suddenly someone told him.

-Dark Prison.

-Tongtian.

-Ling.

All under his command. Such a shocking revelation left Tuoyin deeply stunned; even as someone skilled in maintaining composure, it was difficult to accept this news, and if connected, they are all a family.

"Boom!"

Like seeing the light through clouds, Tuoyin suddenly understood.

If they are one family.

Then.

Many things could be explained.

Too many similarities.

Tang Qing rose to prominence four years ago, Dark Prison appeared three years ago, Tongtian appeared three years ago, Ling appeared three years ago, putting these together creates a complete timeline.

The truthfulness increased exponentially.

"Are you their controller?" Tuoyin finally managed to squeeze out this sentence.

"Yes."

"No wonder you said Kovalro repeatedly targeted your subordinates." Tuoyin smiled bitterly; if so, Kovalro has been at odds with Tang Qing all along; his visit today was not without reason.

But inevitable.

"So, your death is not undeserved." Tang Qing said.

"Why create Dark Prison?"

"To get things done."

"The same for Tongtian?"

"Yes."

"And Ling?"

Tuoyin asked, as this doesn’t seem like just getting things done.

"The same."

"Could it be..."

Tuoyin suddenly took a deep breath, "Are you the owner of the Transcription Fluid?" It was a simple guess, but the information was overwhelming, initially only concerned with Ling’s official identity.

Thinking again.

Myanmar Bank Group.

Hiss!

Crazy.

This world is crazy.

"Yes."

Tang Qing nodded.

Upon gaining confirmation, Tuoyin’s legs gave way, and he sat back in his chair, laughing; Tang Qing, unexpectedly, is the owner of the Transcription Fluid, with Ling under his command, too crazy.

"Myanmar Bank Group."

"It’s mine."

"..."

Tuoyin was speechless for a long time, Myanmar Bank Group, this colossal entity that nearly controls a nation’s economy, its true controller behind the scenes was not Ling, but Tang Qing.

"Hahaha..."

Tuoyin burst into uncontrollable laughter.

This secret.

Too exciting, more thrilling than knowing all the research projects of Area 51. Tang Qing, a Huaxia university student, Huaxia’s top tycoon, has actually controlled a country.

Controlling technology worth trillions of dollars.

Who could have thought?

Who could have thought!

God.

What a terrifying thing this is.

Four years.

In just four years, he doesn’t know how Tang Qing did it, but it’s certain that this control is very powerful; otherwise, Kovalro wouldn’t have been replaced, and others wouldn’t have noticed anything unusual.

There wouldn’t have been such formidable execution ability.

Four years.

Hahaha.

Four years.

Snatched away their family’s centuries-old heritage.

Suddenly.

It’s as if Tuoyin thought of something, and then, fear welled up in his eyes, such a significant force suddenly rising in four years, not many, but among them, there is one he vividly remembers.

---ERV.

Thinking of this.

Tuoyin was trembling all over.

He lowered his head.

Staring at Tang Qing.

"Your subordinates, there are more than just these few, right?"

"Have you thought of something?"

Tang Qing looked up.

Smiling gently, that smile, in Tuoyin’s eyes at this moment, was more terrifying than death itself; if this speculation held true, the severity of the situation would need to be raised several notches.

"ERV, what’s your relationship with it?" Tuoyin asked in a bitter voice.

How much he hoped Tang Qing would say it had nothing to do with him.

But.

Reality is not as he wished.

"Mine."

One word, ’mine’, completely shattered Tuoyin’s psychological defenses, and his worldview crumbled; ERV, that powerful new consortium in the United States, belonged to the person in front of him.

"Crunch!"

Tuoyin didn’t know what shattered.

Just felt his familiar world became unfamiliar.

The flowers.

The grass.

The trees.

And people, all became... unlike people. Could this be a dream? But the pain in his hand told him this was not a dream but reality, a reality difficult for him to accept.

Europe and America.

No.

The whole world was deceived by Tang Qing.

A genius university student?

The second richest man in the world?

His surface identity is already exceedingly brilliant, but compared to the rest, it becomes less critical. Because after today, Tang Qing will be the actual controller of the world’s dark forces.

ERV.

Myanmar Bank Group.

Mumbling repeatedly.

Tuoyin suddenly felt a sense of liberation. He understood that knowing this secret, he had no chance of living. Tang Qing told him, perhaps feeling the secret had been hidden too long.

Speaking to a dying man to relieve the tension a bit.

Good.

Very good.

Taking this secret to the grave with him, he felt it was worth it.

A minute later.

Tuoyin spoke again.

"Your subordinates, there are still more of them?"

"Yes."

"Who else, I really want to know, even if I die, I’ll be satisfied." As a Huaxia saying goes, ’To hear the Dao in the morning is to die content by evening,’ this great secret, he was genuinely curious about.

"Too many."

"Hmm?"

"I’ve cast too wide a net; these few are among those who grew up, and many are still in development stages, not very famous, you might not know them, but I have plenty of time."

Tang Qing smiled gently.

With this.

Tuoyin was once again speechless.

Too many?

Even with speculation, he was shocked by Tang Qing’s ’too many’, especially the last ’I have plenty of time,’ clearly indicating that Tang Qing was playing a grand game on a global scale.

All living beings as chess pieces.

Chess master—Tang Qing.

In an instant.

Tuoyin seemed to have let go of something, sat back in his chair, a look of relief slowly appeared on his face, like the serenity before death, the reality is as such, with such a vast secret, he felt it wasn’t a loss.

"What is your goal?" Looking at Tang Qing, Tuoyin showed a friendly expression; as someone involved in dark forces, the most admirable is a deeper force; Tang Qing was operating under everyone’s noses.

No one discovered.

This is true skill.

"To see further horizons."