The fast-forward journey after seizing the traverser system

All the puzzle pieces have fallen into place, it’s a blessing in disguise.

The month of Pisces continued, but the Bone and Blood Mother seemed to have stopped moving, but everyone knew that this was impossible.

"Go sneak in, go seize it!"

Ghouls have considerable power in the mortal world. Blood ties are their natural bond, and their power infiltrates into the nobility with the help of blood ties.

Perhaps the nobles no longer hold judicial power, but their long-term rule has given the lower classes an extra halo when looking at the nobles.

They are the Red-Eyed Ones, from the once noble Tuberose family. Later, through marriage, they entered various families. The ancient family took root among various nobles. They once parasitized on the structure of power, but even if the power became meaningless, they used their noble status to give themselves a halo.

Their surnames would not be Glenn or Brown. They understand people's hearts best. Their long surnames sound like transliterations from other characters, which scare people, but these are just ordinary place names.

They are exploiters, but when the exploiters accumulate enough wealth, they can turn into philanthropists. Eaters understand best the difference between eating and being eaten.

Be it the Red-Eyed One, the Tuberose Family, the So-and-So Family, or even the much-praised philanthropist, they are all just their disguises, their vests in the mortal power structure.

They are ghouls, they are mysterious, they are followers of the Bone and Blood Mother, and they are also gluttons with blood ties.

"I'm Aljiyu Adarimeng. I've discovered that our relevant departments are condoning the Sun Cult. They've forgotten the glory of Yinlun.

Our Yinlun Kingdom was once a star in the night sky, the center of the world. We also once led the times, but now our leaders want to introduce paganism, and we will not agree.

On behalf of the Tulip family, I object. Our people should not be deceived by the authorities."

As soon as the name of the tuberose family came out, the lower class people began to get excited. They yearned for that prosperous and luxurious family and that era of decadence and dissipation, coupled with the continuous beautification of literary and artistic works, as if that era was a symbol of prosperity.

What the Sun Cult did was not important; what was important was the nobles’ denial.

As Aljiyu Arida spoke out, a bunch of people began to show their support, and the authorities realized that this group of ghouls had infiltrated every aspect of life.

Some literary and artistic workers also expressed their former surnames, saying those uncommon surnames, and led their fans in their support.

Voices of condemnation were heard from the common people, and there was not even any other public opinion to stop it.

This is not something that only the Bone and Blood Mother's followers in the mortal world can do. Ghouls are rooted in the nobles. Although they lead a trend of blind obedience, other worldly forces will also have their own opinions.

Various associations have voices in the mortal world, but this time these voices are all boosting the voices of the ghouls, and they don't want to see the power of the sun expand.

But even so, there won't be just one voice; they have been arrogant for too long.

"Only public opinion can defeat public opinion. Do you want to bet with me?"

A girl with a camera rushed into the editor-in-chief's office, laughing wildly.

"I find you a little crazy. This is the tuberose family, as well as the tulip and violet families. You are going to die."

The editor-in-chief looked at this bunch of fantastic news and felt shocked. But after looking at it carefully, he felt that it made sense. He shook his head and put this incredible idea behind him.

"The newspaper is in such a state now. You should be thinking about how to find explosive news instead of being afraid to come and go!"

The girl was wearing bright clothes, even a little dazzling, which gave the editor a headache.

"Let me think about it, let me think about it."

The editor-in-chief banged his head helplessly.