Flashy Adventurer System : Show Off to Get Stronger! - Chapter 907

Chapter 907: Unveiling the Truth to the World (1)
“Kirov Unit has successfully captured the Yon Auggen Broadcasting Office.”

Finally, after being delayed by five whole, horrifying minutes, the report that Sanada and his entire organization were waiting for finally arrived.

The old terrorist leader, somewhere in the void, clenched his fists.

“Good job, Kirov!” He praised generously.

Previously, Commander Feng and his elites were the ones assigned to that position, and Sanada was all too glad that he had made the decisive choice of giving the task to the recently risen newcomer, Kirov.

Had he not, he was sure that old Feng would’ve failed the task quite spectacularly.

Not to mention, the hero sent to fight him—along with the titled adventurers and champions—would most likely have been too much for Commander Feng, his vice commander, and his squadron captains to handle.

After all, raw combat prowess wasn’t exactly the Feng Unit’s strength.

Sanada didn’t even want to imagine the consequences of what would happen had he not made the vital change in the Yon Augenn Strike Force roster.

Fortunately, despite the unexpected number of WAA agents sent his way, Kirov pulled through—even managing to defeat the Yon Augennian Archer Hero, Varys Windwalker of the Unbound Gale, after a fierce battle that left both sides injured.

Varys, naturally far more injured than the warrior-class commander, was forced to retreat.

His vice commander, Fino, also somehow managed to hold on long enough against the two titled adventurers ganging up on him—until Kirov stepped in, tipping the scales heavily in their favor.

From there, it was a downward spiral for the defenders of the Broadcasting Office.

In the end, the guards and agents had no choice but to retreat, preserve their lives, and strategically fight later, when reinforcements arrived.

With the Yon Augenn Broadcasting Office now in their firm grip for the time being, Sanada wasted no time, swiftly executing his plan.

His moles within the offices began revealing themselves, leveraging the presence of Kirov’s elites to intimidate the remaining employees.

Unwilling to risk their lives, the terrified employees allowed the moles to operate freely—some even offering to help in hopes of securing their own safety.

The moles swiftly got to work.

They installed various systems and integrated new components into the existing infrastructure, fully hijacking all channels.

The next moment, holographic televisions across the world activated forcefully—except for those without mana crystals inside.

This included those inside the bunkers, where the citizens of Yon Auggen sought refuge.

Every channel displayed the same two faces: that of an aged Sanada Eiichiro, the Voidweaver, and an elderly man unfamiliar to Shye, but extremely familiar to those in power, such as the WAA directors—all set against a backdrop resembling a news broadcast.

“Everyone, allow me to introduce myself to the younger ones who may fail to recognize my aged face. I am Sanada Eiichiro of the Howling Void, the former Yon Augenn Mage Hero, and known to most as the Voidweaver. I am the leader of Hadean Varsa, and I have organized my forces, committed my deeds—all for one purpose: to save the world.”

Inevitably, Sanada’s words sparked an explosive commotion across ten regions, with millions watching—or forced to watch—reacting in varying ways.

Some were doubtful, others confused or in disbelief, while some merely narrowed their eyes.

However, the dominant reaction in their hearts was anger.

How could they believe such words that contradicted one’s actions?

If he was truly saving the world, then why was the old demon invading cities?

Was this his way to save everyone? To kill them?

Before those questions could be answered, however, the old man beside Sanada introduced himself as Bernie Ash-hollow, owner of one of the largest and most trusted enterprises in the world—Sentinel Supplies, renowned for its fair prices and compassionate treatment of customers, regardless of their financial status.

Of course, the old terrorist leader knew that neither Bernie nor the reputation of Sentinel Supplies would be enough to convince everyone—and that no concise explanation could even begin to describe what was unfolding.

So he wasted no time and immediately played the first recording of the two divinities merging to prevent a mana dungeon from forming.

Time, after all, was of the essence, and he didn’t know how long they could maintain control of the Broadcasting Office.

If even one of the offices were taken from their grasp, the entire broadcast system would collapse.

Sanada had to show the people everything they needed to see before that happened.

“Everyone, I know it’s hard to believe given what’s happening to the world, but I will let the next few recordings speak for me.” the old terrorist leader said, pausing the video for a while to give a short description.

But before he could proceed, Bernie handed him a peak-grade Orb of Truth, freshly retrieved from a random case for sale—apparently hoping to imply that the orb was in no way tampered with and would prove that the old terrorist leader wasn’t lying.

Sanada pricked his finger with a void needle, letting his blood flow freely, a few droplets spilling to prove his sincerity.

After all, more blood meant more mana, and more mana translated to greater accuracy in lie detection.

It wasn’t until the orb turned purple that Bernie asked him a question:

“What is this recording about, and what are those vivid black-and-white wisps?”

Of course, Sanada gladly began to explain:

“These are two divinities. The white one is from the White Dragon of Creation, while the black one, as you can guess, is from the sealed Black Dragon of Destruction. I’m showing you this recording so everyone can see how the merging of these two divinities controlled the spawn rates of mana dungeons.”

Upon hearing the former Howling Void hero’s explanation, the majority of those watching—including the flabbergasted, furious, yet curious directors—began to tune in.

‘What could this damned elderly crook be talking about?’ was the unanimous question in their minds.

The directors, along with the high-ranked adventurers, were already familiar with the mana-dungeon problem and could more or less discern the purpose of the recording, a grim look emerging on their faces.

Sanada didn’t even need to prove the mana-dungeon issue, as the WAA knew exactly what he was talking about.

And swaying the WAA to their side was all that mattered.

The people would naturally follow once the governing organization was on their side.