Lv Bai’s thoughts haven’t changed.

He hopes to improve the lives of the lower-class people, as much as he can.

As the saying goes, without investigation, there’s no right to speak. To avoid doing harm with good intentions, he certainly needs to first deeply understand the operating rules of this shelter.

Previously, he mostly looked at the history of the shelter and various intelligence related to the Deathmatch System.

Now, upon checking deliberately, he finds that the grievances of the people at Shelter Number 9 are intense, if not outright serious.

On the surface, the internet indeed portrays a scene of peace and happiness, and people seem very satisfied with their current lives.

The poll results from various Habitable Cities also show satisfaction with the management of the City Council.

But in an environment with internet control, just how genuine this scene is, is open to interpretation.

Therefore, Lv Bai chooses to mingle on various social platforms, especially those with a semi-private interest.

It seems the internet regulatory department under the City Council also understands that many things are better managed by channeling rather than blocking.

Compared to sealing completely without any gaps, deliberately leaving a vent is actually more beneficial for stability and easier to manage.

If not even such a place were left, it would be like deliberately blowing up a cesspool, and at that time feces would splatter everywhere.

Lv Bai quickly found similar places on social platforms, where people talk very abstractly, mostly venting emotions with very little actual effective information.

Fortunately, Lv Bai is quite patient and not in a hurry to achieve results.

Even if he harbors ideas of changing the world, he isn’t in a rush.

As the saying goes, the more perspectives you hear, the clearer you see; listening to only one side darkens your view.

He also doesn’t solely focus on a particular platform, but rather tries to gather situations from multiple platforms to ensure the authenticity of the information.

Apart from this pure venting ground.

Other serious platforms, including forums and entertainment sections, as Lv Bai goes through them, he can somewhat feel that people’s anger online is glaringly apparent.

A word misspoken, and two people across the screen who have never met, can start cursing each other venomously.

The information represented behind this phenomenon is actually very dangerous.

Emotional stability, it’s important to know, is actually a luxury.

Many times, it not only represents upbringing and quality but also relates to the quality of life.

During the day, a construction worker exerts himself at a site, without any negligence occurring, yet he gets scolded in rounds by the foreman, safety officer, etc., and to sustain his life, he can only bend over, smile, and say, "You are right in your reprimands."

Meanwhile, a landlord with dozens of properties collects rent while humming a tune, has a cup of tea, and goes for a pedicure.

When both of them go home and see their child playing games with an exam paper showing failing grades nearby.

What reactions they will have, I suspect, is self-evident, isn’t it?

The so-called happy person’s avoidance principle comes with its own haughtiness.

When pressure exists widely in society, it materializes online as endless anger.

Clearly, the vast majority are not doing well.

The main reason a relatively stable situation is currently maintained is mostly due to a vast disparity in force.

If Bleeding could level the disparity in power, then this shelter would have probably undergone several major upheavals already.

It is indeed time for a change.

But the problem is, the real situation is far more complex than the Death Arena in the Cultivation World.

Lv Bai, in the short term, genuinely has no idea where to start.

"Still need to observe more."

...

Time flies like a fleeting steed and disappears in an instant.

During this period, Lv Bai’s lifestyle isn’t just a simple day-to-day routine.

Every day after checking in at Zudian Campus, he would wander to other Habitable Cities, and after work, he would continue mingling on various social platforms.

Of course, this isn’t considered neglecting his duties.

He is part of the Field Department at Zudian Campus, and simultaneously holds the position of deputy team leader for the tenth team at City Martial Headquarters.

Inspecting the Habitable Cities is within the jurisdiction of these two roles.

"Junior, playing hooky again?"

Li Shan, dressed in a black leather coat, seems to bump into Lv Bai by chance and greets him.

Lv Bai politely greets Senior Li.

Li Shan pats Lv Bai’s shoulder and laughs, "You are a deputy team leader, haven’t ever gone to the City Martial Headquarters, isn’t that a bit bad?"

"I always leave after clocking in anyway, wouldn’t make a difference if I didn’t go. Are they going to withhold my salary?" Lv Bai replied casually.

Li Shan’s eyes flash with appreciation for a fellow kindred spirit, "Junior, you’re quite perceptive; you’ve learned our City Martial way quickly."

"After the chit-chat’s done, let’s hurry up, finish early and get off work early."

A youthful female voice, filled with a sense of frustration, chimed in.

Only then did Lv Bai notice that behind his convenient senior stood a young woman, no taller than 1.5 meters.

"Does Senior have official business?"

"Nothing major, just a report from the Seventh Habitable City about a death incident, the body of the deceased was said to have been drained to a mummy, suspected to be the work of a Death Fighter, and I was sent to oversee the crime scene."

Li Shan spread his hands, a look of reluctance to take on such trouble.

The expression of the 1.5-meter-tall woman turned increasingly somber, "Let’s go quickly, find the culprit soon, and wrap it up; I need to go get my nails done."

"Why are you in such a hurry, can’t you see I’m bonding with my junior?"

Li Shan waved his hand, rather dismissively.

The short potato energy girl’s face darkened, "Li Shan! If you think driving an eighteen-year-old with bipolar disorder, sensitive and suspicious, severely depressed, loves staying up late, listens to emo cloud, arms full of scars, cries daily, and identifying as an INFP butterfly child to suicide is funny, then you can continue."

The convenient senior tilted his head and glanced at her, "Feng Yixuan, if you think threatening a vegetarian, pica sufferer, transsexual bisexual Latin over Afro-descendant oppositional defiant disorder disabled individual who opposes patriarchy and supports gender freedom is funny, you can continue too."

Lv Bai: "..."

Feng Yixuan quickly turned her head toward Lv Bai and, full of anger, said, "Which side are you on?"

"He’s my junior, does that even need asking?" Li Shan akimbo.

"I don’t know; I just got here." Lv Bai tossed out that line and decisively walked away.

But no one noticed that in a neighboring Habitable Tower, a young man was glaring down at Lv Bai through a window.

The young man’s hands pressed onto the window sill, unconsciously exerting force, causing the veins on his hands to bulge.

After a moment, a haunting sound akin to a wounded beast’s whimper emerged from his throat.

"Didn’t expect to see you again, Celestial Venerable Lü..."

"The grudge of destroying my mountain gate..."