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His identity can\'t be someone simple.

\'\'Well… It\'s only a theory for now.\'\' Isaac scrolled down and reached the comment section.

He thought that most of the comments would be saying how far-fetched the theory was, but he saw something unexpected.

Conspiracy Theorists had appeared.

All the comments were about their own theories, and many were so wild that Isaac laughed.

\'\'Haha, what the hell…\'\' Isaac, with amusement, started reading the theories, \'\'They are building a weapon on the moon with the help of White Online\'s Artificial Intelligence to rule the world with an iron fist.\'\'

He chuckled and saw another comment, \'\'There is a secret base on the moon, where aliens are held captive.\'\'

Isaac shook his head with a smile and saw even crazier theories.

He decided that it was enough of theories for now and closed the laptop.

He left his temporary room and walked all the way to the living room.

From the windows, he saw servants talking with each other while cleaning the yards.

Once he reached the living room, he saw the soft bed that looked brand new and completely untouched.

At first, he was about to act like he was in Snowstar, but he remembered that he was currently a guest and didn\'t want to make a mess.

He went to the dining room and grabbed a wooden chair.

He carried it all the way to the living room and put it down next to the sofa.

\'\'TV Remote…\'\' Isaac looked around the living room and soon saw an item that had the shape of a remote with dozens of buttons.

It was right next to the large TV that covered most of the table.

Isaac grabbed the TV remote and sat down on the wooden chair.

It was the same chair he used yesterday for dining, and back then, it felt surprisingly pleasant to sit at, and it wasn\'t any different now.

*Tap*

Isaac pressed the start button, and instantly the TV turned on.

On TV, News was being broadcasted, and the discussion was about the new update.

In front of a curved table, two professional-looking men were discussing with each other.

The first one had tidy black hair with glasses covering his eyes and a two-piece suit with a black-colored tie.

At the bottom of the TV screen, his name was revealed to the viewers.

[Quinn Crackful]

The second one also had a similar hairstyle, but instead of having glasses, he had sunglasses that completely covered his eyes.

His mouth was curved into a slight smirk like he was above everyone else in the room.

[Mike Holhelm]

Mike, the arrogant-looking man, snorted and wiped his strands of hair to the side, \'\'As I said. I think Arthur is using a pathetic attempt to increase the player count.\'\'

\'\'What do you mean?\'\' Quinn frowned and leaned on the chair, \'\'Isn\'t that quite a grave accusation?\'\'

\'\'Hmph.\'\' Mike snorted and slammed the table with the side of his fist, \'\'I know you all think that Arthur is a god of some sort, but he is a human, a fraud!\'\'

\'\'Can you elaborate?\'\' Quinn frowned and glanced towards the right, where his superiors were watching.

He kept wondering why they invited someone like Mike, who has his head in the clouds.

Mike waved his hand and smirked, \'\'Arthur must have noticed that the VR Helmets aren\'t selling as much as he expected. That\'s why he is trying everything in his power to hype up the new update.\'\'

\'\'So, you are saying that he is lying.\'\'

Mike nodded, \'\'I think the new update is only for bug fixes and maybe a couple of new areas to discover, nothing big.\'\'

\'\'Well…\'\' Quinn looked at his superiors, who were motioning to end the interview.

\'\'That was quite of an interesting theory. Thank you for your time.\'\' Quinn put his hand forwards for a handshake.

\'\'Hmph, you guys will see.\'\' Mike slapped the hand away and stood up rudely, \'\'Fools, be prepared for disappointment.\'\' He left without turning back.

\'\'Ahem…\'\' Quinn quickly regained his senses and turned to look at the camera, \'\'I have received news that it is only thirty minutes left in the downtime!\'\'

The screen changed, and the familiar sight of the downtime clock appeared on the screen.

[29:57…]

[29:56…]

Isaac frowned at the things he heard, \'\'VR Helmets not selling? Who was that idiot?\'\'

Only yesterday, news came out that said over five billion VR Helmets had been sold!

That was an astronomical sum of money that rarely anyone has the pleasure of seeing in their lifetime.

And Arthur earned it only in a week!

*Clack*

Isaac closed the TV and carried the wooden chair back to the dining room.

After he left the living room, he managed to take only an one step on the stairs before the front door was opened.

Isaac turned his head and saw an attractive old woman entering the mansion.

Her hair was slightly turning from brown to gray, and she had slight wrinkles in the corner of her eyes.

\'\'Oh?\'\' Layla came to a stop and widened her eyes in shock after noticing a white-haired youth on the stairs, \'\'Honey, who may you be?\'\'

\'\'My name is Isaac,\'\' Isaac replied but was much more questions about the old lady\'s identity.

The servants allowed her to enter, which meant she wasn\'t trespassing.

\'Maybe she is my grandmother\'s friend?\' He thought.

\'\'Oh.\'\' Layla covered her mouth in shock after hearing his voice, \'\'My eyes must have gone worse… I swear I thought you were a girl. Apologies.\'\'

\'\'Who are you?\'\' Isaac asked, not really minding about her mistaking his gender completely.

\'\'My name is Layla Bluesky… Is Madison home?\'\' She asked while a gentle look found its way on her face.

\'\'No, she went to her and grandfather\'s Company to visit.\'\'

\'\'Ah, I see…\'\' Layla frowned, \'Today..? They usually only visit on Thursday, but why did they go today…\'

Her frown disappeared, and she gently smiled, \'\'Ah, I see… Well, I will be off then…\'\'

When she reached the door, she looked at Isaac one more time and said, \'\'It was nice to meet you, and I am sure your presence will bring a storm to Brightstar…\'\'

She left after those words, leaving confused Isaac alone.