The recent events were quite complicated. Chen Xiao seemed to be up to something, the chubby café owner also encountered a mysterious weirdo, the Foundation's plan was going smoothly, and The Splitters were concocting their little schemes. Everything was as that madman said a couple of years ago: people always have their own ideas, secrets, and plots; that's what makes humanity so interesting and dangerous. As time advanced, stories evolved, plans were perfected, and many threads were converging towards a certain direction, each person believing they would weave it into the pattern they desired.
Among these many threads, there was one that spiraled around the remote Southeast Asia region, looping around the edge of the South Seas, and finally extending into a village on the Malay Peninsula that hadn't even been named yet.
