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The air was becoming increasingly hot, and Earthen Slope Street had entered its hottest period. Even at night, one could feel the heat rising around them, making it extremely uncomfortable.
Anyone living on the old street would not venture outside once they returned home; no one wanted to endure the torment of the heat and instead preferred to stay indoors enjoying the cool breeze.
Although it was already late at night and the temperature had slightly dropped, every household still had their air conditioning units running. The central cooling system whirred away at the street management office, producing a low hum.
Looking around, all the doors and windows along the street were closed to prevent the cool air from escaping, except for Lin's home, where the windows were wide open. The wandering heat seemed to have found an outlet, pouring in through the open windows.
…
Peering inside, the living room table was a mess, still in disarray from Lin's previous state before losing consciousness.
And where was Lin?
He lay trapped between the old sofa and the table, his body drenched in sweat as if he had just been washed. The cushion beneath the sofa was soaked in patches of sweat.
"Ugh? So hot..."
After a long period of silence, Lin suddenly murmured a low groan. He scratched his chest and wiped the sweat off his face, showing signs of waking up.
Lin's eyelids fluttered slightly, his long eyelashes trembling as well. Finally, his eyes opened, revealing a gaze filled with confusion.
His eyes were clouded with bewilderment; Lin's consciousness had not fully returned...
"Uh, where am I? Who am I? What happened to me?"
A series of questions flooded Lin's mind, leaving him feeling somewhat flustered. After a long while, he managed to regain his composure, pushing those chaotic thoughts aside.
As clarity returned to his gaze, his eyes became increasingly clear. Perhaps due to the effects of Divine Sight, they appeared particularly bright and sharp, as if they could see through everything.
In that moment of regained awareness, Lin shivered slightly and scrambled to sit up. He looked down in astonishment, his hands nervously exploring himself.
After fumbling for a while, he let out a heavy sigh of relief. A smile of survival spread across his face as he relaxed his shoulders and muttered to himself, "Thank goodness I'm alive; it seems I've made it this time..."
In the next moment, he realized something else. He raised his left arm and squeezed it tightly a couple of times. The smile on his face grew even brighter. "Wow! It seems my left arm has also been restored by the energy contained in Torrent; what an unexpected surprise!"
"Well, I really am talented; with just one dish, I've resolved so many troubles!"
Lin's smile grew even broader, completely unaware of what had happened. His confidence was swelling dramatically, as he believed that his survival in such a situation was entirely due to his own "cleverness."
If Lin understood the truth of the matter, he wouldn't be smiling so happily.
After confirming that he was fine, Lin propped himself up and sat on the old sofa.
"Oh no! My Big Root... why does it hurt so much?"
As soon as Lin stood up, he stumbled suddenly. The movement aggravated the injury between his legs, sending a strange pain shooting through him, nearly causing him to sit back down on the floor.
The pain hit him hard and lingered for a while, making Lin grimace as he rubbed his groin repeatedly to alleviate some of the discomfort.
"Isn't Turtle Soup supposed to be invigorating... Could it be that this soup is too potent for me to handle?"
"It can't be; my body is still quite strong. I shouldn't be overwhelmed by nourishment."
With his head down, Lin muttered to himself, unable to figure out what was going on.
He could relax his thoughts and guess all he wanted, but he would never have guessed that his "Big Root" had been smashed by the Live Streamer with a plate, which had swollen up at the time...
The Live Streamer's strike was so fierce that even now, the swelling probably hadn't gone down.
After thinking for a while without any answers, Lin decided to stop pondering. After rubbing for a long time, it didn't hurt as much now and was bearable.
Once past this incident, Lin straightened his face, replacing his earlier playful expression with a serious demeanor. He called up the Attribute Panel to confirm the results.
With the soft chime from the System, a translucent Attribute Panel appeared.
[——Attribute Panel——]
[Lin]
【Interstellar Level:】 (Strength classification of Interstellar Warrior, 1-100)
【Physical Endowment: Intermediate Four Categories (Growth Form)】
【Special Abilities: Divine Sight (First Stage) Ink Projection (Growing) Mutated Blazing Inner Qi (Unstable)】
【Skills: Bone-Softening Palm lv (Max Level 5) Left-Handed Blade lv5 (Top Level)】
【Items: Hero Coins Soul Cleaver (Set) 1 Super Red Bull 6 Clutter ??】
——
【Punishment Task: Due to the host's reckless behavior and lack of regard for their own life, resulting in a "near-death state," this System will punish the host, strictly prohibiting such reckless actions! If this happens again, a severe punishment will be imposed!
Task Content: The System will deduct 10,000 Hero Coins from the host as a form of punishment. The mall will be frozen and shopping will be unavailable until sufficient Hero Coins are paid! Please pay the penalty amount as soon as possible!
(With an accompanying physical punishment, causing the male **official to experience pain. If the host fails to pay the penalty amount for an extended period, it may lead to impotence.)
Current Payment Amount: 0】
——
After reading the attribute panel, Lin's face was filled with confusion. All feelings of joy or seriousness were overshadowed by his ugly expression.
The most eye-catching part of this attribute panel was the glaring red text of the 【Punishment Task】, which stung Lin's eyes.
Was he being asked to pay 10,000 Hero Coins? If he delayed payment, could he also become impotent?
“System, can you tell me what exactly happened?”
Lin ground his molars while saying this. His mind was not on the changes in the attribute panel; that penalty of one hundred million Interstellar Coins didn't even matter!
What filled his mind now were just two big words: “impotence”!
What is going on here?
Lin wanted to cry but had no tears! He lamented in his heart, "System Brother, what have I done to offend you, making you treat me this way?!"
In fact, Lin did not know that this statement was just a prank by the Live Streamer, who only intended to scare him. The Live Streamer wasn't malicious enough to cause Lin Zhen's impotence.
Lin Ke had no idea! He was genuinely panicking inside! Impotence was a serious matter! It concerned his lifelong happiness! How could he not worry?
The Live Streamer also did not expect that a single prank would become Lin's greatest source of anxiety.
The monetary punishment served as a wake-up call for Lin, prompting him to consider the boundaries within which the System would tolerate his antics.
This would only keep Lin in line for a while; once he figured out the rules, he would likely start "playing with fire" again!
However, the punishment of "impotence" hung over Lin like a sword! With this warning, he wouldn't dare act recklessly again!
Caught in the "impotence crisis," Lin swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on the Virtual Screen as he began searching for the cause of the problem.
"Ding! Beginning to answer Punishment Task!"
A cold, synthetic voice echoed as a video began playing on the virtual screen, replaying Lin's near-death experiences from his reckless actions...
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