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Warrior Exchange Yuming and the Tiger were worried, while Lin and Fatty Chen at the Lin family home were also filled with dread, their faces clouded with concern.
Lin and Fatty returned quickly, burdened by their thoughts. They didn't even take the Zipline, opting instead to fly directly home.
There's no need to doubt the existence of taxis; they have always been around in every era. There will always be people who cannot afford a car or fuel but need transportation urgently, so taxis will continue to survive.
...
At the Lin household, the two sat on an old sofa facing each other, the atmosphere heavy and tense. Just moments ago, Lin had explained to Fatty what had happened at the Warrior Exchange.
"This is roughly how things are... Black, do you think we might have overdone it a bit?"
Lin furrowed his brow, fully aware that he couldn't gauge the limits of this "performance," nor could Fatty. His question was merely a search for psychological reassurance.
"Whatever comes, comes... Brother, don't overthink it. We'll have results soon... If they really fell for your bluff, they might transfer the money you wanted very soon... But if they delay..."
Fatty's plump hands were constantly exploring his double chin as he pondered aloud. As long as it wasn't about women, Fatty's mind worked quickly and could be quite helpful to Lin.
"That makes sense..." Lin nodded, reflecting on it and feeling that Fatty had a point.
Just as both were uncertain about the situation, Lin's smartwatch beeped with a notification.
He opened his smartwatch to see the message:
【Dear Mr. Lin, your account has received 10,000,000 Interstellar Coins. Thank you for using the Warrior Exchange System.】
Upon reading this message, Lin felt all his muscles relax as he let out a long sigh and sank back into the sofa. He had never realized how comfortable this old sofa could be; it felt like sinking into a soft cloud.
"What's going on? Brother! Did they transfer it?"
Seeing Lin's expression, Fatty's eyes lit up as he immediately scooted closer to look at the virtual screen.
Then, Fatty let out a long sigh, his whole body deflating like a punctured balloon. He slumped on the sofa alongside Lin Yi, and when their eyes met, they both saw the relaxation in each other's gaze.
...
The air conditioning in the room was blowing, and the afternoon sunlight streamed in, seeming less scorching and instead giving Lin a sense of warmth.
Was it that the air conditioning was too cold, or was it that he had been too tense? Lin couldn't figure it out; he just felt that a summer afternoon could also bring a warm feeling.
Fatty lay beside him more comfortably, free from worries. He began counting the numbers in his account, going over them countless times. Each time he counted, he laughed, looking like a fool.
"Stop counting; it's just six hundred fifty thousand. How many times have you counted it!"
Lin Xin was in a good mood and felt like teasing Fatty a bit. Normally, he wouldn't care what Fatty did; after all, he was just a fool...
"Of course! Your ease comes from selling something for ten million; naturally, you wouldn't care about my small change."
Fatty rolled his eyes at Lin Yi, feeling a bit sour. However, he took Lin's advice and stopped counting the numbers in his account. Instead, he opened the Virtual Network to browse.
The Virtual Network had become incredibly powerful. In the Star Ocean Era, distances had grown even greater. Traveling through Star Systems and Star Domains took a long time, so the Virtual Network became the main means of communication across the starry seas.
Wherever there was an Interstellar Signal Tower, one could access the internet and learn about various strange happenings in the galaxy.
Fatty was quite the gossip hound; just like his fragmented personality reflected in his chatter, he loved to keep up with trending gossip.
He browsed through this Star Domain and checked out that Star System. The things Fatty looked at were quite varied; he often chuckled softly, which to Lin's ears sounded like noise—more and more like a fool.
"Hey! Damn Fatty, can you keep it down? Let me rest for a bit!"
Lin couldn't help but shout. He simply couldn't tolerate Fatty's strange laughter anymore; listening to it too much would lower one's IQ and make one as foolish as Fatty.
Believe it or not, stupidity is contagious.
Lin's shout broke the silence, and Fatty's laughter abruptly stopped. This made Lin raise an eyebrow, thinking to himself: Oh? Why is Heijin so obedient today? Has he changed his ways? Normally, he wouldn't act like this; he would just laugh even more wildly.
With doubts in his mind, Lin turned to look at Fatty Chen, only to see him intently staring at the Virtual Screen, his fingers sliding across it as he focused on browsing something.
How could he be so obedient? It’s clear he didn’t take my words to heart at all!
Lin sighed, deciding not to dwell on it with Fatty. He casually pulled out the Basic Internal Skill book, wanting to continue his study. Cultivation had to be prioritized; once his body healed, he would start practicing.
Even if he couldn't cultivate right now, reading through it a few more times would still be beneficial and greatly aid his training.
When it comes to laying a foundation, one should never find it troublesome or feel that the time spent is too long or that such reading is unnecessary.
As the saying goes, "Reading a book a hundred times reveals its meaning." Even though Lin wasn't particularly fond of classical literature, he believed that with earnest study, he would eventually grasp something.
Just as Lin took out the book and was about to open it, he suddenly felt his arm being yanked forcefully. He looked over to see Fatty pulling on his arm, pointing at the Virtual Screen and shouting, "Bro! Bro! You have to see our City Trending headline!"
Lin rolled his eyes; he never liked looking at these things and didn’t have the time for them. He wasn’t interested… but since Fatty was excited about it, he decided to take a glance.
When he saw the footage on the screen, Lin finally understood where Fatty's astonishment was coming from.
The Virtual Screen displayed a clip that had been edited together, capturing various angles of Lin and Lü Liang's battle.
The angles of filming and the editing process were clearly meticulously designed, showcasing Lin's expert demeanor vividly!
"What the heck! What’s going on?"
Lin felt a headache coming on; this was getting serious. How did a fight end up on the City Trending List?
"Wow! Brother, take a look at this headline! Talent Killer Lu Liang is being bullied! The future hope of Azure Planet is being trampled by a mysterious person! Damn, what a bunch of clickbait!"
Fatty was enjoying it immensely, his mouth stretching wide as he laughed at Lu Liang's embarrassment online.
Lin glanced at the video a couple of times and immediately opened his smartwatch, impatiently saying, "Hey, quickly send me the link so I can check it out!"
Lin Xin had a bad feeling; perhaps this matter wouldn't end so simply and would lead to a series of subsequent troubles...
"What link? You're trending on our city's hot search list, and you're the top one! Brother, doesn't that mean you're famous now?"
At this point, Fatty realized the crux of the matter. He suddenly widened his eyes and stared at Lin's profile.
Lin Mian remained expressionless, browsing through the Virtual Screen, anxiety evident in his eyes.
As the anxiety grew stronger, Lin remained silent for a full five minutes before finally speaking up: "It's true! Look at that; our identities have been exposed by netizens, even the room number from Live Streaming has been revealed..."
Lin's eyes were filled with anxiety, showing no signs of joy or sorrow. For now, it was unclear whether this situation was good or bad...
Today, a heavy bombshell exploded across the city's internet; Chef Lin became an overnight sensation for mercilessly bullying future star Lu Liang!
You are like that fire, a blazing flame that ignited the internet...
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