I set you up on a blind date, and you've managed to overcome all the weirdness?

As soon as you enter the water, it feels as if countless fire ants crawl onto your body and bite you.

Lin Yan quickly gave instructions to the narrator.

"Read it aloud! Maximize your efficiency!"

"Yes, my greatest master!"

Under Ajiu's intimidation, the narrator could only obediently act as a sparring partner.

"Look closely! This man is pushing his potential to the limit!"

"Under the top-grade medicinal solution, his ruptured muscles began to heal, and his muscle density was increasing rapidly! His bones were undergoing a terrifying transformation..."

The excruciating pain nearly made Lin Yan faint, but with the narrator's guidance and the help of a massive amount of medicinal herbs to replenish his deficiencies, he could clearly feel his body undergoing a dramatic transformation.

Fulfilling days always fly by, and in the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

That evening, Lin Yan clenched his fists tightly as he got out of the bathtub.

He looked down, then reached out and squeezed it. When relaxed, it was as bouncy as a fully drawn bow; when strained, it was as hard as metal.

Moreover, it looks very well-proportioned overall, unlike the exaggerated look of bodybuilders.

He tried throwing a punch into the air, and it already created a sound of wind breaking. If he used all his strength, it could even produce a sonic boom.

Of course, Lin Yan was very self-aware.

The Nine Revolutions Prison Bone Body is a technique that takes years to master, even for beginners. He is only using a bug in the narration to forcefully break through the threshold of entry.

The millions of yuan spent on medicinal herbs, while dramatically improving his resilience and explosive power, still meant he would be instantly killed in close combat with the freak.

"Take it slow. At least next time Saya accidentally pushes you, you won't fly out again."

Lin Yan dried herself off and changed into a clean set of clothes.

The path to body tempering is long and extremely expensive. This is just the beginning. In order to continue to make money, accumulate points, and acquire high-level rule materials in order to continue to live off his wife.

That afternoon, Chen Feng, who had gone to report on his work, finally returned to Jiangcheng.

And he has to hold a meeting as soon as he gets back.

When Lin Yan pushed open the door to the conference room, he found the atmosphere to be heavy.

Chen Feng was travel-worn, but his eyes were sharp and looked like he wanted to devour someone. Shen Qinglan and Su Qinghan were already sitting on either side of him.

"Lin Yan, sit down." Chen Feng didn't exchange pleasantries; he slammed a document on the table.

"The analysis results for the air-raid shelter are in."

Chen Feng braced his hands on the table, his gaze sweeping over the three of them.

"That organization was officially named 'Worship the Bizarre' by the General Administration."

Lin Yan's eyes flickered slightly. "Worshiping the bizarre? Interesting."

"They are not ordinary charlatans; they have a complete theoretical system."

As Chen Feng spoke, he turned around and turned on the projector.

"They believe that by collecting negative emotions, it is possible to artificially reshape or even incubate grotesque beings with divine qualities."

"They use live streaming to collect netizens' emotions; the internet makes it easier for herd mentality to take hold than the real world."

"The air-raid shelter you blew up in the southern suburbs was a key strategic point they had painstakingly built in Jiangcheng."

"In the previous heavy machinery factory incident, that internet celebrity named A-Feng was a signal tower they used to collect online fears!"

Chen Feng sat back in his chair and looked at Lin Yan:

"Thanks to Comrade Lin Yan, the culprit was dealt with in time, interrupting their process of incubating high-level monsters."

"Otherwise, once that level of monstrosity takes shape, half of Jiangcheng will be buried with them."

Lin Yan sat in the chair, holding the thermos cup that Sister Liu had given her, and took a sip.

He couldn't answer Chen Feng's question.

He hasn't been asked to write a report about the air-raid shelter incident to this day; he and the bureau have developed a tacit understanding.

If you don't ask, I won't say, and we'll continue to get along as before.

Thanks to Lao Zhao's instigation that time, Lin Yan maintained a persona of being unassuming and having powerful connections within the bureau.

"They probably hate me to the core now."

"Commander Chen, now that the nature of the operation has been determined, when do you plan to close the net?"

Lin Yan cooperated fully, following Chen Feng's lead, trying to quickly change the subject of the air-raid shelter.

However, he did want to find some work to do. After soaking in medicinal baths for three consecutive days, he was now full of energy and wanted to find some weirdo to vent his frustrations on.

Chen Feng glanced at him and shook his head.

He projected a file onto the projector.

"After the air-raid shelters were bombed, their offline activities went completely silent, and we couldn't catch them."

Chen Feng's expression was extremely grim, and he gestured for Su Qinghan to speak.

"But the cybersecurity department has intercepted a batch of live streaming data in the past few days."

Su Qinghan picked up the tablet, connected it to the projector, and stood up to speak.

"In the past few days, several strange cases of netizens dying suddenly have occurred in Jiangcheng."

"The deceased were all fans of a few specific live streaming rooms late at night. The cause of death was ostensibly cardiogenic shock caused by excessive excitement."

However, forensic examination revealed that their prefrontal lobes had been shattered by some unknown high-frequency sound waves.

Lin Yan frowned slightly.

High-frequency sound waves? This method of murder sounds familiar...

Screenshots of platform contracts for more than a dozen live streaming accounts appeared on the screen.

"These accounts involved in the case all belong to an MCN guild called Xingtu Interactive Entertainment."

"Their live streaming routines are basically the same: they don't show their faces, they rely entirely on voice changers to disguise themselves."

"They use ethereal singing voices or ASMR as a selling point to attract, or even exploit, netizens."

"We have reasonable grounds to suspect," Chen Feng continued.

"After the air-raid shelter stronghold was taken down, they turned around and launched a new matrix of accounts online, continuing to reap the benefits of netizens with impunity."

"This MCN guild is most likely their new outpost."

As Lin Yan listened to Chen Feng's description, his hand holding the thermos cup suddenly trembled, which immediately drew Su Qinghan's attention.

Lin Yan didn't notice Su Qinghan looking over; his mind was filled with the outrageous request the mermaid had made to him in the toilet.

She wants to be a virtual singer.

Is it...

Lin Yan quickly shook his head in his heart, rejecting this absurd conjecture.

impossible.

Although the mermaid has a bad temper, is arrogant and looks down on people, she is not stupid.

She chose the path of a virtual singer in order to advance her career and gain popularity and followers.

If she were to shock the audience to death, it would be tantamount to killing the goose that lays the golden eggs, ruining her own livelihood and cutting off her path to promotion.

Not to mention that such a low-level tactic is unbecoming of the Deep Sea Queen.

Even if she did that, it would have been discussed in the group chat long ago, and she would have found out herself.

Moreover, he had repeatedly instructed Chu Chu to set up the mermaid's account herself.

With Chu Chu's formidable hacking skills, how could she possibly be associated with such a shady MCN guild?

This cyber vengeful spirit, which is almost omniscient and omnipotent in the online world, surely wouldn't be that stupid... right?