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The driver took off his sunglasses, looking in the direction of the departing two, as if in deep thought.

After they were out of sight, the driver suddenly started the engine, stepped on the gas, and drove the car away.

"Your school isn't nearby."

Qi Xiaojin said.

The two walked side by side, blending in with the pedestrians.

She continued.

"You used to live in our neighborhood because it was close to the school, and this place is quite a distance from our neighborhood."

Just now, she had not directly exposed Fang Yu's lie because she wanted to know why Fang Yu was lying.

Step.

Qi Xiaojin stopped and looked at Fang Yu.

Although Fang Yu hadn't become the invincible being from his past life, that caution and shrewdness were always inside him, just lacking external stimuli to activate.

During the apocalypse, qualities like these were needed for Fang Yu to survive and to live better.

But in this life, with her around, even if Fang Yu didn't understand anything, she would protect him!

"What's the matter?"

Qi Xiaojin asked seriously.

"No, nothing, maybe I'm just being sensitive. Your older sister had a car accident, and you said someone was behind it. Then today, I felt that Uncle Ye, the driver, seemed a bit off."

"Uncle Ye? Off? In what way?"

Qi Xiaojin suddenly leaned in, the forceful vibe made Fang Yu quickly turn his gaze away.

He couldn't just say he suspected that the driver had been bought off by the rival company, could he?

"No, I don't know, maybe he didn't rest well today and is not feeling up to it. I think we can take a cab back to the neighborhood on our own and let the driver rest."

Tired?

Qi Xiaojin closed her eyes, recalling Uncle Ye's condition this morning, the details, and then frowned slightly.

Everything looked normal, no different from usual.

Opening her eyes, she looked at Fang Yu.

To trust Fang Yu's judgment or her own eyes...

In a moment of hesitation, Qi Xiaojin made her decision.

She hailed a cab from the curb, taking Fang Yu with her.

"To the hospital."

No need for words, there was only one nearby hospital.

Oh, what a nice fare??

The cab driver sped up, and within minutes, they arrived.

"Slow down, keep going, don't stop."

It was a flat rate anyway, the cab driver was puzzled but didn't think much of it.

At this moment, Qi Xiaojin had already picked up her phone, glanced at Fang Yu, and made a call.

After a few tones, the call connected.

"Uncle Ye, are you still at the hospital entrance?"

"I am."

"We're back, come pick us up to take us to the neighborhood."

"Sure thing."

1 minute.

3 minutes.

5 minutes.

No black sedan appeared at the hospital entrance.

No answer to phone calls either.

Qi Xiaojin's brow furrowed tightly, she got out of the cab with Fang Yu, then took out her phone and sent a message.

Before long, a person dressed like a security guard in a suit came running out of the hospital.

"Miss, Brother Ye really has had an accident."

The suited guard handed over a phone with a lit screen.

While Qi Xiaojin looked at the phone, Fang Yu also sneakily glanced over.

He saw surveillance footage from inside a car, showing a vehicle plunging into a lake and sinking.

"Where is he?"

"On the way to the rescue."

"…Get some tech people, I want to check Uncle Ye's home surveillance."

The man, surprised, saw Qi Xiaojin's serious expression and promptly nodded.

"Yes!"

"Also, call two cars to take Fang Yu back to the neighborhood."

"Okay."

After summoning two cars, this time Qi Xiaojin carefully checked the drivers' identities before waving a hand.

"Fang Yu, you go back first, I'll come find you when I'm done."

"Okay..."

Fang Yu felt as if he had stumbled into some high-end corporate thriller; the next phase of the business war was about to start, and he was just a passerby watching the commotion...

Watching Qi Xiaojin's bustling figure gradually shrink, Fang Yu, sitting in the car, turned his gaze back.

He did want to help, but at the moment, he couldn't think of anything he could do.

Lost in his thoughts, the car soon arrived at the neighborhood entrance.

The security at the entrance operated on a 24-hour rotation system, with three shifts.

It seemed there had just been a changeover, with a young security guard standing watch at the entrance.

As the young security guard waved his hand, the car was let in.

With a step on the brakes, the car stopped under the building of his apartment complex.

Exiting the vehicle, Fang Yu headed straight for the elevator.

The familiar surroundings gave him a sense of security.

Moreover, with the recent increase in security measures, it felt even more reassuring.

Ding-dong.

19th floor, arrived.

Reaching his front door, he twisted the lock.

Fang Yu stepped into his home.

As the door closed behind him, Fang Yu suddenly looked down in astonishment.

Because there was a piece of paper on the floor of his home.

A strange parchment.

It must have been slipped through the gap under the door.

When he left in the morning, it clearly wasn't there.

"Nowadays, flyer costs are so high, they're using good, solid material."

Fang Yu thought this parchment flyer was blank on the back.

But to his surprise, there were no words or patterns on either side when he picked it up.

What is this??

Nonchalantly crumpling the parchment flyer into a ball, Fang Yu tossed it into the nearby trash can.

Shaking his head.

"Time for games! Games!"

Effortlessly returning to his bedroom, Fang Yu immediately put on his helmet and logged into the game.

But he did not notice that the crumpled parchment was slowly revealing text.

[I'm Fang Yu, an unemployed gamer, sustaining life by playing games.]

[My luck isn't great; my plan to earn money through gaming isn't...]

The text, in that instant, suddenly jammed up and halted abruptly.

Then it twisted, disintegrated, recombined! Turned into four big characters.

[Destiny is mine!]

[This guy has already established a character in the game!]

[Then...binding successful!]

[Hehehe! Which demon should I find to seize his body? This time, perhaps one of higher strength...]

[Wait a minute! Something's wrong! There's something coming from over there!!!]

Bang!!

The text, which was orderly moments ago, shattered as if smashed, breaking apart with a bang.

The whole piece of parchment likewise rustled into pieces, scattering into dust on the floor.

Simultaneously.

In the game, Fang Yu opened his eyes.

But the first thing he heard was the system's notification sound.

[System notification: Detected Demon Bloodline conflict, [Green Demon Blood] is about to undergo bloodline suppression, suppression successful. Bloodline conflict resolved.]

What is this?

Fang Yu was a bit stunned.

But when he opened the attributes panel, nothing had changed.

Strange, is there a bug in the system?

"Let me sleep a little longer..."

Suddenly, a languid voice next to him startled Fang Yu.

Then, he remembered.

He had shared a bed with Ding Hui last night!

This guy!

Gently removing Ding Hui's hand from his waist, Fang Yu quietly got up.

Looking back at Ding Hui, she was sleeping so soundly that she was drooling, completely knocked out, probably just spouting nonsense in her sleep!

Fang Yu rolled his eyes, tucked her in properly, and quietly left the room.

The plan for the day lies in the morning.

Training! Study the "Spring Bud Skill" thoroughly!

...

While Fang Yu trained in the game.

In reality, in Jiangnan City, over a hundred meters below ground in a sewer, a man suddenly clutched his chest, his body instantly tensing into a bow, his mouth involuntarily letting out a heart-wrenching, pitiful scream, frightening the swarms of rats nearby into a panicky flight.

It took a while before the man recovered, breathing heavily with his whole body paralyzed and forehead bulging with veins.

"How could it... fail?"

The Sheepskin Demon was puzzled.

Up until now, it had easily bewitched any human and then, like bait exuding a delicious scent, lured the demons in the game to take the bait.

As long as a demon took the bait, it could act as a bridge, temporarily connecting the two.

But this time, it failed.

Where did the problem lie?

The Sheepskin Demon pondered.

Then it figured it out.

This was the first time it had encountered a human who had entered the game and established a character in their world.

"Could the problem be the intensity? That guy's character in the game, that Clone, has he cultivated to a level that I can't interfere with?"