Yes, children, psychology really is that amazing

The rice noodle rolls were certainly good, and for Lin Yu, it would be a real shame to come to Guangdong for breakfast and not try them at least once.

However, Shenzhen is, after all, a city for working people, and there is a wide variety of breakfast options here.

On his way here, Lin Yu saw a variety of breakfast options, including rice noodles, Lao You rice noodles, hot dry noodles, jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe), and multigrain jianbing (pancake).

The steamed bun shop in front of me is clearly of the northern style. The owner is a burly man who looks like he is related to Genghis Khan or Nurhaci. Although the steamed buns in the shop are called "steamed buns", there are six in a steamer on the table. The outer skin shows the oily color of the filling. They are much larger than those convenience store pre-made "steamed buns".

Just looking at the steaming hot buns and smelling the aroma of meat and scallions in the filling made Lin Yu's mouth water.

It's just a pity that now isn't the right time to enjoy delicious food.

Across from Lin Yu, the "Painter" with bright orange hair and a loose T-shirt that looked like it had been stained by an overturned palette had already casually hooked his feet on the chair and sat down at Lin Yu's table with his steamed buns and millet porridge.

As always, "Aoi" is enthusiastic and outgoing.

"Oh my, Schreiber, it's been a long time... You're quite famous now."

"You seemed harmless in the [Instance] last time, but I never expected you to be the successor of the First Generation 'Freud.' You were definitely hiding your true abilities back then," Kui said with a smile, sitting opposite Lin Yu, as she picked up a bun with her chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth. "Thinking about it now, all those 'coincidences' in that [Instance]... must have been orchestrated by you in secret."

Lin Yu smiled and nodded, admitting it. "That's right, the difficulty of that [Instance] wasn't quite right, so I made a 'dynamic adjustment'."

"No wonder you're Orthodoxy successor to Freud, tsk tsk, you're even more 'Psychology Society' than the 'Psychology Society' itself," Aoi exclaimed, laughing as she spoke. "So... what are you doing in Shenzhen? Testing some genius?"

Before Lin Yu could reply, "Liu" also sat down—but she didn't sit next to Kui, but instead sat in the seat next to Lin Yu.

That is, opposite Kui.

Liu looked at Kui and said helplessly, "He's here to cause chaos... I saw him yesterday when I was with the 'Marauders'."

"Aoi, how come you even know him?"

Aoi smiled and said, "I met him in the [Instance]—yes, he was a big help in that [Instance]."

"You're going to create chaos... That's really worrying. The fighting between the 'Marauders' and 'Order' is already unsettling, and if you add chaos on top of that, it's hard to imagine what this city will become," Aoi said, looking at Yanagi. "Luckily, we didn't skimp on money this time; we hired you..."

Liu sighed.

"I can't guarantee your safety in this situation either—this time, both the 'Grandmaster' and the 'Diviner' will intervene."

"This 'Schreiber'... also has a working relationship with the 'Diviner'."

Aoi was somewhat surprised. "Oh... you're working with the 'Diviner'? Ah, was it 'A'yu' who introduced you?"

Liu was even more surprised than Kui: "What do you mean by 'A'yu' introducing it?"

"A'yu is in that [Instance] too, as are Lone Boat and Sister Phoenix," Kui said matter-of-factly. "He even spends more time with A'yu."

Liu's expression became quite interesting. She looked at Lin Yu and recalled what had happened yesterday.

"You and 'A'yu' are putting on a show? You really underestimated A'yu. I always thought that girl was a fool... I never expected her to have such cunning and audacity."

"She's betraying the 'Diviner'? Hmm... Never mind, I'll just pretend I don't know anything about it."

Liu muttered to herself, and Lin Yu couldn't hold back any longer.

"Don't overthink it. A'yu probably just didn't recognize me—she's not smarter than you think, she's just less bright than you think."

Aoi smiled and said, "That's true. After all, you're a little different from when we last met... Hmm, you have a more gloomy aura, and your eyes are flatter than before, and your nose is a bit smaller—oh, and your hair is smoother; you used to have slightly curly hair."

"Looks like you've had cosmetic procedures and a new hairstyle... Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that it's still called 'Schreiber,' I really wouldn't have recognized you."

Kui said with a smile.

Lin Yu couldn't help but marvel at Kui's observational skills and Memory for details.

It was clearly just a [Instance], but she was able to describe every detail of the subtle adjustments made to "Schreiber's " face before and after.

"Wow, that's amazing, Aoi... But this isn't cosmetic surgery or a new hairstyle, it's a transformation," Lin Yu touched his cheek, "This is a necessary step to make me look more like the First Generation 'Freud'..."

Upon hearing this, Liu narrowed his eyes. "Oh, no wonder you look familiar, you do look a bit like that guy... I thought the current President the 'Psychology Society' was already weird enough with his cosplay and the same nickname, but I didn't expect you to be such a pro, directly pinching your own face to resemble his."

Wasn't this First Generation "Freud" supposed to be a "Psychologist"? It seems like he created more mental health problems than he treated.

Liu teased, but Lin Yu didn't argue with her.

"It's inevitable that you can't understand the First Generation, or my thoughts... Anyway, the other job you mentioned yesterday, was it to escort this 'Aoi'?"

Liu nodded. "Of course, I need to ensure her safety during this time, and in the event of an accident, I will be responsible for escorting her out of here."

Lin Yu turned to Kui: "Are you here to participate in the 'Player Mutual Aid Society' election?"

Aoi shook her head. "No, although I should have the right to vote, I've lost interest in that organization... Well, I'm only in Shenzhen because I happen to be having an art exhibition Shenzhen."

"It's a pity that it coincides with this election and Typhoon... But the Venue is all set up, so it will definitely still open," Kui said, opening her phone and showing Lin Yu a poster. "It's an art gallery just one street away from the Convention Center. If you come, just tell them my name, and I'll take you in. No need to buy tickets."

"After all, you contributed quite a bit last time in the [Instance]."

Kui smiled and said, and Lin Yu nodded.

"I might not have time, but I'll go see you when I do... But when I mention your name, should I say 'Aoi'?"

"Of course not, you have to give my real name," Kui said, resting her chin on her hand, "Feng Jinhe."

Liu chimed in from the side, "Hey, don't reveal your real name so easily."

"It's okay, anyway, you can easily find my name by searching. Although I'm not very famous, I've been drawing for so many years, and I even have my own encyclopedia entry," Aoi said casually. "Besides, I don't think 'Schreiber' is a bad person. At least he's been nice to me, and I'd be willing to be friends with him."

Liu said helplessly, "Although it's unscientific to categorize people as 'good' or 'bad'... it just feels a bit strange to say that someone who is the Orthodoxy successor to the First Generation 'Freud's' ideas and can cooperate with 'Diviner' is 'not a bad person.'"

Before Lin Yu and Kui could respond to Liu's words, a clear, cold female voice rang out.

"While I don't consider Schreiber an Orthodoxy successor, it's not up to you, a mediocre person, to judge the merits of our shared ideals and those of Mr. Zheng."

The Second Generation "Freud," carrying a black umbrella and wearing a white trench coat and a black shirt, walked in from the store entrance. She closed the umbrella and shook off the raindrops outside, making Lin Yu realize that it had started to drizzle outside.

The Second Generation "Freud" walked straight over and sat down next to Aoi and opposite Liu, looking directly at Liu, who was wearing a leather jacket and had her hair up. A layer of white fog appeared on the lenses of her non-prescription glasses.

"So," Schreiber... is this the Trial and test you prepared for me? Number eighty-fifth and number eight on the list?"

Liu spoke calmly, "The Second Generation 'Freud'... I wasn't summoned by 'Schreiber,' 'Aoi' and I just happened to run into him."

The Second Generation Freud frowned and retorted, "Do you think I'd believe that kind of story? Shenzhen is so big, there are probably thousands of breakfast shops, how could you possibly run into each other by chance?"

"But there are only so many breakfast shops in this 'prime location' of the International Convention Center. If you walk around, you might just bump into the 'Grandmaster' Gu Mo who's having breakfast there."

Liu retorted.

The Second Generation Freud looked at Lin Yu, Lin Yu shrugged. "It really was a chance encounter... I have no reason to lie to you."

"Although I met with her last night, her main task today is to protect 'Aoi,' and she already has orders... I can't possibly entrust her with any more work."

"Besides, if I were to prepare Trial for you, it wouldn't be for the eighth and eighty-fifth place finishers..."

The Second Generation Freud's expression softened slightly. "That's true."

"The only thing I prepared for you here is steamed buns and black rice porridge," Lin Yu pushed a basket of steamed buns and a bowl of porridge on the table toward the Second Generation Freud. "I didn't take your tea eggs; I'll eat them myself. If you want some, buy them yourself."

The Second Generation Freud began, "I love tea eggs... but how did you know I love black rice porridge?"

She stirred the porridge in the bowl, blew on it, and then took a sip, even more surprised. "It's sweetened with sugar, what's going on?"

Of course, you should ask Old Zheng himself... You wait at his clinic early every morning to be the first patient and bring him so many breakfasts, he already knows your tastes.

However, Lin Yu didn't give the answer directly; instead, he laughed.

"This is based on psychological analysis... What, didn't your teacher teach you this?"

The Second Generation Freud paused for a moment, then said, "Of course I taught you, I just didn't expect you to know how to use it!"

Aoi sighed from the side.

"The First Generation Freud was amazing! This is the first time I've ever heard of Psychology Society able to analyze what kind of porridge someone likes."