Fearless

Upon hearing Shen Bingmiao's words, Lin Yu fell silent once again.

"How did you, a digital life form, manage to lose everything investing in financial products? Shouldn't you be able to make a steady stream of money with just a few casual investments?"

"I've used all my computing power to maintain the forum," Shen Bingmiao said helplessly. "And don't be so naive, junior. Investing isn't something you can master just by being fast enough to react."

"Can't you even change your own account balance or something?"

Hearing Lin Yu's question, Shen Bingmiao replied helplessly, "In terms of ability, it's possible, but... actually doing these things would violate some of my underlying agreements."

"Okay, I understand," Lin Yu said, indicating that he understood. "Anyway, I'm not short of money now."

"Oh, right, there's one last question," Lin Yu paused, looking at Shen Bingmiao, "This question isn't very important, you don't have to answer it..."

"It's just a bit of my personal curiosity, Senior Sister —since you got yourself into Jiangcheng Media for my sake, and your appearance is obviously unreliable, how old are you exactly this year?"

Shen Bingmiao was initially listening attentively, but after hearing Lin Yu's question, she immediately became exasperated. "Why are you suddenly asking this?"

"It seems you have no further questions... I'll be going now."

"If you need any help now, or if you recall any clues about the second option, remember to contact me immediately."

As Shen Bingmiao spoke, her figure, Projection onto the phone, disappeared, severing her communication with Lin Yu.

Looking at his phone, which was now stuck in a busy signal, Lin Yu let out a long sigh.

Lin Zhao, Five Years Ago, Fragment of Fate, Deity, Ultimate Instance...

Although he didn't particularly like the feeling that everything was completely out of control and unknowable before, and he didn't even know where the problem lay, Lin Yu still didn't feel much better now that he knew part of the "Truth" and saw the surface of the mystery.

A thick fog hung overhead, and the mysteries of the past, like ingredients in a boiling hot pot, appeared and disappeared, yet remained unclear.

Moreover, the Truth behind these mysteries cannot be ignored—it concerns whether his sister, Lin Zhao, can be Resurrection.

"We can only take it one step at a time. At least we still have our Senior Sister as an 'Accomplice'."

Lin Yu said, rubbing his temples.

Strangely enough, even though he had just learned of Lin Zhao's death today, Lin Yu didn't feel any "sadness" or "pain" at all.

Perhaps in that Memory I deleted five years ago, I had already exhausted all my "sorrow".

He went outside. The illusion of "Lin Zhao" that had appeared inside the house because of the "Make It Real" had disappeared, and those traces had been erased, leaving only an empty room.

Lin Yu walked into the living room and found that all the money he had given Lin Zhao was scattered on the floor—and among the red banknotes lay an old and tattered black and white photograph.

A pretty young girl with a slightly round face gazed quietly at the camera with a smile on her face.

The last long-forgotten Memory finally surfaced in my heart.

"So this is my sister's Posthumous Portrait her last days."

Lin Yu spoke softly, picking up the photograph.

At this moment, there was still a tiny bit of something in his heart...

Lonely.

"I absolutely must find out the Truth..."

Lin Yu murmured softly, and then the blood-red characters before his eyes wriggled and appeared.

[Fragment of Fate, Part Four: Fragment of Fate existing in the form of Posthumous Portrait. Possessing it will grant you the favor of Destiny, but will also attract prying eyes and scrutiny.]

At this moment, this [Item] belongs to me.

Lin Yu put the [Fragment of Fate - Part 4] into his [Item Space] and let out a long breath.

He poured out his loneliness and dejection.

Although he didn't know what he had planned five years ago, Lin Yu decided to believe in himself.

Although I am not a genius, I will definitely not be careless when it comes to matters involving Lin Zhao.

Lin Yu picked up the money from the ground one by one, then returned to the room, where he saw Old Zheng and Hannah again.

Looking at Old Zheng, Lin Yu sighed.

"So, Old Zheng, you said I was special because you saw that I would definitely join the 'Death game'?"

Old Zheng explained, "I can sense the aura of 'Destiny' on you, so it will inevitably lead you into this Game. Of course... I didn't expect that you would have a 'Fragment of Fate' in your home."

Lin Yu looked at Old Zheng: "Alright, since that's the case, let's reconcile—you can tell me about the favor you wanted to ask me before."

Old Zheng was quite surprised. "Don't you hate the 'Psychology Society' anymore?"

"No, I still hate them, although it has lessened somewhat, but that doesn't stop me from wanting this organization to disappear immediately," Lin Yu answered truthfully, "But that's no longer my top priority."

"Of course, in return... you must teach me everything you know about how to use and manipulate Mental Power."

As Lin Yu spoke, Old Zheng immediately responded.

"Deal, boss."

"Actually, what I want you to do is very simple... I want you to kill one of the current Council members of the 'Psychology Society'."

Old Zheng spoke earnestly, which shocked Lin Yu.

"Huh? Are you sure you don't also want to destroy the 'Psychology Society'?"

If Old Zheng had told him earlier that this was his purpose, Lin Yu felt he wouldn't have needed to break ties with him.

In his view, the people he wanted to kill in the entire "Psychology Society," ranked by priority, besides "Fluoxetine," were probably the members of the Council.

Old Zheng shook his head. "No, I want you to take out the mole among them... I know there's a 'Marauders' mole on the Council of the 'Psychology Society,' but I don't know who it is."

Lin Yu nodded. "Okay, I'll probably wipe out the entire Council, so I definitely won't let him slip through."

Old Zheng was speechless for a moment upon hearing this. "Alright then... consider it a compromise between us."

The two have reached a temporary, subtle reconciliation.

"Alright, it's time to report to Li Hua," Lin Yu sighed. "After that, it's time to report to 'The Tycoon'."

"However, the strategy should be changed... Whether it's 'May May' or some other identity, perhaps we can be more high-profile."

My previous caution stemmed largely from my own weakness and my reservations about Lin Zhao.

But now he's already at "Tier 2," and Lin Zhao is long gone from this world...

Lin Yu suddenly felt that he was no longer afraid.

What need does he have for keeping a low profile?

"This time, I'll go to 'Jiang'an Hall' and see if I can get some [public opinion can melt Gossip Can Melt Gold] and [Tower Scam] results!"