Target: One Million Fans

Lin Baici finished his shower and realized he had no change of clothes. After looking around, he found a white bath towel in the wardrobe and simply wrapped it around his waist.

On the table, there was a coffee machine. In the drawers, he found coffee and tea, all individually packaged.

Lin Baici also found a small refrigerator.

Inside were cola, soda, beer, some premium mineral water, and a few snacks, most of which were imported.

He was a bit thirsty, but figuring these items probably cost money, he didn't touch them.

Sure enough, he soon spotted a "Check-in Notice" on the desk, listing various rules and some chargeable items.

"Fifty bucks for a can of cola? Why not just rob me?"

Lin Baici was speechless. He might as well buy some from a convenience store.

Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

The doorbell rang.

"Oppa, are you done washing?"

Outside the door, Jin Yingzhen's tone was sweet.

"Done!"

Lin Baici hurried to open the door.

Jin Yingzhen wore a tight little tank top and a pair of shorts, revealing two long, fair legs as she stood prettily in the hallway.

As soon as the door opened, the Goryeo girl saw Lin Baici and immediately gasped.

"Wow!"

Although Jin Yingzhen had seen Lin Baici's body in Longchan Temple when facing the Merit Buddha, life and death had been at stake then, and she'd been too anxious, only noticing that Lin Baici had a great physique.

Now, looking again, it was truly explosively good.

Long arms, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, smooth body lines as if carved by the Creator himself, especially those eight-pack abs on his stomach...

Could she touch them?

The idol trainees at her mother's entertainment company should all train to look like Lin Baici. With a body like this, who needed singing, dancing, or rap?

Strip off the clothes, stand on stage, and he'd automatically reel in a huge crowd of female fans.

Lin Baici didn't know where to look.

Jin Yingzhen was dressed too hot.

Under the shorts, two long legs stood straight, her feet in a pair of flip-flops, ten pale toes wiggling playfully.

The tank top on her upper body only covered her chest, revealing a fair belly with a defined waistline, but the most eye-catching was that deep cleavage.

This big, had to be a D-cup, right?

"Holy shit, what am I seeing?"

Suddenly, a gasp came from the side.

It was Hua Yueyu!

Hearing the commotion, she opened her door and happened to see Lin Baici and Jin Yingzhen. The sight of their bodies stunned her.

Jin Yingzhen didn't need any talent. With just that face and body, wearing a yoga outfit and striking a few poses, she could attract hundreds of thousands of fans.

But she seemed to be a chaebol heiress, no need to earn that kind of money.

"Xiao Bai, how do you stay so disciplined?"

Although Hua Yueyu was petite, she was over a year older than Lin Baici. Calling him Brother Lin felt awkward, and addressing him as Baici seemed too distant.

The Female Anchor thought it over and decided to call him Xiao Bai.

Intimate and cute!

"Disciplined?"

Lin Baici was puzzled.

"Yeah, to get a body like yours, you'd not only need to stick to working out but also control your diet, right?"

Hua Yueyu thought that as a high schooler, Lin Baici must have gone through a lot of hardship to build that kind of muscle.

"Not at all!"

Lin Baici shrugged.

He didn't work out at all, and he never paid attention to his diet. He ate plenty of cola, fried food, and instant noodles, yet his body was still more perfect than an athlete's.

He hadn't known the reason before, but now it seemed it was an effect of the God of Gluttony, a kind of Divine Grace!

He just didn't know when he'd absorbed this Divine Grace.

"You're too modest!"

Jin Yingzhen believed the body was the thing that never lied.

If a fat man said he had self-discipline, even an idiot wouldn't believe it!

"Let's talk in the room!"

Lin Baici gestured for the two to come in.

Hua Yueyu was wearing a bathrobe, but her figure was petite. Though she wasn't a flat board, there wasn't much to see. Jin Yingzhen was the real eye-catcher.

"Sit for a bit. I'll wash the clothes!"

Lin Baici had just picked up his dirty laundry when Jin Yingzhen stopped him.

"Why bother washing? Just buy new ones!"

Jin Yingzhen picked up the landline receiver and called the luxury brands she usually used, asking if they had branches in Guangqing City. If they did, she'd have a tailor come over to custom-make a few outfits for Lin Baici.

"No! No!"

Lin Baici quickly stopped her. Seeing that Jin Yingzhen wasn't listening, he snatched the receiver from her hand. "I'm just an ordinary high school student. I can just buy some shorts and a T-shirt to wear!"

Lin Baici didn't care much about clothes, and Jin Yingzhen's free-spending attitude was too much for him.

"Then have the waiter take them and send them to the hotel laundry!"

Big hotels offered this service, though it cost extra.

After making the call, Jin Yingzhen walked to the mini-fridge, opened it, and took out all the snacks and drinks. "Want some alcohol?"

"..."

Lin Baici was speechless. Rich people really didn't look at prices.

"This is my goal to strive for!"

Hua Yueyu sighed. With her status, she could afford to stay in a hotel like this, but she couldn't act so carefree and unrestrained.

Fish, Financial freedom, you can do it!

Hua Yueyu clenched her little fist and cheered herself on in her mind.

Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

The doorbell rang again.

This time, it was the hotel's General Manager, a middle-aged man!

"Miss Jin, the dinner and phone you ordered have arrived!"

The General Manager's tone was warm.

Jin Yingzhen turned around. "Oppa, is it okay to eat here?"

"Whatever!"

Lin Baici didn't mind.

"Then please bring it in!"

As Jin Yingzhen finished speaking, a young chef in a white uniform pushed a dining cart in behind the General Manager. Beside him was an older foreign chef.

"This is our head chef, Lauren. He was off tonight, but when he heard you hadn't finished your meal, he came specially to prepare this dinner for you!"

The General Manager introduced him.

The head chef was French and had clearly already learned about Jin Yingzhen's identity, so he greeted her in a few hastily learned Korean phrases.

Jin Yingzhen opened her mouth and spoke fluent French, so authentic it was unbelievable.

The head chef exchanged a few pleasantries, then stopped, not daring to disturb the honored guest's meal.

"Oppa, take a look at the dinner. If it's not to your taste, we'll switch to something else!"

No matter what French chef it was, if Oppa didn't like it, they'd redo it.

Hearing Jin Yingzhen say this, the General Manager couldn't help but glance at Lin Baici.

Tsk!

He had a great physique!

Probably a Rich Second Generation?

After all, ordinary people didn't have time to work out.

And Miss Jin was being very good to him!

It felt a bit like she was throwing herself at him.

"Just eat whatever!"

If it were up to Lin Baici, he'd go straight to a street stall for skewers. Now that things were so high-class, he felt very out of place.

"Miss Jin, our hotel has specially gifted you a bottle of red wine from Chateau Porto, France. Enjoy your meal."

The General Manager withdrew as well.

The wine was expensive, over three thousand a bottle, but there was no need to emphasize it, because Jin Yingzhen would understand at a glance.

"You must be hungry too? Let's eat!"

Jin Yingzhen wiped the knife and fork with a napkin and handed them to Lin Baici, her attitude as attentive as a tea-serving maid.

"This meal must be very expensive, right?"

Hua Yueyu felt like she was taking advantage and was a bit embarrassed.

"The friendship we've built through life-and-death situations can't be bought with any amount of money!"

Jin Yingzhen had no intention of flaunting the price of these things; her only fear was not treating Lin Baici well enough.

The steak made by the five-star hotel's head chef was indeed better than the frozen steaks from the supermarket, giving Lin Baici a taste of foreign luxury for once.

"Oppa, what do you plan to do next? Become a God Hunter?"

Jin Yingzhen was curious.

Because God Ruins had become a natural disaster; if the God's Remains inside weren't contained, the God Ruins would keep expanding, eroding humanity's homeland.

Take Okinawa Island, for example—covered in black fog, it had completely turned into God Ruins for over a decade, rumored to house a god dwelling within.

In any case, the Cherry Blossom Country still hadn't reclaimed it, and over a million people had met untimely deaths.

So the importance and value of God Hunters, who could hunt gods and contain God's Remains, went without saying.

To avoid causing panic, governments didn't publicly promote any information about God Hunters or God Ruins, but privately, these hunters enjoyed enormous privileges.

Because the nation needed them.

"No, I'm going to college!"

Lin Baici had worked hard for three years in middle school and three more in high school. Now that he was finally free, of course he wanted to enjoy the college life his homeroom teacher had always hyped up to the skies.

The most leisurely time in life was these four years. After graduating from college and becoming a corporate slave, he'd have to toil like an ox or a horse, 'enjoying' the blessings of 996.

That is, as long as he didn't get laid off!

"That's right, you're still young. Why take that risk?"

Jin Yingzhen expressed understanding.

God Hunter was probably the deadliest profession out there.

"But I'm planning to make videos recently. Yueyu, any suggestions?"

This was the top streamer on Shark Platform, a major influencer with over five million followers across various platforms.

"Fitness videos are pretty hot lately. With a body like yours, just jumping around to the Compendium of Materia Medica would net you a ton of fans!"

Hua Yueyu teased.

"No way!"

Lin Baici was serious. Fitness stuff—he really didn't know anything about it.

"Actually, whether a video blows up or not, aside from promotion, is all luck!"

Hua Yueyu tugged at her hair. "This industry is tough. You might work hard and get famous, only to cool off the next day!"

"Are you doing it for money? Or for fame?"

Jin Yingzhen cut in. "Why not come to Korea and be a trainee? With your talent, my mom would definitely groom you heavily, and you could debut in a year!"

"I heard the Korean entertainment industry is pretty messy!"

Hua Yueyu didn't want Lin Baici to go.

"Hehe!"

Jin Yingzhen smiled in response.

My Lin Oppa becoming an idol—who would dare mess around?

Did they think the Jin family was made of mud?

"Mm, got it!"

Lin Baici was too embarrassed to say he was making videos to earn money.

Saying that in front of two pretty girls felt a bit shameful to him.

"If you really want to make videos, we could collaborate!"

Hua Yueyu suggested.

She was trying to use her popularity to directly boost Lin Baici, but that came with a problem: the rabid fans who liked Hua Yueyu would definitely trash Lin Baici.

At the very least, he wouldn't escape the label of 'living off a woman.'

"No need, I'll do it myself!"

Lin Baici thought to himself, I'm a God Hunter with three Great Divine Graces—it's only reasonable that making a video to net a million followers, right?

Then he could take ads and earn a steady income, raking in tens of thousands a month easily!

"Baici, which school did you get into?"

Hua Yuexi hoped they'd be in the same city.

Jin Yingzhen also pricked up her ears. I can get my mom to pull some strings and become an international exchange student at Oppa's school.