Ninety-Nine Anonymous Emails

"When people are afraid, they often aren't rational enough."

Kong Yubo understood their difficulty.

He waved his hand: "Leave the rest to us."

Ji Wu immediately took Xu Zhou and left.

The incident on Anyang Island was over.

The follow-up work of reassurance, evacuation, medical treatment, and compensation was taken over by Xia Kingdom.

Shen Yu lay drenched in sweat on the hospital bed.

Controlling two Character Cards at once and using their respective Weird abilities consumed mental energy exponentially, especially putting a heavier burden on the brain.

So.

Shen Yu had hastily made Flying Bird A and Bai Zuo exit; otherwise, he really couldn't hold on.

As for Flying Bird A's personality, his portrayal wasn't outstanding. Under the rapid depletion of mental energy, all he thought about was how to deal with this Weird as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, he didn't do anything out of character.

He rubbed his throbbing temples: "System, is there any way to solve my insufficient mental energy problem?"

"Host only needs to build the Headquarters Building and unlock the Containment Facility. Once every Weird is contained, you'll gain its full power. By then, you won't need to worry about insufficient mental energy."

Shen Yu flipped through the system notifications from after containing the Weirds earlier. He had been so focused on playing two characters that he hadn't read them carefully.

"Congratulations, Host, for successfully containing the Malignant Curse-level Weird—Yan Luo. Construction Points +50000."

"You have indirectly promoted the organization's existence. Construction Points +157."

"Total Construction Points: 66471."

"Host's total Construction Points have reached 50,000. The Shop is now unlocked!"

Was a Malignant Curse worth that much?

Forty thousand more than Green Face!

Sure enough, containing high-level Weirds made earning Construction Points easier!

Now he was still 34,000 Construction Points short of building the Headquarters Building.

With good luck, containing one Malignant Curse would do it.

With bad luck, he'd have to contain a few more Green Faces or Wandering Souls, Wandering Spirits.

This couldn't be rushed.

Shen Yu opened the newly unlocked Shop function.

He had glanced at it before; there weren't many items inside. Only two were permanent: one was the Weird Cage, priced at 5 Construction Points each.

The other was a Healing Potion, priced at 10 Construction Points each.

The rest were time-limited items. If he didn't buy them, new ones would refresh at midnight.

"Mental Recovery Potion, priced at 100 Construction Points? Why is it ten times more expensive than the Healing Potion!"

Bought it!

"Time Rewind, priced at 9000? Oh, it's discounted. System, why didn't you give me a discount back then?"

"Host, the system has no authority to give discounts."

Time Rewind could really reverse everything at a critical moment. Even though it was expensive, Shen Yu gritted his teeth and bought it too!

As for the rest, they were all low-level Anomaly Artifacts.

But their prices were steep. The cheapest, an E-rank Anomaly Artifact, cost 10,000 Construction Points.

Fine, fine! So that's how it is!

Shen Yu immediately closed the Shop—out of sight, out of mind.

Shen Yu flexed his wrists, grabbed the tablet on the bedside table, turned it on, and began searching for anomalous incidents within Anyang City.

"This one's not it."

"Obviously fake."

"This one looks plausible, but the logic doesn't add up. It's probably a script."

Due to the exposure of the Horror Game.

Topics about strange ghosts and monsters had suddenly increased, with many people faking content for attention.

They claimed to have encountered monsters, but it was all scripted.

This added a lot of work for Shen Yu.

Shen Yu scoured major forums, websites, and video apps. He edited a keyword extractor and set a regional filter—only mentions within Anyang City would be highlighted and pushed to him.

The hospital's internet was slow, and the search progress bar crawled along. After waiting ten minutes, Shen Yu picked up his phone to check for messages.

It was a three-day New Year's holiday. He had originally planned to go back to his hometown for the festival, but on the bus to the high-speed rail station, he encountered a Weird.

He wasn't really injured—he just used Bai Zuo's ability to alter the doctor's memory, resulting in a fracture diagnosis that required a month's hospital stay.

On his phone, only a few relatives and friends had sent messages inquiring about his condition.

After Shen Yu replied to each one, a chat window suddenly popped up.

"Shen Yu, it's Xiaojie. Do you have time tomorrow? Let's meet up?"

"Xiaojie?"

Shen Yu was a bit surprised.

Song Xiaojie was the class's arts representative—small in stature, somewhat introverted, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses. She usually spoke with her head down, her voice soft like the gentle Wu dialect from the Jiangnan region.

Aside from occasionally coming over to ask about schoolwork, they barely had any interaction.

"Is something up?" Shen Yu couldn't think of why she'd reach out, so he asked directly.

The other side was silent for a while, the chat box showing "typing..." the whole time.

Shen Yu watched the search progress bar on his tablet while he waited.

After a minute, she finally sent a message: "Shen Yu, let's meet!"

"Sorry, I was in a car accident yesterday. I'm hospitalized now, so it's not convenient to go out."

"Car accident!!! Are you okay? Where are you hurt? Is it serious? Which hospital? I'll come see you!"

Shen Yu read the message she'd typed and sent in a flurry—her concern was obvious between the lines.

Since he wasn't really injured, he declined her visit. "No need, it's just a minor injury. I'll recover soon."

After a moment, she replied, "Alright, take good care of yourself."

Soon, her profile picture went dark—looked like she'd logged off.

Shen Yu didn't dwell on why she'd suddenly contacted him, because the search progress bar was full!

Over a thousand related entries popped up at once.

After filtering out the obviously fake ones and those that were just complaints, there were still a few hundred left.

Shen Yu patiently clicked through them one by one.

After reading a few dozen, a medical worker pushed a meal cart into the room, placing the patient's meal on the cabinet beside Shen Yu. "Time to eat!"

"Today we've got good ribs and tomato soup."

Shen Yu took the tray and utensils she handed him. "Thanks."

"Just press the call button when you're done, and I'll come collect it."

The worker quickly pushed the cart to the next room to deliver meals.

Shen Yu read a few more entries, then opened his meal box to eat. Even though the hospital had heating, the food would cool down fast in this weather, so he'd better finish quickly.

While eating, he cleared out the various spam messages on his phone.

Suddenly, his finger paused.

"Hm?"

It was an anonymous email.

What caught his attention was that this type of email had been sent ninety-nine times, all on the night of the first.

"Spam?"

Curious and bold—since he had nothing to fear—Shen Yu clicked in to see what the emails contained.

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