Being Targeted

Earning over ten thousand a day, this income is undoubtedly high no matter how you look at it.

The surge in income allowed Han Yang to accumulate a huge sum of over 300,000 yuan in just one month.

Shen the Butcher's 20,000 yuan could finally be repaid without any pressure.

This morning, Han Yang woke up from his sleep, took off the Brainwave Control Device, first paused the game boosting orders, and went out with a dagger.

There weren't many people on the street in the early morning. Besides those who had to get up early for work, there was no one else, making it feel a bit deserted. Perhaps this street, and even this city, could only be quiet during the hours of midnight and early morning.

Standing at the doorway and looking around, Han Yang saw that about twenty meters to the left, there were some bloodstains on the corner of the wall that he hadn't seen before, not knowing what had happened there. On the wall to the right, there was a mark that looked like it was made by a knife.

Withdrawing his gaze from observing his surroundings, and confirming that it was safe at the moment, Han Yang headed straight for Aunt Wang's food stall.

"Aunt Wang! A large bowl of beef noodles, add two eggs, and a portion of meat!"

Seeing Han Yang, Aunt Wang's face immediately broke into a smile: "Xiao Yang is here! Sit down, it'll be ready soon!"

Soon, the large bowl of noodles was served. Aunt Wang asked, "Xiao Yang, what are you doing at home? I never see you come out all day."

Han Yang casually replied, "Doing some stuff online, just trying to make a living."

He knew very well that staying cooped up at home all day would be noticed by his neighbors, even if it didn't attract the attention of those with ulterior motives. However, as long as he gave a casual answer, they wouldn't pry further.

In this day and age, it was good enough to live your own life well, to have food to eat and clothes to wear. Who had so much time and energy to meddle in other people's affairs?

Aunt Wang said enviously, "Young people are just smarter. Someone like your Aunt Wang can only work from dawn till dusk to earn a meager living, working herself to death all day and still not earning even 200 yuan. And I still have to feed the whole family and pay for Xiao Lu's schooling."

When mentioning Xiao Lu, Aunt Wang's face was full of smiles. Han Yang also smiled and said, "When Xiao Lu graduates from university and finds a good job in the city, Aunt Wang will be able to enjoy life."

Inside the food stall, Uncle Wang, who was usually silent and only knew how to work diligently, couldn't help but smile on his dark, thin face.

Wang Lu, who was studying at Dajiang University, was the hope of Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang's family.

Eating the noodles in large mouthfuls, a sour smell suddenly came from beside him. Han Yang looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a weathered face walking over, carrying a suitcase.

The middle-aged man's clothes were very old and dirty, but it was clear that he was still trying his best to maintain his appearance, and his back was also trying its best to stay straight.

"Boss, I'll... I'll have a small bowl of plain noodles."

Looking at the meat and eggs in Han Yang's large bowl of noodles, the middle-aged man couldn't help but swallow.

"Coming right up, sit down first, it'll be ready soon."

Aunt Wang still greeted him warmly. The middle-aged man then said somewhat humbly, "Boss, could you give me an extra bowl of... noodle... noodle soup? Just noodle soup is fine."

"Okay, coming right up."

Soon, the small bowl of plain noodles was served, and a large bowl of noodle soup was also brought over. Han Yang's sharp eyes saw that there seemed to be some oil floating on the large bowl of noodle soup, and the noodles in the small bowl of plain noodles were also a bit more than the normal amount.

Aunt Wang is just too kind-hearted.

Han Yang sighed inwardly.

The middle-aged man ate the noodles carefully, in small mouthfuls, as if he was savoring some delicious delicacy.

For some reason, perhaps because he had been eating too well recently, Han Yang didn't have much of an appetite. He couldn't finish the large bowl of noodles, leaving a little less than half. After paying the bill, he saw that Shen the Butcher's shop next door was also open, so he walked towards it.

He turned back inadvertently, only to see that the middle-aged man had come to his original table at some point. When the middle-aged man left, the remaining half bowl of noodles in his bowl was empty.

Han Yang sighed again.

"You're here?"

Seeing Han Yang approach, Shen the Butcher greeted him casually, his hands never stopping as he processed today's pork.

"I'm here. I have some money now, so I'll pay you back."

Shen the Butcher paused and said, "I'm not in a hurry for the money."

"It's okay, I have money now."

Han Yang took out his phone, directly transferred the 20,000 yuan, and then said, "Cut me two catties of meat, and give me 30 yuan worth of braised meat too. I'll come pick it up later."

Just as he was about to leave, Shen the Butcher said in a deep voice, "Someone is watching you."

Han Yang was startled, his heart sank, and he turned around.

"There's a guy who's been hanging around your place lately. He's a stranger, I don't know him."

To avoid trouble, the surveillance cameras Han Yang installed were very hidden, and the range they could monitor was also very small, basically only covering the courtyard and the entrance. He hadn't seen anyone loitering near his house.

It seemed... his strange behavior during this time had indeed attracted the attention of those with ulterior motives.

"Thank you. I'll handle it."

Shen the Butcher was slightly surprised. He had originally thought Han Yang would ask him for help. Then, it would be natural to make a request for him to join the Blue Army.

After a moment of silence, Shen the Butcher said, "Be careful."

Han Yang nodded and turned to leave.

Han Yang knew Shen the Butcher's identity as a member of the Blue Army. In this era, the official definition was that the Blue Army was a genuine evil organization. And the person watching him was at most just a gangster.

An evil organization versus a gangster, it was obvious without thinking that there was an overwhelming advantage. The two sides were not on the same level at all. With his relationship with Shen the Butcher, as long as he asked for help, Shen the Butcher would definitely take action.

However, Han Yang did not want to get too deeply involved with the Blue Army behind Shen the Butcher at this moment. The time was not right, and it was easy to cause hidden dangers. He could handle these minor troubles himself.

Leaving Shen the Butcher's meat shop, Han Yang went to the supermarket not far away and did some shopping there.

He bought a huge pile of things: rice, flour, oil, bread, instant noodles, fruits, vegetables, and so on. When he checked out, it cost over 200 yuan, drawing envious looks from some people around him.

In a slum like the market district, it was rare to see someone spend over 200 yuan at once. Most people bought only what they needed for the day; they could only afford food today if they got paid yesterday.

Back home, after putting away the groceries, Han Yang continued working on the 12 computers while he started thinking.

At this stage, his funds were not yet abundant enough to proceed with the next step of his plan. This meant he had to stay in this small courtyard in the market district for a while longer.

It also meant that the current trouble had to be resolved. Otherwise, even if his secret wasn't exposed, being harassed and extorted by the gang would prevent his plan from moving forward.

After much thought, Han Yang opened the shopping website again and spent a massive sum of over 80,000 yuan to buy a slightly larger four-rotor drone. He also ordered some steel pipes, buckles, and robot parts.

Gritting his teeth, he even bought the upgraded Brainwave Control Device he had been coveting for a long time.