Chapter 202
Gu Ran stared at his phone screen, his fingertips hovering over the forum link for three seconds.
The faint blue light from the screen reflected on his face, revealing no hint of his emotions.
The text message Chen Jing sent was very long, and anxiety bled through the lines.
Gu Ran skimmed it and understood the whole story.
Endure humiliation? Rely on strength to slap their faces?
If it were a simple competition, he would respect Ye Zhenzhen's choice.
But this kind of despicable sexually explicit rumor-mongering had already crossed the bottom line.
Reasoning with rats hiding in the gutter was useless.
Stomping them to death was the greatest mercy he could offer them.
Brother Gu, what are you looking at? Why do you look so awful?
Zhang Qi, who was playing a game, took off his headphones and asked seriously.
Gu Ran did not speak. He opened his dial pad and entered three numbers.
1, 1, 0.
Hello, is this 110? I want to report a crime.
Gu Ran's voice was not loud, but it clearly echoed throughout Dorm 404.
Someone at Qinglin University is publicly fabricating facts on the internet to defame another person. The number of forwards has already exceeded five hundred.
The views have broken ten thousand, causing an extremely severe social impact. I am a family member of the victim, and I request that the police intervene immediately.
Li Ming, who was drinking water, spat it out with a pfft and stared at Gu Ran with wide eyes.
Holy crap? Brother Gu, what happened that it actually reached the point of calling the police?
Gu Ran hung up the phone and replied.
Someone is spreading rumors on the forum.
The two of them quickly opened the forum, and those few bolded and red-highlighted rumor threads instantly caught their eyes.
Two minutes later.
Damn it! Who is this? Their mouth is so foul! You can tell at a glance that sister-in-law isn't that kind of person!
Exactly! Spreading rumors about a girl, this is way too low. Call the cops!
The young man slowly and methodically straightened his collar.
Adults have adult ways of solving things, and one must learn to use legal means to protect their rights. If the school can't teach her manners, the police will.
...
About twenty minutes later, a sharp police siren pierced the tranquility of Qinglin University's afternoon.
A blue and white police car drove directly to the downstairs of the School of Economics and Management's boys' dormitory.
Two police officers in uniform quickly walked upstairs and headed straight for 404.
It was lunch break, and the corridor was full of students peering out curiously.
Who is Gu Ran?
The police officer stood at the door and asked in a businesslike tone.
I am.
Gu Ran stood up.
As the person reporting the case, come back to the station with us to make a statement and assist in gathering evidence.
The police officer glanced at Gu Ran and spoke routinely.
Because it involved gathering evidence for a cyber case, the procedure indeed required the person who reported it to make a trip.
Gu Ran nodded and walked out with a calm expression.
When this scene fell into the eyes of the onlookers who didn't know the truth, it became a completely different story.
Holy crap! Gu Ran was taken away by the police!
The police came directly to his door to arrest him? What did this guy do?
This is going to be exciting. Getting arrested right after school starts, this is a first for our Qinglin University, right?
In the crowd, Qin Zhaoyang held his phone, his hands shaking with excitement.
He had just been smoking in the stairwell, and as soon as he came out, he happened to see Gu Ran getting into the police car.
Click! Click!
He took several photos in a row and immediately sent them to the class and grade group chats.
What goes around comes around! A certain show-off has finally crashed and burned! Awesome job, police!
After sending the message, Qin Zhaoyang still felt unsatisfied.
He looked in the direction the police car was leaving and felt it looked familiar.
Nanshan Station? Isn't that my dad's territory?
Isn't this just throwing himself into the net!
He quickly found an empty corner and dialed his father Qin Weiguo's phone.
Dad! Are you busy? I wanted to ask you something. Did your station just go to our school to arrest a student named Gu Ran?
On the other end of the phone, Qin Weiguo was processing documents and sounded a bit impatient.
There seems to have been a dispatch, what's wrong? Is he your classmate?
Hey, what classmate, he's just a hooligan!
Qin Zhaoyang exaggerated the story.
Dad, this guy usually acts like a tyrant at school. This time he went in, it definitely isn't a small matter. You have to have someone 'interrogate' him properly, absolutely do not let him out easily!
Qin Weiguo frowned.
Alright, I know what to do. Stop staring at others all day, manage yourself well.
Hanging up the phone, the smile on Qin Zhaoyang's face simply could not be contained.
Gu Ran, oh Gu Ran, you've finally fallen into my hands. This time, even if you don't die, I'll make you shed a layer of skin!
...
Meanwhile, in the administration building.
When counselor Su Qing received the news, the thermos in her hand almost fell to the floor.
What? Gu Ran was taken away by the police?!
Others might not be clear, but she knew Gu Ran's background.
That was a privileged figure the principal specifically instructed to look after.
If something happened to him, her career as a counselor would be over.
Su Qing dared not delay and jogged all the way into the principal's office.
Half a minute later, the principal's roar echoed through the corridor.
What do you mean you don't know the reason?! Hurry up and ask! I'll call Old Gu right now!
The principal took a deep breath and dialed Gu Xiangcheng's private number.
County A, Police Chief's Office.
Gu Xiangcheng had just finished a meeting. Seeing the caller ID, he picked up with a smile.
What's wrong, Principal Wang? Did that boy cause trouble in school?
Well... Old Gu, Gu Ran was taken away by the people from the Nanshan Police Station!
What?
Gu Xiangcheng's smile abruptly vanished.
For what reason?
It seems to be related to a cyber case...
Gu Xiangcheng's heart skipped a beat.
No one knows a son better than his father. His first reaction was, did this kid cross some red line while making games?
But he quickly calmed down.
Gu Ran always acted with a sense of propriety; he wouldn't make such a low-level mistake.
Alright, I understand.
Hanging up the phone, Gu Xiangcheng flipped through his phone book.
He directly dialed the number of Li Jianguo, the chief of the Nanning District Public Security Bureau in Qinglin City, who was the direct superior of the Nanshan Police Station and an old comrade-in-arms.
Old Li, I have something I need to trouble you to look into. My boy was just taken away by your Nanshan Station.
I don't know the specific situation, but if he broke the law, you should arrest him and sentence him as required, absolutely no leniency.
Gu Xiangcheng paused, and his tone suddenly shifted, carrying a bit of fierce protectiveness over his own.
But if someone is bullying my Gu family, Old Li, you know my temper.
On the other end of the phone, Li Jianguo knew the gravity of the situation.
Gu Xiangcheng was usually a smiling man, but once he showed this kind of tone, he was absolutely ready to bite.
Old Gu, don't worry about this! We will absolutely enforce the law impartially! I'll investigate right now!
...

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”