Qin Yu finally recounted everything he had experienced in this incident in its entirety.
After finishing his account, Qin Yu added one more sentence.
"Before this incident, I’d never had such an experience. And after it, all those sensations completely vanished.
Director, please believe me..."
Qin Yu grew anxious, already regretting having revealed the truth.
But Zhuang Duanyang raised his hand.
"Don’t worry. I believe you."
Zhuang Duanyang took out his phone and dialed a number.
The call was answered almost immediately.
"Hey, Old Zhuang, wasn’t this already settled?"
"Yes, it’s settled, but there might be some things you’d find interesting. Can you send someone over?"
There was a brief silence on the other end before the reply came.
"Alright, I’ll send someone."
"Good. These things are only within your expertise."
After hanging up, Zhuang Duanyang turned to Qin Yu, speaking softly to reassure him.
"Don’t worry about me thinking you’re insane.
Let me give you some background. There are many secrets in this world that ordinary people can’t comprehend—or perhaps just science that hasn’t been explained yet. Like what you encountered.
Our country has had a special department since its founding. They aren’t listed in any public records, but they exist, and they’ve been protecting this nation all along."
Hearing this, Qin Yu abruptly stood up.
"Could it be... the legendary 749 Bureau?!"
"What 749 Bureau? That’s just nonsense for kids. They’re called Yan Huang Awakening. How’s that for patriotic?"
He paused, a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.
"If I hadn’t stumbled upon a tricky case back then, I wouldn’t have known these guys existed either.
Anyway, stop overthinking it."
Zhuang Duanyang relaxed his posture, waving a hand dismissively.
"Once the Yan Huang Awakening people arrive, you’ll understand."
—System: Even the most meticulous calculations can’t achieve perfection. Just as Zhuge Liang couldn’t extend his life at Wuzhang Plains—
As Xu Haoming had predicted, the second round of the provincial competition was postponed to the following week.
The reason given was to accommodate the psychological state of the competing students.
Though incidents like this were rare, the competition committee wanted to avoid further issues.
Especially since the experimental school was still under lockdown.
So, naturally, the Guangba team rested for the night before returning to Yangcheng on Sunday.
Because of the incident, Director Huang also granted everyone an extra day off.
After all, they were all promising competitors—they deserved proper rest.
Lying in bed, Lin Mo sensed the spiritual mark he’d placed on Qin Yu.
Qin Yu had been at the police station the whole time.
Though it wasn’t exactly convenient, he had to stay to resolve the matter.
After a moment’s thought, Lin Mo glanced at Tong Dong, asleep in the adjacent bed.
He raised a hand, releasing a wisp of spiritual energy to deepen Tong Dong’s slumber.
Then, he made his way to the Pengcheng Police Station.
But when he swept the area with his spiritual sense, he noticed something unusual.
Qin Yu was lying on a table, with two people standing on either side of him.
They were discussing something.
"Officer Qin, please don’t resist. If you struggle subconsciously during the mind-dive, it could cause irreversible brain damage—you might end up a vegetable in seconds."
Qin Yu paled at the warning.
"Is this really necessary?"
The woman who mentioned the mind-dive wore glasses, her hair a chaotic mess of faded colors, like a discolored lizard.
"Relax, it’s just a joke. But if you resist, the mind-dive will take a lot more effort, so I need your cooperation."
With that, the punk-styled woman pressed a hand against Qin Yu’s head.
Ten seconds later, she suddenly withdrew, gasping for breath.
The other person—a cold-faced man in a suit—promptly asked, "Well?"
The woman seemed to be processing something before blurting out, "Holy shit, this is insane."
She grabbed a stack of reports from the table, flipping through them rapidly.
They were medical assessments of the injuries.
"This guy can communicate telepathically and control metal. It’s like Professor X and Magneto combined."
She looked almost manic.
But the suit-wearing man simply pulled out a notebook and jotted something down.
"Multiple abilities, then? The telepathy seems limited to communication—no direct mind control. As for metal manipulation, it’s probably not too advanced either, or he could’ve just made them shoot each other."
At this point, Qin Yu sat up from the table.
Timidly, he raised a hand.
"Actually... the impression I got was that he could’ve wiped them out instantly. But he needed a solution that wouldn’t draw attention."
Hearing this, the previously expressionless man’s eyes flickered with interest.
"Good point."
He added another note.
"Low-key, avoids unnecessary attention, non-lethal. Threat level assessed as E. Recommend further contact."
After recording his thoughts, the man put away the notebook and handed Qin Yu a business card.
"That concludes our investigation. If he contacts you again, mention Yan Huang Awakening. We could use someone like him for the nation’s cause."
Qin Yu took the card hesitantly. "What if he doesn’t reach out?"
The man stayed silent.
The punk woman laughed. "Then don’t bother calling us."
They packed up their things, taking the documents with them as they headed for the door.
Only after they left did Zhuang Duanyang walk in, patting Qin Yu’s shoulder reassuringly.
"Alright, don’t dwell on it. Go get some rest. No matter what, you’re still the hero of our Third Criminal Division, understand?"
Qin Yu still felt a sense of loss.
But he didn’t think he’d done anything wrong.
He knew he couldn’t handle the weight of being a "hero."
That’s why he’d confessed—because keeping it hidden might have led him down a darker path.
Zhuang Duanyang walked over.
"Relax. I’ve already spoken to the higher-ups about your situation. Your integrity impressed them. You can accept this honor with a clear conscience."
"Thank you, Director." Qin Yu still seemed dazed.
Outside the police station, Lin Mo withdrew his gaze.
Qin Yu’s exposure wasn’t a big deal.
It just meant one less safeguard.
But now, Lin Mo was far more intrigued by Yan Huang Awakening.
So this world did have its share of hidden wonders after all.
Yan Huang Awakening, huh?
Interesting.
Lin Mo hovered mid-air, tailing the two who had just left the station.
They got into a car and drove straight to the hospital.
Seemed they planned to interrogate those Southeast Asian thugs next.
Lin Mo wanted to witness the mind-dive for himself.
How different was it from soul-searching?
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
