Xu Mo was well aware that dexterity is not something that can be acquired overnight.
In the blink of an eye, it was impossible to develop such fast hand speed.
From this perspective, it seemed quite difficult to quietly steal the gemstone from the exhibition hall.
Xu Mo kept staring at the hand-drawn map on the coffee table without uttering a word.
Yang Jingxuan, who was beside Xu Mo, made a suggestion.
"It's indeed challenging to steal the gemstone without raising suspicion. In my opinion... why don't we just go for a direct snatch? Let's make a bomb and do it like we did when we robbed the bank last time!"
Her proposal immediately received support from Li Jiaxin and An Youyi.
"Yes, snatch it!" An Youyi nodded repeatedly.
She had come to participate in this program with the purpose of seeking excitement.
When it comes to excitement, snatching is definitely more thrilling than stealing!
As for Li Jiaxin, there was no need to mention it.
As someone with an off-the-charts combat power, she definitely advocated for solving everything through violence.
If they could snatch it, why bother with the effort of stealing?
Moreover, everyone knew that Xu Mo had employed this tactic when he robbed the bank last time.
And he succeeded.
The fact that he succeeded indicated that this method was highly feasible.
Since they were successful last time, they would definitely succeed this time as well.
Upon hearing Yang Jingxuan's suggestion, Xu Mo really considered it for a moment.
If they went for a direct snatch, it could work.
As long as the fake bomb they made could intimidate everyone at the scene.
Moreover, compared to the bank robbery, snatching at the exhibition hall would be simpler.
After all, this time, Xu Mo possessed god-tier lock-picking skills and he knew the location of the gemstone.
As long as he could intimidate everyone.
He could retrieve the gemstone from the locked display case on his own.
So, the difficulty of snatching at the exhibition hall was even lower than that of robbing a bank.
And because Xu Mo could pick locks, it would also save a lot of time.
"No, that won't work!" Xu Mo suddenly recalled some small details he had observed at the exhibition hall.
"Why won't it work?" Yang Jingxuan stared at Xu Mo with a puzzled expression.
After locking eyes with Yang Jingxuan, Xu Mo slowly spoke up.
"I just remembered something. I observed the hands of those security guards at the exhibition hall. They have calluses on the base of their right thumbs and index fingers."
Yang Jingxuan instinctively took over the conversation, "What does calluses on the base of their thumbs indicate? Did they rub it too much?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao: "..."
An Youyi: "..."
Li Jiaxin: "..."
Not to mention the three of them, even Xu Mo was completely speechless.
What kind of thought process was this?
And how did it become related to calluses on the base of their thumbs?
Sighing, Xu Mo explained.
"It's not just the calluses on their thumbs, it's on the base of their right thumbs and index fingers. What I mean is, these people must have handled guns. While a fake bomb might be enough to deceive ordinary people, using it to deceive a group of people who have encountered real weapons carries too much risk. They might be able to tell if the bomb is real or fake at a glance."
"If we were to snatch the gemstone at the exhibition hall like we did when we robbed the bank last time, and if the fake bomb gets exposed by the security guards..."
Speaking of this, Xu Mo didn't continue and instead chose to shrug his shoulders.
Although Xu Mo didn't say it explicitly, all four of them understood his meaning.
If the fake bomb wasn't discovered, it would be fine.
But once it was discovered, they would definitely be apprehended by the security guards and sent to the police station on charges of disrupting public order.
In that case, wouldn't the investigation team have an easy win?
"Well, if that's the case, it seems like this method might not work," Zhou Qiaoqiao said, pinching her chin.
"Since we can't rob, we can only resort to theft," An Youyi furrowed her brow. "But how do we steal it? It's not easy to discreetly take it out without attracting attention."
Just then, Li Jiaxin, who had been quiet all along, suddenly spoke up.
"If only we had an EMP pulse bomb, all electronic devices would instantly malfunction. The surveillance in the exhibition hall, the security gates, the electronic locks on the display cases—everything would be useless. We could take advantage of the chaos, open the damaged display cases, take out the gemstones, and leave while everyone is distracted."
Before anyone could respond, Li Jiaxin herself smiled wryly and rejected her own idea.
"But we don't have an EMP bomb, and there's no way we can get our hands on one."
Xu Mo thought to himself that obtaining an EMP bomb wasn't impossible.
There was a previous system reward that included such an item.
He just didn't choose it at the time.
But speaking of EMP bombs...
Xu Mo suddenly had an idea.
Smiling, he looked at the four of them and said, "I have a plan."
"What plan?"
In the next moment, Xu Mo leaned in mysteriously close to the four of them and whispered his plan.
Regarding the other aspects of this plan, none of the four had any objections.
Except for one point.
It made all four of them feel uneasy for a moment, even doubting Xu Mo.
"You can pick locks too? You can open the electronic locks on the display cases?" they asked incredulously.
Xu Mo nodded.
"What can't be opened? Despite being electronic locks, the principle is more or less the same. It's just using electronic components to control the latch. As long as you can find the right position, you can open it just the same."
Although Xu Mo said that.
The four still wore expressions of disbelief.
Xu Mo can pick locks too?
When did he learn that?
If they remembered correctly, he never mentioned having this lock-picking skill before.
And even if Xu Mo had learned lock-picking for a while and had the ability to open most locks at will...
His plan would still be far from achievable.
After all, in this plan, Xu Mo had to open not just any lock but the electronic locks on the display cases at the exhibition hall.
Despite Xu Mo's pleasant words about electronic locks and regular locks having similar principles and being opened with the same methods, the four knew deep down.
This kind of lock couldn't be opened by someone who had just learned lock-picking for a short period of time.
Even a master locksmith who had been picking locks for decades probably couldn't open it.
Apart from the four, the online audience also expressed doubts about Xu Mo's lock-picking abilities.
"Xu Mo can pick locks? That's impossible, isn't lock-picking difficult to learn?"
"Where is it difficult to learn? I have learned it with a friend. It's the kind of yellow lock that is easiest to open, just a wire can unlock it. It takes about ten minutes to learn how to open that kind of lock."
"Xu Mo is not trying to open the easiest yellow lock, he wants to open an electronic lock at the exhibition. Can you learn how to open that in just ten minutes?"
"My dad is a locksmith, he has been in this profession for over twenty years. I just asked him, and he said he can't open the electronic lock at the exhibition."
"That's right, I testify to that. I am his dad, and I told him that."
"What the hell, I'm your dad!"
"..."
"Are you sure you can still pick locks?" After a long silence, Zhou Qiaoqiao asked with a frown.
Could it be that Xu Mo is not only skilled at picking locks but also an expert in various criminal techniques, a super hacker?
Xu Mo chose not to answer Zhou Qiaoqiao's question but instead looked at An Youyi.
He planned to demonstrate it directly.
After all, saying it verbally wouldn't be very convincing.
"Do you have a safe at home?"
"Yes."
"Do you have instant noodles?"
"Yes, we do."
...

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.”

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!