Chen Miemie approached Mrs. Jin once again.
This time, the panic and cowardly fear of death on Mrs. Jin's face had completely vanished.
Her eyes were very calm.
"Congratulations on becoming a Mystic, Mrs. Jin."
"To me, there is no joy in this. I should have risked my life over a decade ago, but I backed down. Now, over a decade later, my husband has paid the price for facing the anomalies in my stead."
"I don't quite understand. Your family is really short on time right now, aren't you? Becoming a Mystic means you can earn more, so what is there to hide? Even if you don't want to fight and kill, there are positions specifically designed for life-support type Mystics."
"I didn't intentionally hide it. It's just that my family has suffered a series of misfortunes recently, and I have to change. I can't be like before, going around bragging whenever something good happens."
Chen Miemie felt she made a valid point.
What exactly counted as hiding? Did not shouting it through a megaphone count as hiding?
With her family undergoing such drastic changes, it was only reasonable for Mrs. Jin to keep a lower profile.
Dr. Hua let out a cold sneer.
"I can hardly watch this anymore. Mrs. Jin, this is your second layer of acting, isn't it? Truly impressive. If you hadn't come to the East District Clinic to ask me about your husband's injuries, I might have actually mistaken you for an ordinary newly-advanced Mystic."
He had inside information?
Chen Miemie quickly chimed in, "Dr. Hua, since you've spoken up, why don't you elaborate?"
"Previously, Mrs. Jin heard about my medical skills and came to find me. I explicitly told her that for an ordinary person like her husband, Mr. Jin, his lost limbs were already gone. To recover them would require a [Mystery] at the level of limb regeneration, which is practically impossible.
The first time, she left.
The second time, she had somehow gotten wind of some news and actively asked me if there was a chance if he were converted into a Bloodkin servant.
I am a doctor, so I couldn't lie to her. I told her that it was possible for a servant converted by a Bloodkin with a [Mystery] of 6 or above.
She left with a joyful look on her face."
Just as Dr. Hua finished speaking.
On the third floor of the South District building, the door to Mrs. Jin's apartment was smashed open by a group of burly men.
Five minutes later.
News arrived: traces of Bloodkin had been found in Mrs. Jin's home.
"How is that possible? How could my home have..." Mrs. Jin was stunned.
Dr. Hua twisted the knife, "Mrs. Jin, the alien races only want to use you. The Bloodkin have a habit of leaving a mark in their prey's nest. I presume that's the kind of mark in your home."
The calmness on Mrs. Jin's face was shattered once again. She collapsed to the ground, seemingly having lost all hope, muttering under her breath continuously, "Impossible, they couldn't have lied to me, impossible."
Chen Miemie felt a wave of speechlessness.
Mrs. Jin was increasing the difficulty for him.
She was originally just a simple neighborhood lady; wouldn't it have been fine to just maintain her shallow, show-off persona? Why did she have to add so much drama for herself at this critical moment?
From her initial bluffing, to her calm and gloomy demeanor in the middle, and now to her total breakdown, she had displayed three different layers of faces in just a few minutes of screen time.
This was a battlefield, a battlefield where people had been fighting and killing all day. No one comforted Mrs. Jin as she sat on the ground.
She took quite a while to recover herself. Coming back to her senses, she looked around.
It was unclear whether she was speaking to herself or asking the others:
"So, I was deceived. There is absolutely no hope left, is there?"
Chen Miemie walked over and helped her up.
"Not necessarily. First, tell us what they wanted you to do."
"What to do? Heh, I'm just an outsider who luckily obtained [Mystery]. What could I possibly do? It was nothing more than providing a hiding place and helping to cover for them."
Chen Miemie sighed, "That's a pity. What you did was completely disproportionate to the expected reward. Setting aside their credibility, it's obvious they never intended to pay up."
Just providing a place to stay and running interference, and she expected a [Mystery] 6 entity to take action in return? And asking them to come into a hostile human city to do it, at that? It was simply a fantasy.
"Mrs. Jin, stop hiding your watch. I've already seen it. They sent you another message, didn't they? Let me guess, they must have said that if you destroy the seal, they will honor the deal, right?"
"Yes."
"And what do you think?"
"I won't believe them anymore."
That was what she said, but the large crowd of people around her didn't dare to fully trust Mrs. Jin.
Just like Liu Bo from before, no matter how small the chance, it was still a lifesaving straw. A drowning person struggling in the water had no other choice but to grab onto it desperately, refusing to let go even unto death.
At this moment, the official from earlier squeezed out of the crowd again.
He shouted loudly at Dr. Hua: "The Triumvirate Council has agreed to your demands. They have already broadcasted the trial draft of the Prohibition of Organ Trafficking and Transplantation Act to the entire city. You can check your watch. Please rest assured, no matter what, this matter will be fully implemented."
Dr. Hua looked at his watch, a satisfied and relieved smile appearing on his face.
"Then I have no regrets."
Chen Miemie also saw the public message mass-sent by the municipal government, thinking to himself that in extraordinary times, their efficiency was truly high.
Chen Miemie and Dr. Hua exchanged a glance.
Then, Chen Miemie shouted into the air.
"[Trial], I choose Mrs. Jin to repair the seal."
Chen Miemie's choice exceeded everyone's expectations.
The current Mrs. Jin was clearly untrustworthy; her home had already harbored aliens! Meanwhile, Dr. Hua had a well-known reputation for medical ethics, his core demands had been met, and he was visibly reliable.
The official on the side grew anxious, "Chen Miemie, what are you doing? The terms have been negotiated, choose Dr. Hua!"
Chen Miemie snorted coldly, "So noisy. I am the decision-maker. Drag this person away."
The East District's Commander-in-Chief, the cube-headed Fina, was very supportive of her own people. With a wave of her hand, the official was pulled away.
The scene, which had originally been filled with a low murmur of discussion, fell silent once again.
The Big Three, far away at other seal points, did not send anyone else to jump out and stop him.
To the Big Three and their think tanks, why Bishop Jing chose Chen Miemie as the trialist was in itself an unsolved mystery.
Therefore, no matter what stance Chen Miemie took or what decision he made, they wouldn't be surprised, nor could they stop it.
Mrs. Jin received an inquiry from the [Trial], asking if she was willing to accept Chen Miemie's choice.
She looked at Chen Miemie with hollow eyes:
"Why do you think I would abandon my family and go to my death to save others? Why do you believe in me?"
Chen Miemie lowered his head slightly:
"It might be a bit cruel to say this, but reality is cruel. You are a mother, and your child still has to live in a human city. You should want him to be the child of a hero, not the child of a traitor."
Mrs. Jin's eyes were red. "I hope my husband can receive lifelong medical assistance, that my family's external debts from the convoy losses can be cleared, and that my child, Xiao Jin, can receive a good education and have a good job in the future."
"He will. The medical care and debts will both be resolved. If Xiao Jin becomes a Mystic, a good society will take him in. Even if he doesn't manage to graduate, he will still become a manager among the peripheral members."
"Can you represent the city administration or the Society? That Dr. Hua from earlier didn't trust them."
"No one can back out of a promise I make. In the name of Chen Miemie, I guarantee you that all the aforementioned promises will be fulfilled."
After five seconds of silence.
"Alright, I accept the choice."
Mrs. Jin walked step by step toward the [Magic Mirror].
Chen Miemie asked softly from behind, "I have always addressed you as Mrs. Jin. As a hero of the city, what is your real name?"
Mrs. Jin's footsteps paused slightly.
"I was with my Mr. Jin for twenty years. I followed him as we enjoyed exquisite delicacies, wore fine jewelry, and flaunted our status in front of others.
I decided long ago that in this life, I would share in his wealth and glory, just as I would share in his poverty and destitution.
I had originally hoped we could endure the bitter days together, but sadly, there is no chance for that anymore.
Just let my name be Mrs. Jin."

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”

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s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."

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.”