"Sounds like quite the headache-inducing individual. While I expected her to be powerful, scheming against a Fourth Tier player while only at Second Tier..."

"That's genuinely troublesome."

Lin Yu sighed.

Old Zheng began explaining: "Actually... I wasn't truly Fourth Tier. Although I could deploy the 'Heart Domain,' I was more at the half-step 'Fourth Tier' stage... or you could say 'Third Tier' peak perfection!"

Hearing this description, Lin Yu felt somewhat helpless: "You've certainly read your share of web novels..."

Old Zheng didn't deny it: "What's wrong with having hobbies? Reading web novels isn't illegal."

Then, he steered the conversation back from his personal interests: "Alright... let's return to Fluoxetine. Although that young woman didn't confront me directly, her meticulous planning and reckless actions still mark her as an exceptionally rare genius. I don't feel wronged losing to her."

"Of course, her peculiarities don't end there... Do you know how she entered the 'Death Game'?"

As Old Zheng spoke, Lin Yu grew intrigued.

"Is that particularly unusual too?"

Old Zheng nodded: "Yes, she committed suicide."

Even though Lin Yu had prepared himself mentally, he still froze momentarily: "What?"

"Correct, she killed herself—I reviewed her files back then. This person entered the 'Death Game' after taking her own life."

Lin Yu stared at the brain before him, finding it unbelievable: "You're not joking, are you?"

"Doesn't the 'Death Game' only accept people with strong desires to live...? If she voluntarily gave up her life, how could she meet the criteria?"

Old Zheng's brain trembled slightly: "I found it hard to believe too, but it's absolutely true—even after abandoning her life, her will to survive still met the 'Death Game's standards."

"Therefore, she's also the most unpredictable player... Each player's 'reason for wanting to live' is actually a crucial part of how we assess their potential. But Fluoxetine's entry method makes it difficult to determine why she wants to survive..." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"We can't even figure out why she aligns with our 'Psychological Society's philosophy—at least we hadn't back then, not sure if there's been progress since."

Old Zheng lamented, his tone filled with reminiscence.

Clearly, Fluoxetine had left quite an impression on him.

Lin Yu nodded: "I see..."

Old Zheng exhaled: "Anyway, if it were any other operative, I'd say you could make your move earlier... but since it's Fluoxetine, you'd better focus on developing your strength first!"

"How many dungeons have you completed? What's your current tier?"

Old Zheng asked, and Lin Yu shrugged.

"My next dungeon will be the seventh, and I'm currently First Tier."

Although Old Zheng might potentially break free from him in the future, Lin Yu felt...

Since this brain was currently his [item], hiding information served no purpose.

So, he answered honestly.

"You only completed six dungeons before matching with mine, and you even finished a Promotion Trial? What kind of monster are you?" Old Zheng exclaimed in amazement. "When are you advancing to Second Tier?"

Hearing Old Zheng's words, Lin Yu glanced at the floating blood-red text in his vision.

"You actually reminded me of something..."

"Next dungeon."

[Time until next game latest start: 06 days 22 hours 55 minutes]

[Note: During your next game dungeon, you will receive an additional 'Promotion Trial' mission.]

Lin Yu spoke up: "Technically, I should have received it during your dungeon, but for some reason... it got delayed by one dungeon."

Old Zheng processed this, his brain bouncing on the table: "What the hell? You reached First Tier in your third dungeon? And passed?!"

"Then in your seventh dungeon... you're already advancing to Second Tier?"

Lin Yu spread his hands: "I don't know how it happened either, but... that's the situation."

Old Zheng thought for a long time, seemingly verifying whether Lin Yu was joking.

Although unclear how a lone brain perceived the external world, Lin Yu was certain Old Zheng had just scrutinized him from head to toe.

Finally, Old Zheng spoke again: "I take back what I said earlier... compared to you, Fluoxetine isn't that abnormal."

"By the way, your S-rank... is too low. If it were me, I'd give you S+."

Old Zheng marveled.

Lin Yu smiled: "Thanks for the compliment."

"Anyway, I'll be consulting you frequently about 'Psychological Society' matters from now on."

As he spoke, Lin Yu took out the [Cyber Ghost's Electronic Coffin], preparing to respond to messages from other identities—this had become part of his weekly routine.

But just as he pulled out his phone, it vibrated.

On May's phone, Good Night was calling him via voice chat.

Lin Yu slightly furrowed his brows.

Why was he calling so suddenly?

Was there some emergency?

Something wrong with my report?

That shouldn't be the case.

Pressing the speakerphone button, Lin Yu answered Good Night's call.

"Hello, Captain Good Night, what's up?"

Good Night's voice came through: "Dammit, are you asleep? Can you come out?"

"I can come out, but..."

Lin Yu's tone carried some unspoken hesitation.

"Ah damn, I know it's somewhat unreasonable, but it's an emergency. Can you get to... let me check, get to the Tom Supermarket on Old Alley Road as soon as possible."

"I'll explain the details when you arrive."

Good Night said, and Lin Yu nodded.

"Alright, I'll head over immediately."

Then, Lin Yu hung up.

"What could it be in the middle of the night?"

Lin Yu muttered, but still slung his backpack over his shoulder preparing to leave.

He didn't put Old Zheng back into storage, instead stuffing him into the backpack.

At the same time, Lin Yu also tucked Hannah inside.

"Disguise this brain properly."

"Ribbit! Understood!"

As a "ring-bound elder mentor," this guy had extensive experience. Keeping him constantly stored in the [item space] felt like such a waste to Lin Yu.

Whenever conditions allowed, of course he should carry it around constantly to use as an encyclopedia and strategy guide!

A single brain wasn't particularly heavy anyway.

Lin Yu shouldered his backpack and opened his bedroom door.

Just as he prepared to sneak out quietly...

*Click!*

The suddenly illuminated dining room light froze Lin Yu in place.

Lin Zhao emerged from the kitchen holding a bowl of instant noodles, looking surprised at Lin Yu.

"Where are you going at this hour?"

Lin Yu's mind raced, quickly responding.

"Well... there's an emergency filming task. One of the videos I shot earlier got taken down, so they want me to reshoot one."

As Lin Yu spoke, Lin Zhao stirred the noodles in her bowl with chopsticks, making sticky sounds.

"Oh... money sure isn't easy to earn!"

"Maybe we should just quit this job. It's not like your big sister can't handle working!"

Lin Yu smiled: "How could we do that? Besides the money... it's also a great opportunity."

"Alright, sis, I'm heading out now."

Seeing that Lin Zhao had been successfully fooled, Lin Yu quickly dashed out, not giving her time to think more carefully.

The excuse was improvised—he genuinely feared further questions would expose him!

Who knew why Lin Zhao, who usually maintained regular sleep patterns, had suddenly gotten up to eat instant noodles in the middle of the night.

After leaving home, Old Zheng's voice came from the backpack.

"Was that woman your sister?"

"What about it?"

Lin Yu asked somewhat irritably.

"Nothing, just... she's quite attractive."

Old Zheng marveled: "A real beauty."