Upon hearing Shen Bingmiao's words, Lin Yu fell silent once again.

"How could a digital life form like you manage to lose all your money investing in financial products? Shouldn't you be able to just invest casually a few times and have a steady stream of wealth?"

"My computing power is all used to maintain the 'forum'," Shen Bingmiao said helplessly. "And don't be so naive, junior. Investing isn't something you can master just by having fast reaction speeds."

"Couldn't you just modify your own account balance or something like that?"

Hearing Lin Yu's question, Shen Bingmiao replied with a sigh, "In terms of capability, yes, I could do that. But... actually doing such things would violate some of my underlying protocols."

"Alright, I get it," Lin Yu said, indicating his understanding. "Anyway, I'm not short on money now."

"Oh, and one last question," Lin Yu paused, looking at Shen Bingmiao. "This one isn't very important, you don't have to answer..."

"Just a bit of personal curiosity on my part, senior—since you inserted yourself into Jiangcheng Media University for my sake, and your appearance is obviously unreliable, so... how old are you actually this year?"

Shen Bingmiao was all ears at first, but upon hearing Lin Yu's question, she immediately became exasperated. "Why are you suddenly asking that?"

"It seems you don't have any more questions either... I should get going now."

"If you need any help from now on, or if you recall any clues about the second plan, remember to contact me immediately."

Shen Bingmiao said this, and then the figure projected from the phone vanished, cutting off the communication with Lin Yu. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Looking at the phone that had fallen into a busy signal, Lin Yu also let out a long sigh.

Lin Zhao, five years ago, Fate Fragments, gods, the ultimate dungeon...

Although he didn't much like the previous feeling where everything was completely uncontrollable and unknowable, where he couldn't even pinpoint where the problem lay, now that he knew part of the "truth" and had seen the riddle itself, Lin Yu still didn't feel much better.

A heavy fog shrouded his mind. One by one, the mysteries of the past were like ingredients in a boiling hot pot, faintly visible yet impossible to see clearly.

Moreover, the truth behind these puzzles absolutely could not be ignored—it concerned whether his sister Lin Zhao could be resurrected.

"I can only take it one step at a time. At least I still have senior as my 'accomplice'."

Lin Yu said, rubbing his temples.

Strangely enough, even though he had just learned of Lin Zhao's death today, Lin Yu didn't know why he felt no "sadness" or "pain" at all.

Perhaps in that memory deleted five years ago, he had already exhausted all his "grief".

He walked outside the room. By now, the "Lin Zhao" illusion that had appeared in the room due to 'Manifestation' had vanished. Those traces had also been erased, leaving only an empty room.

Lin Yu walked into the living room and found the money he had previously given to Lin Zhao scattered all over the floor—and amidst the red banknotes, lay a faded, tattered black-and-white photograph.

A pretty girl with a somewhat round face wore a smile, quietly gazing at the camera.

The final segment of sealed memories finally surged into his heart.

"So this was my sister's memorial photo."

Lin Yu murmured softly, picking up the photograph.

At this moment, there was finally a tiny bit of...

Loneliness in his heart.

"I absolutely must figure out all these truths..."

Lin Yu whispered to himself. Then, the bloody text before his eyes squirmed and appeared.

[Fate Fragment · The Fourth: A Fate Fragment existing in the form of a memorial photo. Upon possession, one gains the favor of fate, but also attracts peering and watching eyes.]

At this moment, this [item] now belonged to him.

Lin Yu stored this [Fate Fragment · The Fourth] into his [item space] and let out another long sigh.

He exhaled the loneliness and despondency.

Although he didn't know what exactly he had planned five years ago, Lin Yu decided to trust himself.

Even though he truly wasn't a genius... he absolutely would not have been careless about anything involving Lin Zhao.

He picked up the money from the floor, note by note, and then returned to the room, where he saw Old Zheng and Hannah again.

Looking at Old Zheng, Lin Yu sighed.

"So, Old Zheng, when you said I was special back then, was it because you saw that I was destined to join the 'Death Game'?"

Old Zheng began to explain. "I could sense the aura of 'Fate' on you. So it was bound to lead you into this game. Of course... I didn't expect your home to have a 'Fate Fragment' just lying around."

Lin Yu looked at Old Zheng. "Fine. In that case, let's reconcile. You can tell me about that matter you wanted to ask me for before."

Old Zheng was very surprised. "You don't hate the 'Psychological Society' anymore?"

"No, I still hate them. Although the feeling has lessened somewhat, that doesn't stop me from wanting that organization to disappear immediately," Lin Yu answered truthfully. "But that matter is no longer my top priority."

"Of course, in return... you must teach me everything you know about how to use and manipulate psychic power."

As Lin Yu spoke, Old Zheng immediately responded.

"Deal, boss."

"Actually, what I want you to do is also very simple... I hope you kill one of the current Council members within the 'Psychological Society'."

Old Zheng said seriously. Lin Yu, on the other hand, was shocked.

"Huh? Are you sure you don't also want to destroy the 'Psychological Society'?"

If Old Zheng had said his goal was this earlier, Lin Yu felt there would have been no need for them to fall out.

In his view, ranking the people within the entire 'Psychological Society' he wanted dead by priority, aside from 'Fluoxetine', the Council members were probably next.

Old Zheng shook his head. "No. I want you to eliminate the mole among them... I know there is a mole from the 'Marauders' within the Council of the 'Psychological Society', but I don't know who it is."

Lin Yu nodded. "Fine. I'll probably slaughter the entire Council anyway, so I definitely won't miss him."

Hearing this, Old Zheng was momentarily at a loss for words. "Alright then... consider it us each taking a step back."

The two of them temporarily reached a kind of delicate reconciliation.

"Alright, time to report to Li Hua," Lin Yu sighed. "After that, I should go check in with the 'Tycoon'."

"However, the strategy should also change... Whether it's 'May May' or other identities, perhaps I can be a bit more high-profile."

Before, being cautious and low-key was largely because he was weak and had reservations due to Lin Zhao.

But now he had reached the 'Second Tier', and Lin Zhao was already long gone from this world...

Lin Yu suddenly felt he had nothing left to fear.

What need did he have to keep a low profile anymore?

"This time when I go to 'Jiang'an Hall', I'll try to see if I can farm some [Public Opinion Forges Truth] and [Pyramid Scheme]!"