City C.
Zhao Lin, who had been anxiously waiting, once again knocked on the boss's door. "Boss..."
The boss had just hung up the phone, and looking at him, said, "Mr. Jiang has already started."
Zhao Lin's face immediately lit up with surprise. "He's already here?"
"Don't ask about that. Anyway, there will definitely be a result regarding Li Zi's matter."
Zhao Lin didn't ask any further. He knew that Jiang Baiqi was always elusive, never appearing in public. He was a specially appointed criminal psychologist by the government. Calling him a super detective wouldn’t be an exaggeration. To date, he had never failed in any case he handled, no matter how bizarre. Therefore, he believed that with Mr. Jiang's involvement, Shen Fang and his group would definitely have their fox tails yanked out into the open!
Grinning from ear to ear, Zhao Lin left the room.
Other colleagues, seeing him like this, immediately surrounded him to ask. Zhao Lin was so happy that, thinking they were all brothers who were also suffering because of Li Zi's matter, he couldn't help but reveal some information, telling them that a very powerful detective genius would come to investigate and told them to put their minds at ease.
"Who is it?"
"You'll know when the time comes. Alright, let's get to work, brothers. That case in North City..."
Everyone dispersed, but Zhao Lin didn’t notice one colleague glanced at him deeply before turning and heading into the restroom.
“Boss, Zhao Lin is still digging into Li Zi’s matter…”
Shen Fang sat on the railing, looking down at the tightly packed crowd below, who were gazing up at him like lambs, their eyes full of desire and greed. Listening to the words of the mole he had recruited on the phone, he said nonchalantly, "Detective genius? Who is it?"
"He didn't say. I'll try to find out more."
"No need. To be able to be called a detective genius, his IQ must be quite high."
Hearing Shen Fang's words, the person on the other end of the phone gritted his teeth with some jealousy and ended the call.
Shen Fang played with his phone. A detective genius, huh? Come on then. He needed talent. A smart servant could spread his web of evil wider and more skillfully than fifty percent of the idiots below.
Su Tiantian walked over. "It's time to start."
"As you command, madam." Shen Fang said with a smile, his tone actually lacking respect, merely teasing. However, it gave Su Tiantian a sense of vanity, making her mistakenly believe that she was the one in control.
Shen Fang looked at the crowd below the factory and said, "This month's rewards for merit will now begin. Xiao Huo, you had the best performance this month, so you will be promoted to the next level."
In the crowd below, a young man revealed an unruly smile, catching the ball of light Shen Fang threw over. Feeling the pleasure of his power increasing, his eyes became even more ambitious.
The others had various emotions: greed, jealousy, hatred...
Shen Fang and Su Tiantian felt intense negative emotions surge towards them, transforming into energy and entering their bodies.
The system displayed their data panels.
Overlord: Shen Fang
Level: Lv2 (You have become a new Overlord. Keep working hard!)
Energy Points: 813345...903501... (Data is rising steadily)
Creativity Level: Lv3 (Still far from being able to call the wind and rain. Although there are many creations, they lack creativity and are of low quality. Please continue to work hard.)
Number of Servants: 2243...2344... (Numbers are increasing steadily. Keep creating nightmares!)
...
Overlord: Su Tiantian
Level: Lv2 (You have become a new Overlord. Keep working hard!)
Energy Points: 783345...893498… (Data is rising steadily)
Creativity Level: Lv3 (Still far from being able to call the wind and rain. Although there are many creations, they lack creativity and are of low quality. Please continue to work hard.)
Number of Servants: 1457...1461 (Numbers are increasing steadily. Keep creating nightmares!)
【These two are low, but they are really useful】
【They accept anyone, which actually attracted some real talent.】
【They even want to lure a detective genius. Aren't they afraid they won't be able to control their subordinates?】
【!! My guess was right. Creativity level is related to quality. Piling up caps you at Lv3.】
【Alright, I took a peek. Time to go back and watch my beloved Yaoyao】
【Together, together】
……
"Bang!" A body flew through the darkness and crashed to the ground. It was a blond-haired, blue-eyed foreign man. He scrambled up from the ground, clutching his chest, and tried to run out of the courtyard in terror. Just as he was about to escape, tentacles shot out from behind and dragged him back, leaving only his terrified screams echoing in the air.
The families living nearby looked out the window and calmly withdrew their gazes.
"What's going on?"
"What else? Just another fool overestimating himself."
"Oh." They calmly withdrew their gazes.
As Song Juyao's reputation spread, there were no shortage of people trying to sneak into this villa at night. There were many assassins from both home and abroad.
The Treka family, after investigating and discovering that the Yan family was able to turn the tide at the last moment because of Song Juyao, held a deep grudge against her. After facing retaliation from the Yan family, they hated her even more.
Therefore, they placed many orders on the dark web to assassinate Song Juyao. Unfortunately, every assassin disappeared without a trace. The Treka family also began to have even worse luck, starting to suffer from the backlash of their business partners. One of the uncles ran off with his sister-in-law.
Of course, the Treka family wasn't the only one placing orders. There were many people who hated Song Juyao, many like Si Ting and Qi Jiaping, who went bankrupt from drawing cards and then hated Song Juyao. Or those who felt that Song Juyao's existence posed a threat to them.
There were many such people. Song Juyao's appearance broke the original peace. Just imagine a small family, because of drawing cards and obtaining some rare item, could suddenly step on the heads of families that were originally stronger than them. Therefore, they had no choice but to draw cards as well. The sheer fear and frustration of it was overwhelming.
Was Song Juyao kind-hearted? Perhaps. But her card-drawing game was like a vortex, everyone who got sucked in could never crawl back out. They had only one option, which was to keep drawing, endlessly. Whether it was driven by greed for rare rewards or the fear that if they didn't draw and others did, they would be trampled underfoot…
Those cards made people go crazy.
Thinking about it carefully, it was chilling.
But thinking about it even more carefully, those who were interested in investigating would discover that everyone who had become miserable because of the card-drawing game didn't seem to be good people in the first place. They completely deserved their fate.
Song Juyao said that it was caused by everyone's fate. Otherwise, the cards wouldn't be called Destiny Cards. This sounded quite reasonable, but they still couldn't help but wonder, was it really unrelated to Song Juyao? After all, this world wasn't really one where good people were rewarded and bad people were punished. There were many tragic cases of bad people living long lives and good people dying young.
In any case, Song Juyao's customers were divided into three parts, those who hated her, those who were wary of her, and those who loved her.
Only a portion of them received this special letter. Those who received the letter were both excited and nervous. Those who didn't receive the letter were panicked and furious. They all tried to analyze why some people received the letter and others didn't. What was the selection criteria?
The Hai family received it. After learning that not every customer received the letter, they were extremely proud and felt honored.
"It must be because our Hai family has always been doing charity!" Hai Wentao's old face was almost glowing. As the head of the family, he felt very proud. "The Lord saw it, so she gave us this honor."
As Hai Wentao spoke, he picked up the lifespan display mirror and looked at it. Seeing the four years displayed on it, he was extremely happy.
Hai Yuchen however poured cold water on him. "I heard that the Chu family also received the letter. That family has never done charity and are all jerks."
The smile on Hai Wentao's face immediately disappeared, but then he said, "The Lord must have her reasons for doing so!"
"That's right. Yuchen, don't talk nonsense." Wen Xi said seriously. It seemed as if she felt that Song Juyao was everywhere and might hear their disrespectful words.
Hai Yuchen stopped talking. Now, almost his entire family were believers of Song Juyao, worshiping her greatly, even devoutly.
At this moment, he noticed that Hai Min's husband, his uncle, was absent-minded and looked a little strange.
Hmm?
……
Song Juyao's differential treatment stimulated another wave of emotions, causing the points to surge. It was fear, jealousy, and anger.
Why don't we have this qualification? Why does our enemy have the qualification? Why? Why?
But they didn't dare to directly ask Song Juyao, so they could only try to ask Si Jiao or Lin Weiqi.
"This, we don't know either."
"How would we know the Lord's thoughts?"
Those who didn't receive the letter couldn't get an answer, while those who received the letter, although they were also a little confused, couldn't wait to draw cards.
Higher-level cards must contain even more incredible things.
The major families were even racing against time, fearing that other families would be one step ahead of them. Among these great families who secretly restrained and opposed each other, drawing cards had become a kind of war. They could barely maintain the balance, but once one family obtained something overwhelming, it would be terrible.
Therefore, the young masters of several families, such as the Yan family (阎), the Yan family (严), and the Ouyang family, canceled their original schedules the moment they received the letter, and prepared to rush to Song Juyao to draw cards.
"Prepare the liquid funds. I won't allow a situation where there isn't enough money to use."
"Yes, young master."
Each family issued the same order, racing to gather at Song Juyao's place.