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While Xia Wenzhuo and the others excitedly squatted there waiting for the buns to sell out, rushing to negotiate for the food cart, in the space, Lin Wan was still lonely munching on spirit fruits.


After casually nibbling a few ridiculously expensive Fire Spirit Fruits from the cultivation world, the familiar taste quickly extinguished Lin Wan's appetite.


Once he had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, he didn’t need to eat anymore; he only ate to satisfy his cravings.


Remembering the barbecue, milk tea, and spicy hotpot from Earth, Lin Wan swallowed hard as the desire to make money rekindled fiercely within him.


Work hard, work hard again; money is waiting for you!


Clenching his fists to boost his morale, Lin Wan rubbed the little spirit plant nestled in his arms, then swiftly left the beautiful space, only to find himself in a restroom filled with a foul odor.


As soon as he stepped out, he was hit hard by the stench. Lin Wan held his breath and quickly left the stall, his determination to earn money renewed with tears in his eyes.


Walking on the way to school, Lin Wan's mind raced as he tried to come up with ways to make money.


If he could only work on weekends, how would he earn money during the week?


When Lin Wan stepped outside, it was still early morning, the sky just beginning to brighten, and the streets were almost deserted.


He suddenly brightened when he spotted a man in his thirties, with a tired expression and wearing a checkered shirt, walking towards him.


Normally, he could earn money by fortune-telling!


To avoid any misjudgment, Lin Wan cautiously opened his spiritual vision.


After confirming his assessment was accurate, he happily approached the man, greeting him earnestly, “Big Brother, I see that your eyes are dim, lacking luster, and there’s black energy gathering in the center of your brow, suggesting a loss of wealth is imminent!”


???


The man froze in surprise. After a moment, he seemed intrigued and asked, “Really? Is it that serious? What should I do, little friend?”


Lin Wan didn’t expect his first client to go so smoothly.


Forcing himself to ignore the “little friend” remark, Lin Wan thought about the bills that would soon be flying into his hands, his peach blossom eyes turning into two crescent moons.


Clearing his throat, Lin Wan looked at his customer with a warm smile and said, “That’s easy. This isn’t a big issue. Here’s the deal,”


Lin Wan opened his spiritual vision again and glanced at the man’s face, then confidently assured him, “You give me two hundred, and I’ll help you avert the impending financial disaster.”


After hearing Lin Wan’s words, the man suddenly burst out laughing.


“Come here, little friend, and take a look at what’s written on my phone.”


Holding up his phone screen, 29-year-old programmer Zhang Fu Gui recited loudly, word by word, as Lin Wan looked on in confusion,


“Justice is served! A fortune-telling gang has been arrested, with over a hundred suspects caught!”


After finishing his recitation, Zhang Fu Gui looked at Lin Wan with a serious expression and said, “Young man, your road ahead is still long. Don’t be misled by a momentary obsession with money and end up on a path of crime!”


Lin Wan: …


At this point, Lin Wan finally realized that this person had never believed what he said from the start; his earlier questions were just teasing him.


Although Zhang Fu Gui didn’t believe him, Lin Wan couldn’t help but advise him for the sake of his meals and rent, “Are you really not going to give it a try? You’re about to lose two thousand! That’s two thousand! And I only charge two hundred. Compare it; you’re still making a profit!”


“Pfft, why are you so stubborn, kid? Have you read too many books and lost your mind?”


Facing Lin Wan’s insistence, Zhang Fu Gui looked him up and down and sighed, “I’m not stupid. If I really gave you that money, that would truly be losing wealth.”


He then patted Lin Wan on the shoulder, gesturing to his eyes as he said, “Do you see my eyes? If you’re so amazing, tell me why my eyes are red?”


Though he instinctively felt something was off, Lin Wan hesitated for a moment but couldn’t resist the temptation of two hundred and activated his spiritual vision.


“How strange; there’s nothing wrong with your eyes? Why are they so red?”


After observing for a while without finding anything wrong, Lin Wan asked in confusion.


“Because there’s nothing wrong! Do you know why my eyes are dim, lacking luster, and why black energy is gathering in the center of my brow? It’s because I just pulled an all-nighter! I’ve been staring at the computer all night, and my eyes are about to go blind. Teach me how to have bright eyes!”


???


Seeing Lin Wan’s shocked expression, Zhang Fu Gui felt a rush of satisfaction from having put a little scammer in his place.


Yet, for some reason, Zhang Fu Gui found himself increasingly uneasy as he looked into Lin Wan's eyes. A mysterious aura surrounded him, and an eerie fear began to creep into his heart, tightening around it like a vine.


Zhang Fu Gui shivered slightly; he glanced at the deserted streets and silently felt intimidated.


Why did this little friend seem a bit off? Could it be that he had really run into something supernatural?


He looked at Lin Wan, taking in his delicate features and unusually fair, flawless skin that made his pores nearly invisible, and couldn’t help but feel increasingly anxious.


Could it be that he had actually encountered something unusual?


“Ahem… Well, it’s getting late. Little friend, you should hurry off to school. I need to get home and catch up on sleep.”


Without waiting for Lin Wan to respond, a growing sense of dread made Zhang Fu Gui hurry away.


Lin Wan watched Zhang Fu Gui sprinting off and felt a twinge of disappointment as he lowered his hand, which had been reaching out to stop him.


Oh well, even without him preventing that two thousand, it could be recovered eventually, just a few months later. Life would just be a bit harder, but that big brother should be able to manage… right?


Lin Wan thought uncertainly.


Meanwhile, Zhang Fu Gui had already jogged back to his rented room.


He shut the door tightly and dragged a chair to the sunlight streaming in through the window.


Feeling the warm sunlight on his body, the cold sensation that had enveloped Zhang Fu Gui finally dissipated.


He couldn't understand why a strange sense of panic kept swirling in his heart, and his heart was pounding violently.


Just as Zhang Fugui was anxiously sitting in his chair, the text message notification sounded, and a message arrived on his phone.


The panic intensified as Zhang Fugui trembled while opening the message. After a quick glance, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, plunging into extreme fear and shock.


"Your account ending in 8848 completed a transaction of 2000 RMB at xx:xx on xx/xx, balance 0.00."


"What the hell!!!"


This was definitely not something he had spent!


Seeing this, Zhang Fugui hurriedly opened his mobile banking app. After checking the transfer destination, he was filled with both shock and anger.


Had his bank card been hacked?!


In a state of panic and anger, Zhang Fugui quickly called the police.


After reporting the incident, Zhang Fugui sat dazed on the bench, his mind a blank. Suddenly, Lin Wan's delicate face flashed through his mind.


!!!


Recalling Lin Wan's words from that morning, Zhang Fugui's heart tightened, and his head felt dizzy as he thought,


“No way, could I have encountered a master?!”


Suddenly jolted back to reality, Zhang Fugui sprang up from his chair, grabbed his phone, and rushed out the door.


"Master, save me! That 2000 yuan is my last bit of savings!!!"


...


Meanwhile, at the entrance of the first high school, Xia Wenzhuo looked at the uncle who had come again to deliver buns, then at the layers of people crowding around the small food cart, feeling numb.


"Sis, how long do we have to wait for this?"


"I don’t know..." Xu Shan sighed in frustration and replied,


"What can I do? Just wait. Have you forgotten the regulations of the management bureau? ‘Absolutely do not disturb the normal lives of ordinary people, absolutely do not expose identities.'"


"Just wait. Once the buns are sold out, we’ll rush to buy the food cart." Xu Shan sighed again, feeling melancholic.


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