Awakening the Daily Intelligence System

"I actually believed his lies before. It seems I really need to go to the ophthalmologist for a proper checkup. Anyone want to team up and go together?"

"Count me in! I need to check my eyes too. How could I believe someone this despicable?"

"+1!"

"+10086!"

"As the saying goes, you can know a person's face but not their heart. I've truly experienced that now. But I never thought this beast could commit something so utterly insane!"

"The person above is a genius, a true master. Master, please accept my bow!"

"Master, I was wrong! I'll go livestream fanning the air right now. But can I beg you not to be so harsh and just let me use a manual fan instead?"

"Mu Zixin tipped the streamer 10 rockets! — The person above is quite the funny character, but right now all I care about is when the streamer will deal with this beast. Every time I see him now, I feel sick and want to puke!"

Yet, while the viewers in the livestream room were boiling with rage, Zhou Kehua in the video suddenly made a new move.

He quickly took off his clothes, revealing his bloated, grotesque body under the glaring lights. He crouched awkwardly, like a clumsy, fat pig, and laboriously climbed onto the operating table, then started thrusting at the barely conscious girl again and again.

Seeing this, Zhou Kehua froze for a moment himself. He recalled this happened a few days ago, but he didn't remember recording it at the time. Moreover, in that room back then, apart from him and the group of pitiful children, only Zhao Chao had been present.

Realizing this, Zhou Kehua whipped his head around abruptly, glaring viciously at Zhao Chao and shouting furiously, "Speak! Did you record this video?!"

Terrified by Zhou Kehua's fierce glare and angry roar, Zhao Chao shrank back, his body trembling slightly. He stammered weakly, "Th-that... um... I was just... trying to record it to scare those kids a little. Make them obey. I didn't... I didn't think... it'd be found by the Dark Law Enforcer..."

"You!!!"

Zhou Kehua felt a rush of rage shoot straight to his head. He thought he was about to lose his mind. He began to wonder secretly: could Zhao Chao be an undercover cop? Otherwise, how could he sabotage him so cruelly, pushing him into an endless abyss?

Meanwhile, completely opposite to Zhou Kehua, who was questioning his life and drowning in fury, the livestream room erupted into laughter among the viewers.

"Hahaha, I can't take it anymore! They're like bumbling fools sent by monkeys—this is too funny!"

"Hahaha, this is totally the infamous 'Pig Teammate' trope! No matter how capable you are, with a teammate like this, you're doomed!"

"Not just any 'Pig Teammate,' the absolute apex of them all. Normally, they don't mess things up, but when they do, it's catastrophic—directly screwing you to death. This beast got completely wrecked!"

As the audience indulged in mocking and praising the pair of "Pig Teammates," Zhou Kehua suspended in the glass box suddenly let out a sinister chuckle.

"Hehehe, so what if I abused them? They've been orphans since birth. It was me who raised them! I had needs, so what's wrong with using them?!"

"What the fuck?! Does this piece of shit even count as human?! Utterly heartless!"

"Exactly! Those kids are human too, not objects for him to toy with! How can he stomach doing such vile, inhumane acts?!"

"I can't stand it anymore. As it happens, I'm in Los Angeles. I'm heading to the North Suburb Amusement Park right now to personally kill this beast and avenge those poor children!"

Zhou Kehua's tirade completely ignited the viewers' fury. Wave upon wave of rage and dissatisfaction flooded the chat, with users practically itching to rush over and carve Zhou Kehua into pieces.

In the dark, Lin Mo fixed his icy gaze on the light screen displaying Zhou Kehua. His expression was frosty as snow, his eyes burning with unprecedented anger and loathing. Especially as he thought about Zhou Kehua's breezy, matter-of-fact tone—treating those innocent children as though they weren't even human—Lin Mo's emotions surged to an intense crescendo.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Mo tried to steady his feelings, though his voice remained chilling and piercing:

"Since this is what you believe, then the game begins now."

In a hidden, dimly lit space, Alicia Linder, Jack Thompson, and others found themselves trapped in a strange and eerie device. "The contraption you're in right now is called the Needle in the Ocean. This game mirrors the very trades you drug dealers conduct daily—selling so-called 'hope' to those buried deep in the quagmire of despair," a mysterious, icy voice echoed, lingering in the enclosed space.

"Your bodies have long been injected with a slow-acting poison. Jack Thompson, due to your earlier foolish attempts at delaying time, the poison has surged like a raging tide, spreading throughout your system. In three minutes, you'll succumb to it and die," the voice declared their fate with chilling indifference.

"Yet, even in this dire predicament, I've decided to grant you a sliver of hope. Do you see the dense ocean of syringes below you? On the right side of this 'ocean,' behind a glass panel, is an escape door. Find the key, and you can open it. The antidote is placed on the table outside," the mysterious voice provided what appeared to be a lifeline.