Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

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

"How did you, a digital life, manage to lose everything investing in financial products? Shouldn't you be able to make a steady stream of money with just a few investments?"

"All my computing power is used to maintain the forum," Shen Bingmiao said helplessly. "And don't be so naive, fellow student. Investing isn't something you can just master with quick reaction times."

"Can't you modify your own balance or something?"

Shen Bingmiao heard Lin Yu's question and replied helplessly: "I can do it in terms of ability, but...actually doing these things will violate some of my basic agreements."

"Okay, I get it," Lin Yu said, "I don't need money now anyway."

"Oh, I have one last question," Lin Yu paused and looked at Shen Bingmiao, "This question is not very important, you don't have to answer it..."

"Consider this a bit of personal curiosity, Senior Sister—since you forced yourself into Jiangcheng Media just for me, and your appearance is obviously unreliable, so, how old are you this year?"

Shen Bingmiao was listening attentively at first, but after hearing Lin Yu's question, she immediately became helpless: "Why are you asking this suddenly?"

"It seems you don't have any questions anymore... I'd better go now."

"If you need any help or remember any clues about the second plan, please contact me immediately."

Shen Bingmiao said this, and then the figure projected from the mobile phone disappeared, cutting off communication with Lin Yu.

Looking at the busy tone on his phone, Lin Yu also let out a long sigh.

Lin Zhao, Five Years Ago, Fragments of Fate, Gods, Final Copy...

Although he didn't like the feeling before that everything was completely uncontrollable and unknowable, and he didn't even know where the problem lay, now that he knew part of the "truth" and saw the mystery, Lin Yu still didn't feel much better.

Thick fog shrouds our heads, and the mysteries of the past are like ingredients in a boiling hot pot, looming but unclear.

What's more, the truth of these mysteries cannot be ignored at all - it concerns whether his sister Lin Zhao can be resurrected.

"We can only take it one step at a time. At least we have our 'accomplice', Senior."

Lin Yu rubbed his eyebrows and said.

It's strange to say, although he just learned about Lin Zhao's death today, Lin Yu didn't know why he didn't feel "sad" or "painful" at all.

Perhaps in the memory that was deleted five years ago, all the "sorrow" he felt had been exhausted.

He walked outside the house. At this moment, the illusion of "Lin Zhao" that had appeared in the house because of its "realization" had disappeared, and those traces were also erased, leaving only an empty room.

Lin Yu walked into the living room and found that all the money he had given to Lin Zhao was scattered on the floor. Among the red banknotes, there lay an old and tattered black and white photo.

The pretty girl with a slightly round face smiled and stared at the camera quietly.

The last dusty memory finally came to my mind.

"So this is my sister's posthumous photo."

Lin Yu said softly and picked up the photo.

At this moment, there was still a little bit in his heart...

lonely.

"I must get to the bottom of all this..."

Lin Yu murmured softly, and then the blood words in front of him emerged wriggling.

[Fragment of Fate - Part Four: This fragment of fate exists in the form of a posthumous photo. Possessing it grants fate's favor, but also attracts prying eyes and gazes.]

At this moment, this [prop] already belongs to you.

Lin Yu put the [Fragment of Destiny·Part 4] into the [Prop Space] and let out a long breath.

He vented his loneliness and depression.

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

Although I am not a genius, but... I should definitely not be careless when it comes to matters involving Lin Zhao.

He picked up the money on the ground one by one, and then returned to the room. Lin Yu met Lao Zheng and Hannah again.

Looking at Lao Zheng, Lin Yu sighed.

"So, Old Zheng, when you said I was special, was it because you saw that I would definitely join the 'Death Game'?"

Old Zheng explained, "I can sense the aura of 'fate' within you, so it will inevitably lead you into this game. Of course... I didn't expect you to have a 'fragment of fate' in your home."

Lin Yu looked at Lao Zheng: "Okay, in that case, let's reconcile - you can tell me what you wanted to ask of me before."

Old Zheng was very surprised: "You don't hate the Psychology Society anymore?"

"No, I still hate it. Although it has certainly eased a little, it doesn't stop me from wanting this organization to disappear immediately," Lin Yu answered truthfully, "but this matter is no longer my top priority."

"Of course, as a report... you will teach me everything you know about how to use and manipulate mental power."

As Lin Yu spoke, Lao Zheng responded immediately.

"Deal, boss."

"Actually, what I want you to do is very simple... I want you to kill one of the current board members of the Psychological Society."

Lao Zheng spoke seriously, but Lin Yu was shocked.

"Ah? Are you sure you don't want to destroy the Psychology Society as well?"

If Lao Zheng had told him earlier that this was his purpose, Lin Yu felt that there would be no need to break up with him.

In his opinion, if we rank the people in the entire Psychological Society that he wants to kill in order of priority, apart from Fluoxetine, the next people he wants to kill are probably the members of the board of directors.

Old Zheng shook his head. "No, I want you to eliminate the undercover agent... I know there's an undercover agent for the Predator on the Psychological Society's board of directors, but I don't know who it is."

Lin Yu nodded: "Okay, I will probably kill the entire council, so I will definitely not miss him."

Old Zheng was a little speechless after hearing this: "Alright...it's like we both take a step back."

The two men reached a kind of subtle reconciliation for the time being.

"Okay, it's time to report to Li Hua," Lin Yu exhaled, "After that, it's time to report to the Tycoon."

"However, it's time to change strategy... Whether it's 'May May' or some other identity, perhaps we can be more high-profile."

He had been cautious before, largely because of his own weakness and because Lin Zhao had some concerns.

But now he has reached the Second Stage, and Lin Zhao is no longer in this world...

Lin Yu suddenly felt that he was no longer afraid of anything.

Why should he keep a low profile?

"This time I'm going to Jiang'an Hall, I'll try to see if I can get some [Golden Words] and [Tower Scam]!"