I will be stronger after the remake

In order to perfect the Five Elements theory, the Han Dynasty forcibly created a Yellow Dragon.

Therefore, experts unanimously believe that in the Lingge system, the Four Symbols are stronger than the Yellow Dragon. Unfortunately, currently only Gu Linglong in China has awakened the "Vermilion Bird," and no one has awakened the "Yellow Dragon," so the speculation cannot be verified.

Gu Linglong's arrival greatly boosted the morale of the crowd. Even though Tang Ping was far away, she could vaguely hear the cheers, and her performance lived up to everyone's expectations.

A giant bird engulfed in flames charged into the Three Talents Trapping Killing Formation. Its size gradually increased, resembling a roc. It circled rapidly in the air several times, creating a firestorm that burned fiercely for a minute. Tens of millions of insect demons were wiped out, and the terrifying dark clouds were swept away.

Tang Ping was not surprised to see this. Not to mention that the Vermilion Bird itself had a suppressive effect in terms of rank, Ling Chong had just verified through actual combat that fire was very effective against insects. The Vermilion Bird was a master of fire and could be called the embodiment of fire, which was a natural counter to it.

Ling Chong plopped down on the ground, still shaken: "Phew, I almost ended up on Mount Ling to see Buddha. The moment I lost my grip, I really thought I was going to die. I never expected to escape with my life."

Tang Ping climbed ashore, taking off his wet clothes and pants as he said, "On the battlefield, the brave live facing death, while the cowardly die facing life; this is the natural order of things."

"The saying 'Those who survive a great calamity are sure to be blessed with good fortune' is more comforting to this humble monk."

"Hmm, this saying comes from Buddhism, so it is indeed more suitable for you."

Ling Chong touched his bald head: "So this proverb is from Buddhism?"

Tang Ping was speechless: "What are you so surprised about? I thought you knew that's why I said that. 'Those who survive a great calamity are bound to have good fortune in the future' is a typical doctrine of cause and effect. From a Buddhist perspective, surviving a great calamity means that you have purged a certain amount of karma, and the retribution will be reduced accordingly in the future, while your good fortune will naturally increase."

"That seems to be the case."

"Even if you don't really want to be a monk, Captain, you should still put in a little effort to learn the relevant knowledge in order to play the role of Lingge."

Ling Chong waved his hand dismissively, saying, "There's no need. Reciting scriptures is a performance technique for novice monks. As a martial monk, all I need to do is subdue demons and monsters. Just like the fierce battle I just went through, I went through a life-or-death experience, and my spiritual cultivation progress has increased a lot."

"I see."

Tang Ping wouldn't speak casually about areas he didn't understand, and he wouldn't even dare to think about abstract things like instructing world champions or the head coach of a table tennis team on how to play table tennis.

He leaned against a tree, gazing at the Three Talents Trapping and Killing Formation in the distance, and said, "There shouldn't be any unexpected problems dealing with the spider demon, right?"

"Don't worry. The higher the rank of a psychic, the greater the difference in strength. There isn't much difference between first and second rank. In comparison, the spirit itself is more important. There are many examples of a powerful first-rank spirit defeating an ordinary second-rank spirit. However, when a second-rank psychic advances to the third rank, their strength will increase dramatically. Therefore, third-rank psychics are often regarded as the backbone of the organization."

"What about the fourth rank?"

Ling Chong sighed with a complicated tone, "The difference between the fourth and third stages is like that between a human and a monkey. The gap is so big that you would doubt whether the two are even the same species. So even if seven spider demons attacked together, they would never be a match for the Vermilion Bird."

Tang Ping couldn't imagine it and casually asked, "What about the fifth rank?"

Ling Chong responded to the question with ease: "I don't know. Humans cannot imagine things beyond their own understanding. There has never been a fifth-level spiritualist in the world. The ultimate level of our martial monk lineage is speculated to be 'Ming Wang', but how powerful Ming Wang is, and whether he possesses the supernatural powers described in Buddhist scriptures, is unknown. There is no point in bragging. The Hindus are the masters here, but after actual exchanges, we found that their spiritualists' abilities are just so-so."

As the two were talking, a deafening cheer erupted from afar, unlike the faint sounds they had heard before; this time, the sound was deafening and clearly audible.

"It seems they have been completely wiped out; the efficiency was faster than I expected."

Ling Chong looked at Tang Ping, half helpless and half self-deprecating: "This makes all our previous desperate efforts seem worthless. Fighting to the death is no match for someone else's casual strike."

"If we hadn't trapped the enemy, they would have long since vanished. The world is vast, and even if the Vermilion Bird is strong, could they have found them one by one?" Tang Ping was quite optimistic. "It's just like ancient warfare. If there are no soldiers to transport supplies and ensure food, no servants to clean up and set up camp, no scouts to observe enemy movements, and no flanking forces to contain the enemy, what can the main force do? In the end, it is indeed the main force that is most glorious in killing the enemy, but we can't just have the main force. Everyone must fulfill their responsibilities to ensure victory."

Ling Chong chuckled and said, "I originally wanted to give you some advice, but I didn't expect to be comforted by you instead. Alas, this humble monk has fallen into his old habit of being arrogant again. Forgive me."

"Ha, thank you for your concern, Captain. Never letting my spirits get the better of me is one of my few strengths."

Tang Ping looked up at the powerful figure hovering in the distant sky and had to admit that the battle between superhumans was not about the history of the people, but about the history of heroes.

Despite some displeasure, materialists should seek truth from facts.

If you're not convinced, then work hard to train and become stronger.

Of course, Tang Ping was quite convinced, so he didn't have to endure hardship and bide his time; at most, he would just put in a little more effort.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Internet Celebrity or Star?

Without any incidents, the demonic disturbance was successfully quelled, and the Psychic Management Bureau announced the lifting of the Level 2 alert after carefully verifying the scene.

Looking back on this trip, Tang Ping realized that although he had flirted with life and death a few times, he had not actually seen the face of the "Spider Demon," the mastermind behind the demonic calamity, and had been lingering on the periphery from beginning to end.

It would be a lie to say that he wasn't a little resentful; which boy hasn't fantasized about becoming a great hero who can turn the tide and save the day?

Tang Ping was self-aware and did not believe that he could become a savior, but he did imagine that he could play a key role in a critical moment and turn the tide with his spiritual power "Three-Eyed Spiritual Radiance".

Of course, from the medical team's perspective, he was indeed the key player, discovering the insect demon leader in the vast swarm and assisting Ling Chong in capturing the leader.

However, from the perspective of the overall war situation, his deeds seem insignificant.

Fortunately, Tang Ping never had any grand ambitions. She saw herself as just a nobody on stage. Although she had few roles and a low status, she was still lucky compared to ordinary people who couldn't even get on stage.

Contentment brings happiness, and this feeling of resentment was fleeting and didn't affect him at all.

However, Tang Ping felt that he was just a lackey, but Ling Chong had a very high opinion of him. After the incident, he couldn't help but try to poach him again, but he was still politely rejected.

After returning to the real world, Tang Ping didn't want her family to worry, and she couldn't explain why she had missed the bus despite leaving an hour early. So she could only find a hotel to stay in temporarily, since her company would reimburse her for the expenses.

The next day at noon, Tang Ping arrived at the Lin'an Cooperative Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

Ma Yiming said admiringly, "You're so dedicated! You just survived a Level 2 demonic calamity and you're already back at work. I never noticed how ambitious you were when we were in school."

Director Hu also said, "According to regulations, since you have just experienced such a dangerous incident, you can apply for five days of paid leave to relax. Our company does not exploit its employees."

Yuan Ji laughed and said, "Yes, anyway, the unit is very relaxed, there are no tasks recently, so it won't make any difference if you don't come."

These words naturally earned them an angry glare from the director: "If you can't speak properly, then shut up!"

Tang Ping said, "Since I'm just idling at home anyway, I might as well go to work."

I only have to go to work because there are no tasks. After all, the workplace doesn't restrict internet access, so it's no different from being at home, and I can chat with people anytime.

Director Hu shook his head, took out a document and said, "I was going to tell you after your vacation, but since you've chosen to come back to work, you should consider the matter of interpreting spirits."

Tang Ping took the document and glanced at it. It turned out to be a contract, and the first party was Youxing Entertainment Company.

Director Hu explained, “When you were at the psychic training base, the instructors must have told you that the best way for you to develop your psychic abilities is to become an idol star. Once you sign this contract, Youxing Entertainment will provide you with resources and help you get on shows to increase your popularity. Of course, you can also consider becoming an internet celebrity. The company will also send people to train you and arrange for established streamers to help you attract viewers. You should think carefully about which path to choose before making a decision.”

Yuan Ji exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, you even know about lead generation. I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable, Director. Your rhetoric is like an old sow wearing a bra, you have a whole repertoire of it."

"Nonsense, I'm a post-80s, not a post-60s. Even if there's a generation gap between us, I'm not so ignorant about popular new things."

Director Hu grumbled as he took a wooden box from his drawer and handed it to Tang Ping, saying, "As I said before, in order to deal with the attack by the thugs, you had to advance in the midst of the battle and swallow a Dao Seed that was not suitable for you. You must be compensated. This is a kind of pill that I applied to my superiors to increase spiritual power. Take it back and choose the right time to eat it."

"There really is such a pill!"

"Alchemy is the traditional profession of Chinese immortals. With Laozi (Taishang Laojun) at the top, how could others not follow suit? Alchemists, Taoists, and immortals all possess the corresponding skills."

Tang Ping was curious and wanted to open the wooden box to see what the pills looked like, but Hu Ze stopped her: "No, we need to prevent the spiritual energy from leaking out. You can open it when you decide to eat it."

Since a supermoon was unlikely, a full moon was the only option. Tang Ping regretfully put away the wooden box and asked, "With such a good thing, why not promote it more widely?"

Hu Ze said, "Only third-level spiritual energy users can refine pills that increase spiritual power. First-level and second-level spiritual energy users can at most refine some pills that can heal injuries, detoxify, remove curses, and replenish spiritual power. Third-level spiritual energy users have very precious time. Even the Spiritual Energy Administration has to be very polite to them. Therefore, the number of these pills is very small. They are usually only given as rewards when meritorious service is achieved. You can't see them at other times."

"Can't they refine pills for themselves? Like that alchemist, just from his name you can tell he can use pill refining to develop spiritual power, it's like killing two birds with one stone."

"This stuff has drug resistance. If a person takes four or five pills, it will become completely ineffective. Don't even think about cultivating yourself by taking drugs."

Tang Ping felt a little regretful, but then she thought that if she could really increase her spiritual power by taking drugs, all the pills would be monopolized by the powerful and wealthy, and she wouldn't have a chance. Having drug resistance would actually benefit the lower class.

Yuan Ji peeked at the contract and asked curiously, "Have you decided whether you want to be a celebrity or an internet celebrity?"

"It concerns my future, so it's not an easy decision to make. Besides, I'm just a first-level spiritual cultivator with no background or connections. Even if Youxing Entertainment Company agrees to provide resources, they'll probably be very limited. If I don't become famous after two or three attempts, they might lose patience. Even if they don't give up on me out of respect for the Spiritual Energy Administration, they'll at most give me some scraps and let me fade away on my own."

"You're quite clear-headed. I thought you'd be dreaming about life as a big star," Yuan Ji praised.

Tang Ping sighed, "It's not easy to become a big star. Some people have no shortage of resources or good looks, but they just don't become famous. In the end, they can only market themselves as indifferent to fame and fortune. Anyone with a brain knows that if someone is truly indifferent to fame and fortune, how could they possibly enter such a corrupt and murky industry as entertainment?"

Ma Yiming interjected, "What you described is alright, but what I can't understand the most is that a female celebrity often says on TV that she was raised by Lao Hongjun's grandparents, but then she married a capitalist who is more than ten years older than her. Isn't that too contradictory?"

Yuan Ji scoffed, "Where is the contradiction? This is called a socialist view of love with Chinese characteristics."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't bring up random topics." Tang Ping instinctively sensed danger and quickly interrupted, "My spiritual essence doesn't endow me with acting talent. I can't even imagine myself performing in front of a camera."

Yuan Ji scoffed: "What you're saying are minor issues. How many of those popular celebrities actually have acting skills?"

"They have the resources to support them, so of course it doesn't matter. I definitely don't have that kind of treatment. I can only try a limited number of opportunities, and if I don't seize them, I'll be finished."

"Where are the internet celebrities?"

"I've never had any real-life experience with this before, and what could I possibly perform? Could I just livestream myself writing?"

At this moment, Ma Yiming suddenly said, "If we're only talking about streamers, I do know someone who has 50 followers."

"Who?"

"My sister."

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Grass by the Nest

"Brother, why did you suddenly decide to treat me to hot pot?"

A petite girl, dressed in a Lolita-style pleated skirt, with bright, playful eyes, walked up to Ma Yiming and Tang Ping and greeted them.

Is there anything strange about an older brother treating his younger sister to a meal?

"I don't believe you for a second. Why are you being so helpful for no reason?" the girl snorted twice, gesturing with her eyes, "Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

Ma Yiming introduced the two to each other: "This is my college roommate, good friend, and colleague, Tang Ping, and this is my sister, Ma Feiyan."

The two exchanged a glance, both feeling a sense of déjà vu.

Tang Ping knew she had come to seek advice, so she put aside any unnecessary thoughts and said solemnly, "Hello."

"Hello, hello, handsome, haven't we met somewhere before?" Ma Feiyan was no longer so reserved and said whatever came to mind.

Ma Yiming sighed and said, "Feiyan, what era are you using to flirt? You're a live streamer, your conversation skills should be more up-to-date."

“It wasn’t a flirtation, I just feel like I’ve seen this somewhere before,” Ma Feiyan tilted her head and thought for a moment. “Could it be a comic convention?”

Tang Ping thought about it seriously and shook her head, saying, "It shouldn't be. I only attended a local comic convention once during my freshman year of college."

"The timing doesn't match up, that's strange. Could it be that we happened to run into each other during an outdoor shoot?"

"Maybe so. I feel like I have some impression of you. Maybe we really have bumped into each other somewhere."

"See? I told you, we must have met somewhere before. The world looks big, but it's actually quite small."

Ma Yiming looked at Tang Ping, then at his sister, and said with a strange expression, "I just want to act as an intermediary, to let you two talk about your careers, not to be a matchmaker and set you up on blind dates."

"Blind dates are fine, anyway, he's handsome, I won't lose out." Ma Feiyan chuckled, not taking it to heart. "Brother, you should introduce me to more handsome guys. All those crooked friends of yours before were such ugly ducklings!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Ping couldn't help but chuckle, feeling a sense of déjà vu for her younger sister, Yu Shujiang.

"It's not as bad as you say, they're just ordinary people."

"Hey, stop chatting at the door, let's go inside and order, my stomach is growling."

Ma Feiyan pulled Ma Yiming into the restaurant, and the three of them found a table and sat down. Since it was a buffet, they took some dishes according to their own preferences.

"Brother, let's not talk about blind dates. Have you found someone yet? Mom asked me to ask this."

“It’s not a blind date. Of course, if you two hit it off and want to be a couple, I have no objection,” Ma Yiming said with a helpless expression. “I just graduated not long ago, so I’m not in a hurry to find a partner. Tell Mom not to worry about me. Besides, it’s not like I can’t find a partner. Didn’t I have several girlfriends in college?”

"But you broke up with them all. The longest you dated one didn't even last two months. Bro, do you have some kind of physical illness? Or do you have a special fetish for getting bored with the old and seeking the new?"

"No, none!"

Tang Ping was slightly surprised to hear their conversation.

It's normal that all of Ma Yiming's girlfriends broke up with him quickly. What's so strange about that? After all, a normal girl can't accept her boyfriend being a "player."

A guy who's only nice to himself is called a "warm man."

If it's good for everyone, then it's like central air conditioning.

Ma Yiming would never refuse any request that was within the normal range. In the eyes of girls, this behavior was like that of a "central air conditioner" (meaning someone who is nice to everyone).

After being bombarded by various female-oriented novels, the "central air conditioning" type of guy is no longer popular, and is even criticized as awful in female circles.

It's only because Ma Yiming is handsome and has a good appearance that some girls, who don't believe in such things, always throw themselves at him, trying to transform him into a loyal boyfriend who only cares about them, but unfortunately, they all fail.

"Enough about me, let's get down to business. My friend wants to ask you for advice on how to be a good live streamer."

Ma Yiming quickly changed the subject.

"Didn't you just introduce him as your colleague? Why would he give up a good civil servant job to become a live streamer? Being a live streamer isn't a good profession. Who would choose to be a live streamer when they could be a civil servant?" Ma Feiyan stared wide-eyed, full of confusion.

"Don't worry about it, just treat it as a task assigned by the company."

"Oh."

Ma Feiyan wasn't surprised to hear this, after all, it's not uncommon for government departments and agencies to do live streaming, such as selling agricultural products, conducting surprise food safety inspections, and checking for drunk driving.

"There are essentially two directions for becoming a streamer: looks or talent. As for looks, my friends have enough, but female streamers can sell their looks alone. For example, some female UPs on Bilibili don't even show their faces in their videos. They just change into various cosplay outfits and do a few random wiggles, and they can accumulate hundreds of thousands of fans. Of course, it is an indisputable fact that these kinds of streamers have low value and it is difficult to monetize them."

Tang Ping quickly replied, "I'm not considering monetization; I just want fame."