I, the public enemy

Chapter 32 The Object in My Palm

Wang Qing had already logged out of the game, but Qi Du was still frozen in place. What was this "acceptance"? This was a one-sided and complete defeat. He felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing, enveloped in a numb void, and the colors before his eyes were gradually fading.

Having already made a mistake once, and performed poorly today, both of these things only lowered his reputation in Ye Qinghan's eyes, and this major defeat...

It was a devastating blow to high school and middle school students.

After a long pause, he finally logged out of the game.

Take off Mewtwo's helmet.

The atmosphere at the match was truly like a friendly game; sometimes you have to admit it's genuine.

Wang Qingxi earned the title of "Emperor of Homebodies," and is considered the ultimate shut-in who is the only one of his kind in the world. He said that it takes ten years of hard work to achieve one minute on stage.

This kind of thing can't be done with talent alone; the opponent is a world-class professional player! With such outstanding talent, they must have honed their skills countless times in the game. They are definitely a master in the virtual world, a true grassroots genius.

Students from various universities rushed to add Wang Qing on Fetion, showing their barcodes and waiting for Wang Qing to scan them.

"Let's connect, brother!"

Add me and I'll definitely help you cut the price!

"How long have you been playing in the virtual world?"

"Sell your courses, Lord Otaku! I'll drop out of school and subscribe to watch your courses for a whole year!"

Faced with barcodes piling up one after another.

Wang Qing didn't want to include any meaningless people on his list, but he couldn't refuse their hospitality. Once you've made it big in mainstream society, you'll have a reputation no matter how low-key you are, and at that point, you have to cultivate an image.

According to Wang Qing's month-long ecological research in the makeshift hospital, the most powerful force in the public opinion battle is clearly the male group.

The term "Cangnan" is a sarcastic term used to refer to men from Cangzhou in an extremely antagonistic environment. Due to the postmodern era's perception being trapped in the entertainment layer, it has gradually evolved from an offensive and derogatory term into a self-mocking and deconstructive one. It is pronounced "Cangnan" but actually means "a worm".

In mainstream society, one must cultivate a down-to-earth, even dignified, persona, and strike out in the guise of a naive man!

"I don't have any courses to sell. Uncle here is just an expert in all sorts of SLG visual novels, whether they're mainstream games or those with a little bit of fame, I've unlocked all the CGs. As the saying goes, 'Things may turn, but they all flow to the sea.' 'There are countless paths, but they all lead to the same destination.' Therefore, the ultimate truth is not complicated, it resides in the heart. By using simplicity to govern complexity, one can see the true nature of heaven and earth."

Wang Qing said this.

"That sounds... awesome."

The president of the game club at Songyang High School pondered the profound meaning within it, realizing that even a beautiful girl CG could be a world unto itself.

"What a load of bull! I'm just curious how you managed to keep a straight face and say such idiotic things!"

The girl who got first place in the last monthly exam at Zhuoya High School was furious. "That's too much, bro!"

Sensing something was wrong, Qi Du quickly looked in the direction where Ye Qinghan had been standing, but she had already left and was nowhere to be seen.

Things didn't go as Wang Qing hoped. Qi Du was completely defeated. Who would be capable of taking him as an apprentice?

The situation that the project manager surnamed Wei least wanted to see has still happened. President Ye is really angry and has brutally defeated all her students. Wouldn't that make her lose face?

After the victory speeches and promotional videos were finished, the friendly match ended abruptly.

As is customary in previous years, the project leader would gather all the school finance directors together for a meeting.

But this year, this step is completely missing.

The project manager guessed that President Ye was probably ready to kill someone right now.

Twenty minutes later.

3:30 p.m.

Wang Qing finally escaped from the crowd and arrived at the parking lot outside the Mercury Building, where he jumped into the car of Yuanyue's finance director.

In order to attract investment and to save face, Yuangao High School used an expensive, extended van that could fit all the students.

The distance from the CBD in the city center of Gray Core back to the South District is not short, and taxi fares are extremely high, so Wang Qing also hitched a ride.

Wang Qing had no idea what was inside the three gift boxes, and he wasn't in the mood to open them.

The finance director's expression was uncertain. Although Wang Qing eventually retracted his previous statement, the direction of this capital injection remained unclear. Of course, he couldn't afford to give Wang Qing the cold shoulder.

A high school student? Beating up a world champion? He's already an unstoppable genius. Even if he has a grudge against Mercury Group, other competing companies will definitely come to poach him if they hear about it.

For years, I've led my own team in these friendly matches; this is the first time I've encountered something like this.

The atmosphere inside the carriage was eerie. After Liu Ziwen finished arranging the gift boxes for Wang Qing, he massaged Wang Qing's legs and talked to him about the Minotaur. He was almost driving Wang Qing crazy. What exactly did you understand?

The other students didn't dare to approach them. There had been some friction at the coffee shop earlier, and the hierarchy was very strict. Apart from the friction, they hadn't exchanged many words before the friendly match. Why would they try to get close to them now? For a moment, the atmosphere was somewhat silent, and the students' faces showed a mix of emotions.

Just as the finance director pressed the button to warm up the engine and prepare to depart.

Manager Wei from Mercury Heavy Industry rushed over, even using his superhuman speed, and banged on the car window.

The finance director dared not delay and immediately rolled down the car window.

But the manager surnamed Wei was in a hurry, asking, "Is Wang Qing here?"

"It's here."

The director rolled down the back window as well.

The manager, surnamed Wei, immediately ran over and said, "Excuse me, could you please leave your phone number? We'll contact you later."

Liu Ziwen's eyes narrowed. They've arrived!

"Why are you contacting me?"

Wang Qing mainly wanted to find an agency to apply for patent rights for his cultivation method, so he could make money by standing at the source of the value chain; any company would do.

"This is the business card that Chairman Ye, General Manager Ye, personally instructed me to give to you."

Manager Wei presented it with both hands, saying, "You've risen to the top in one fell swoop!"

Wang Qing took the business card and glanced at it; it wasn't from this middle-aged man.

The business card is quite sophisticated in terms of both material and layout design.

The minimalist ice crystal-colored carbon fiber textured cardstock, paired with a silver foil border, gleams with a restrained cool light under the shadows.

The font is a thin sans-serif typeface.

Ye Qinghan, CEO of Mercury Group in Cangzhou.

There's also an office phone number that's clearly not a private number; if you call it, the assistant will probably answer.

The finance director's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. People of this caliber don't need business cards; there are very few occasions where they would be used. It's clear that Wang Qing has been targeted by Ye Qinghan.

He had watched the dramatic variety show Ye Qinghan participated in last year. They hadn't recruited a single person in the entire first quarter, ignoring graduates from prestigious universities with years of project experience. This…

Liu Ziwen plans to get to Todaze's face!

"No problem."

Wang Qing accepted the business card and gave the school's mobile phone number to the manager surnamed Wei.

Although Wang Qing is only at the third level of Qi Refining, the way things are done in the makeshift hospital is different from the old cultivation world.

Are you really that good at fighting? What good is being good at fighting? Besides, this is a society governed by law. Who would a decent person fight with? Psionic industrial equipment can outclass 99% of martial arts techniques. It's all about background and power.

With elixirs, top-tier smart chips, and the rental of spiritual roots, as long as you have money, there are plenty of ways to violently boost your cultivation level.

The male high school student in front of me will very likely become my boss in the future.

The virtual world is not just a game; it represents the ability to control mechs and remote androids. What era are we in now? We have drones now. Only stubborn and ignorant demonic thieves still believe in the idea of ​​mechanical weakness.

"My name is Wei Feng, and I'm also a fan of yours."

With a forced smile, Wei Feng memorized Wang Qing's number on his phone, dialed it to confirm, and was finally satisfied. After hesitating for a moment, he still didn't call him "Emperor Zhai Tian," since "Emperor Zhai Tian" was used to mock shut-in NEETs (Not in Education, Employment, or Training).

"Okay, okay."

Wang Qing felt that Ye Qinghan was pretentious, but it didn't matter; he really needed to keep a close eye on her.

He had browsed a lot of news online.

Planting a restriction in a person's sea of ​​consciousness is considered demonic terrorism, and it is an extremely strict policy issued by the Heavenly Court to counter infiltration.

Furthermore, thanks to the psionic technology in the makeshift hospital, it can be used as a clue for reverse investigation.

The old methods didn't work, so they didn't use any restrictions to control Yuan Jingang and the others.

Controlling Ye Qinghan requires sophisticated methods; it's not something that can be accomplished overnight.

"Brother Qing, I really want to..."

The finance director was incredibly excited and wanted to jump out of the driver's seat to give the hero a hug. Wasn't the capital injection obvious?

"Drive properly."

Wang Qing pointed at the finance director, then ignored Wei Feng and rolled up the car window.