Chapter 17: Permanent Experience Card

Even though the item accompanying this long-winded pitch isn't free, that distinction doesn't really matter; after all, both are cut from the same cloth. One simply posts a price tag and waits for the willing to bite; the other relies on deception. So, Yi Zhen even suspects this advertisement before him is indeed fake, yet it still possesses a shred of conscience. Though meager, that shred is far more polite than those who openly rob.

Therefore, if forced to choose between the two, which would you prefer?

Anyway, Yi Zhen certainly accepts all comers; having the power to back you up allows for such arrogance.

Since the text has been deciphered, he must also ask customer service. This time, the price is clearly set to be held for a better offer; in terms of severity, the price will naturally fluctuate differently.

Fine, actually it just depends on what price you place on your own ailments. They are blatantly trying to scam; if you jump, that's your business. Just like before, when Zhen Lin complained about a certain Pinduoduo selling so-called "wild supermen."

Hmm... so, should I get one of these? Once I do, it seems like an M78 might appear too. Would this cause chaos in the world?

I'm a bit unsure. Better to strengthen myself first. Everything else is empty; only self-strength is true strength.

This time, there's no need to jump interfaces. Perhaps because this merchant's customer service chose to station themselves within this ad app, it saves quite a bit of trouble.

Anonymous: Hello, can it really cure any illness?

Anonymous: 【Kangwei Plan Purchase Link, Click to Buy Immediately】

Customer Service: Hello, we have received your request and contacted customer service. Please wait a moment. (Robot)

Customer Service: Hello there. Yes, it can really cure any illness. Are you a young man or a young lady? What should we call you?

Customer Service: Do you have an intention to seek treatment? The price is absolutely fair; no cheating the young or the old.

Customer Service: 【Video. JPEG】

Customer Service: These are our company's successful cases. You can take a look, which also facilitates corresponding consultation and purchase. We are running a promotion now: spend 300, get 50 off. If you can provide identity information, our company will additionally gift you one lottery draw, with a maximum prize of a Porsche 911. It's a very favorable deal.

Customer Service: Hello? Are you still there?

Yi Zhen looked at these messages and was truly shocked. How does each method get more sophisticated? Once identity information is provided, sales calls will absolutely come every other day; that is inevitable. Identity leaks happen this fast, so generally, unless necessary, it's best to keep these things tightly covered, otherwise you'll regret it too late.

Yi Zhen, however, was different; he was on the verge of laughing. If we talk about enthusiasm, he is currently ranked number one, with absolutely no one able to claim second place.

He wishes this identity leak happened as much as possible; that way, he'll have plenty to do later, saving the trouble of searching. Isn't having people call to sell things great?

His mind even leaped to the topic of college naked loans. Both are scams, with no essential difference, so what is there to fear? He just wonders: if compound interest meets his ability, will the interest roll back to him, or will it remain motionless?

Anyway, he won't just let people roll interest blindly, right? Otherwise, the ability is being used in the wrong direction. Tsk tsk, he is already imagining a wonderful future life. *Slurp*...

Uh, no, can't think about it anymore. If I start thinking about skipping grades, that won't be good. I haven't even started enjoying this yet; how can I leave so soon? There's also Zhen Lin, my good brother. As for the other two, that's another story.

Right now, my intentions are unclear; it's hard to play together temporarily. If I force integration, it will only invite his and Zhen Lin's disgust and aversion.

Since I can't think about it, I habitually clicked on the short video that opened, turned the volume down as low as possible, and quietly watched the "treatment" scene that appeared.

The first thing in view was a simple split screen. On the left was a middle-aged uncle, bearded and scruffy, looking unkempt with messy long hair, sunken eyes, and dark circles, appearing to suffer from poor sleep quality and tormented by illness.

On the right, however, was a pretty girl. Unlike the uncle, she sat quietly facing forward with a dignified demeanor. She had big eyes, a delicate nose, and a clear, unadorned face. The background behind her was pink. I really admire this merchant for hiring a pretty sister to help with the promotion; they are truly willing to spend big money.

There was a black wired microphone hanging by her mouth. Everything seemed so real, yet carried a touch of unreality. Was it an illusion?

Girl: Hello, what would you like to ask?

Middle-aged Uncle: Questions about curing illness.

Girl: Oh, here's a link. Go in and find it yourself.

When Yi Zhen stared for a few seconds, they had already started chatting. Suddenly, the pretty girl was gone. In a gear shift, the right side changed to a pair of flailing hands. For a moment, the right index and middle fingers were raised and pinched together vertically, while the left hand pressed flat below, performing a blind, fumbling method to drive away the illness demon. Although the sound was faint, he seemed to feel powerful vitality gradually reviving within his body.

Oh? So, I don't even need to buy; just watching a deceptive video is enough? That's great. In the future, just search for whatever I lack and let them promote it. Controlling them would be too simple.

Now that the body is gradually recovering, the brain's operation has also become much faster, instantly spotting a few inconsistencies in this video.

Damn it, this must be a synthesized and edited video. That girl was clearly using live-streaming equipment, and her words were overly brief. Crucially, the volume was a bit low; generally, no one would notice such details. Ahem, absolutely not excusing her because she's pretty. Malicious editing is detestable; it's best not to engage in cyberbullying.

Exiting the video, he saw the lottery chance again. It's false to say he wasn't tempted, but he hasn't reached adulthood yet. Getting a driver's license is still a long way off, and he wouldn't know what to do with a car even if he brought it home. This is quite a dilemma, unless there's another classmate's home address...

Lulu's house? But how should I tell her? When she asks later, how is this older brother supposed to explain this matter?

Damn, the Data Memory Method is ultimately just data memory. Although my mind has been enlightened quite a bit, I'm still completely baffled by such problems.

Why do I feel like a nouveau riche? No, no, better to just ignore it. Anyway, there are many opportunities; no need to be stubborn about one thing that causes trouble and waste time.

In a flash of thought, Yi Zhen became relieved. Mainly, the ability came too suddenly, and he hadn't quite reacted yet. It seems I must practice my mindset again; I need to regain the calmness from just now.

*Huff*... Wait then. The body feels very comfortable; if it could last forever, that would be great. It's quite like the talisman effect in a certain cartoon, but not that fast; at least one has to wait thirty seconds for the numbness and itching to disappear.

"Whoa? Which genius is shitting so badly? Is it Big Black from next door using the toilet again? Damn it, Laozi is going over there right now to beat him up. Ugh~"

At this moment, Zhen Lin, who had been wearing headphones and excitedly playing computer games, stood up with fierce momentum.

Just now, he felt a familiar yet even more foul odor drifting around him. At first, he didn't believe it, but after twitching his nose slightly to sniff carefully, he almost dry heaved. His face wore a very painful mask of discomfort; he didn't even want to inhale the gas. This smell, even biological weapons are no match for it.

He immediately covered his nose and rushed out the door. Before leaving, he friendly turned on all the fans. If this smell doesn't dissipate, he won't be able to sleep tonight. Beating someone up is a pretense; actually, he just wants to escape the biological weapon attack. Ugh~ I'm going to die!