Chapter 46

Looking at the balance on his phone, Fang Yang was in high spirits.

"Let's go, we're having barbecue tonight!"

The cameraman beamed with joy: "You got it!"

Now he would never hesitate to spend on food again.

Three million—no matter how much he ate, it wouldn't hurt.

Besides, this was only the third day of the show.

As for the other contestants, let alone three million, some didn't even have three hundred.

The two left the hotel, found a nearby barbecue shop, ordered a pile of food, and sat on chairs waiting.

It was just past six in the evening; the barbecue shop had only just opened, and the place was relatively quiet.

Only from the small private room nearby did the occasional sound of people bragging drift out.

"Hey... did you notice? There's this guy named Fang Yang who's super hot lately. Look, so many trending topics are related to him; just a quick glance shows all the heat scores are over ten million."

"What? You don't know him? He's a celebrity in our Xihai City; he's blown up these past few days!"

"I usually only look at beauties. What exactly did he do?"

"He's an excavator operator!"

"What's so special about operating an excavator?"

"I haven't finished yet, don't interrupt! Although he operates an excavator, this guy never does anything proper; he just digs up all sorts of strange and bizarre things every day."

"How strange? Did he dig up a corpse?"

"Sigh... you actually guessed right. He dug for three days. On the first day, he dug up a high-voltage cable, then a national defense optical cable!"

"What? He dug up a national defense optical cable? He didn't get arrested? Won't he have to pay and go bankrupt?"

"Arrested? Nothing happened at all! Not only did he not pay, but the military even rewarded him with three thousand. He also happened to dig up a pangolin, and in the end, even a colonel invited him to join the army. Isn't that awesome!"

"What! That's so ruthless! How did he manage that?"

"That's a long story. At the time, netizens gave him the online nickname Fang Lan! He's the first person in history to dig up a national defense optical cable and walk away unscathed, the number one cable digger. I suggest you go watch the videos yourself later."

"Fang Lan... that name... I'll check it out tonight. Didn't you say he dug for three days? What about the second day?"

"The second day was even more outrageous. In the morning, he dug up half a body. Everyone thought it was a dead person, but when the police arrived and checked, it was a dummy!"

"Haha, that's so funny! Well, that's not too bad, right? Not too outrageous."

"You think that was the end? The police had barely left when he actually dug up a corpse. When people watched the video, they were so disgusted they almost vomited. It was said to be very gross, but it was pixelated, so you couldn't see clearly."

"He really dug up a corpse? Did this guy step in cow dung? So unlucky!"

"Heh... naive. You think that was the end? Not long after the corpse was taken away, he directly dug up more than a dozen white skeletons. Can you imagine? The scene back then was as terrifying as it gets!"

"Damn, that's absolutely outrageous. I just blame my limited imagination. I'm getting more and more eager to watch his videos."

Fang Yang and the cameraman in the living room heard the conversation inside and looked completely bewildered.

The cameraman smiled: "Brother, did you hear that? You're famous!"

Fang Yang covered his head: "Why do I feel like that's not a compliment? Fang Lan... what the heck!"

"It's a pity we can't get online; otherwise, I'd really want to see just how famous you've become."

"I guess it's just that. How much popularity could an ordinary person like me have?"

Just as the two of them were chatting, the man inside took a sip of wine and raised his voice.

"Brother, it's not over yet. Later, the police arrived, and the forensic experts concluded that all of them were murdered, and they were all prostitutes!"

"That's so bizarre? So what happened next? It's only been a day since this case; are there any new leads?"

"Leads? Not a single lead. It was in the middle of nowhere, and they weren't discovered until they had been dead for so long. Where would you find leads? Yet, despite that, the case was solved that very night!"

"What you're saying feels like I'm listening to a story. You're not pulling my leg, are you?"

Just then, another person nearby chimed in.

"What he said is true. Moreover, Fang Yang solved the case. Netizens gave him another nickname, Fang the Tomb Raider, because everyone suspected he used to be a tomb raider. The live-streamed videos on TikTok and Bilibili at the time have already surpassed one hundred million views! Just open any related video, and it has millions of views. All these self-media creators have posted them!"

Fang Yang and the cameraman in the living room exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Brother! One hundred million views! Wow, you must be considered a top-tier celebrity, right?"

Fang Yang thought it was funny just to imagine it: "Fang Qiling? What the heck! What kind of random nicknames are these netizens coming up with!"

"That's still better than that Fang Lan from earlier; at least it sounds smooth."

The man in the private room, who didn't know Fang Yang, asked curiously again.

"This is too crazy! So, what about the third day? What did he do then?"

The man who answered first quickly chimed in: "The third day was even more outrageous!"

"No way. Is there anything more outrageous than digging up white skeletons!"

"As soon as he started work on the third day, he dug up a landmine. The key point is, he dug it up and blew it up right there on the spot!"

"What! Did he get blown up and hospitalized immediately?"

"No, that wasn't the point. The point is, in the crater after the explosion, he picked up a small stone and insisted it was a gemstone called Field-Yellow frozen stone. Netizens didn't believe it, but guess what... he sold it for over one million by noon! Direct bank transfer!"

"Hiss~~~ One million? Are you sure it's not Zimbabwean dollars?"

"What are you thinking! That's not even the end. When he came back to work in the afternoon, he dug up another bomb!"

"I feel like you're telling a suspense drama! The bomb didn't explode, did it?"

"It looked like a bomb, but it wasn't. Fang Yang said it was an incense burner from the Song Dynasty. No one believed him, but when the archaeological experts arrived, they opened it right there on the spot, and inside was a pile of Song Dynasty porcelain!"

"He's crazy. Is he really a tomb raider?"

"Yes. Let me tell you a secret: he and I grew up in the same village. Later, when we grew up, he went into tomb raiding. At the time, he insisted on dragging me along to do it, but unfortunately, I had to go to school, so I didn't. We're still buddies to this day!"

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"Really? You should introduce us sometime."

"Absolutely! I wasn't finished. This afternoon, to stop him from digging up anything else, the foreman sent him to drill through a wall. Guess what? He drilled straight out a cave, and inside was a stash of military weapons from the War of Resistance—cannons! Now the online game gave him a nickname: Fang Big Cannon!"

"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!"

The man was too shocked to speak, just repeating "Holy crap" over and over.

Fang Yang, outside the private room, was completely bewildered.

"Firing a cannon? What kind of name is that? It sounds more and more wrong! Besides, I've only just transmigrated a few days ago. Where did I get a childhood friend? Where did I get a brother?"

The Cameraman leaned on the table, laughing himself to death: "Brother, you're incredibly famous! Is that guy really your brother?"

Fang Yang smiled and shook his head: "I don't know him!"

Coming to this meal wasn't a waste; I haven't even had the barbecue yet, but I'm already stuffed from the gossip.

Hearing himself described by others, Fang Yang felt like he was listening to a heavenly scripture he couldn't understand.

If he were the one listening to the story, he certainly wouldn't believe it either.

At that moment, the third person in the private room spoke up again: "I just saw the latest news on my phone; it's hilarious. Let me tell you."

"What? Is it related to Fang Yang?"

"Yes. Didn't Fang Yang dig up a stone this noon and sell it for over a million? It's called Field-Yellow Frozen Stone, looks just like frozen ice. Later, he dug up porcelain, and so many people got jealous they brought shovels up the mountain to dig for stones."

"Some guy found a frozen yellow stone on the mountain. It looked beautiful, crystal clear. He insisted it was Field-Yellow Frozen Stone. Everyone who went up the mountain with him was insanely jealous. That guy was so pleased he kept licking it, saying it tasted like ice cream."

"Guess what happened next?"

The two people beside him looked at him curiously.

"What happened?"

"Hurry up and say it! You're killing me with suspense!"

"Haha, even thinking about it now makes me laugh. As he kept licking, the stone got smaller and smaller. Finally, all the frozen outer layer melted away, and what was inside was... shit!"

"Holy crap! Ugh!! I'm still eating!"

"Wait, why? Why would something like that exist?"

"The experts online said it fell from a plane. After passengers finish their business on the plane, it automatically freezes, and they drop it somewhere uninhabited. That guy happened to go to an uninhabited mountain, so he just picked it up and took it home."

"Awesome! That guy probably has trauma for the rest of his life!"

"Damn, just thinking about it makes me sick! That wasn't Field-Yellow Frozen Stone; it should be called Shit-Frozen Stone."

Fang Yang, outside, burst out laughing.

The Cameraman clutched his stomach, laughing: "Brother, you're leading people astray!"

"What does this have to do with me?"

"I can't go on; I'm laughing myself to death. How can there be such an unlucky guy?"