272: Chapter 272 Fake Money Power VS Real Money Power

In the end, under the pressure from the other two, Lin Xiao distributed the pack of tissues.

The three of them managed to clean themselves up, though not without great difficulty.

However, after over half an hour of being 'marinated' in the smell, the stench on them was truly overwhelming.

They were just planning to head to the rooftop to air out.

But as soon as they stepped out, they saw a crowd gathered outside the restroom.

They could hear them whispering.

"Could there be another corpse in this restroom? Why does it smell so bad?"

"I don't know. Should we go in and take a look?"

"Uh, I don't dare go in. If there really is a rotting corpse, my heart won't be able to take it."

"Then should we find the Counselor and ask?"

"Forget it, forget it. If it turns out to be a false alarm, that would be a huge mess. Let's just wait and see."

"Right, maybe someone just took a really smelly dump."

"..."

Hearing these words, the three of them didn't dare to lift their heads.

With their heads tucked in, they made a quick exit.

After turning a corner, they hid in the nearby activity room of the Paranormal Club.

Even so, they were still far too conspicuous.

Soon, the onlookers realized that the stench was their doing!

On the School Forum, posts about the "Restroom War God" and "Diarrhea War God" appeared in no time.

Not only was the text description vivid and detailed, there were even attached pictures!

It quickly drew heated discussion from the students.

Or, to be more accurate, ridicule...

Lin Xiao looked at his phone, feeling like his life had no meaning.

On the first day back at school, he missed home, missed home, missed home...

Yang Yong looked at the forum and suddenly had an idea, "I have a way. As long as we create another incident that is even more explosive, we can suppress the heat of this one, right?"

Zhang Xiaofu scoffed, "Why go to such trouble? I have Money Ability!"

"Superpower?"

Yang Yong's eyes lit up.

He immediately turned to look at Lin Xiao!

He guessed with great excitement, "Lin Xiao, are you going to make a move? Are you going to use your Superpower to erase everyone's memories, or make the posts disappear? Oh oh, you should be able to turn back time too, right?"

"..."

Lin Xiao was full of question marks.

What was this guy talking about?

Did he poop his brain out along with everything else?

Zhang Xiaofu rolled his eyes at Yang Yong and casually took out his phone to show a screenshot of his chat history.

Lin Xiao and Yang Yong leaned in to look and realized that Zhang Xiaofu had already contacted the forum administrator and the student who made the post privately.

He had sent them red envelopes and lawyer letters.

You could say he used both the carrot and the stick, using both kindness and force!

The effect of doing this was quite good; the posts were deleted very quickly.

Moreover, the people involved promised Zhang Xiaofu that the School Forum would never again see related topics, telling them not to worry.

"Hey, so that's the Superpower you were talking about!"

Yang Yong sighed softly, with obvious disappointment on his face.

Zhang Xiaofu had finally won a round and was very smug.

Yang Yong couldn't be bothered with him and turned to Lin Xiao, "Lin Xiao, look, we can be considered brothers who have been through fire together now. Join our Paranormal Club!"

As he spoke, he looked around, "Look, the environment here isn't bad either. Isn't the atmosphere quite strong?"

Originally, Lin Xiao didn't want to bring this up.

Ever since he entered the Paranormal Club's activity room, he had felt that the surroundings were gloomy.

Horror posters were plastered everywhere, and the shelves were filled with CDs of horror movies.

In the most conspicuous place on the shelf, there were several old-fashioned videotapes.

They had labels on them, appearing to be actual records of paranormal phenomena.

The atmosphere was indeed maxed out.

But he just felt like there wasn't much necessity for it...

After all, for them, no matter how much they watched or investigated, it was hard to have any personal experience.

And for ordinary people, having no personal experience was a good thing.

Just as Lin Xiao was about to refuse, his phone suddenly rang.

It was a message from Su Xiumei.

"A-Xiao, why don't you accompany Mom to a party after school tonight?"

"..."

This tone, this choice of words.

Anyone who didn't know better would think she was coaxing a primary school student.

Lin Xiao had no interest in such occasions to begin with, so he casually found an excuse, "I might not be able to make it today. I just joined a club and have to attend club activities."

"Is that so? A-Xiao has made new friends again? Then remember to have fun!"

"..."

Alright, this time, it went straight from primary school down to kindergarten.

But as long as he could avoid attending that party, it was all good.

At this moment, he received a red envelope from Su Xiumei.

Two hundred yuan.

It was spotted by Zhang Xiaofu and Yang Yong nearby.

Yang Yong said with a hint of envy: "That's so nice, I've never received such a big red envelope."

Lin Xiao thought of the various ways Yang Yong had shown off his girlfriend earlier.

It seemed he was another simp...

Zhang Xiaofu, however, was dismissive and seized the opportunity to mock him, "Yang Yong, so this is where you fail? You haven't even received a red envelope of a mere two hundred yuan?"

Yang Yong looked as if he had thought of something sad; his face was downcast, and he didn't even have the mood to retort.

But just at this moment, Lin Xiao's phone rang again.

"Alipay payment received, twenty million yuan!"

"..."

Silence.

Dead silence.

Zhang Xiaofu turned his head tremblingly and looked at Lin Xiao's phone screen.

It seemed he wanted to confirm whether this was some BGM that Lin Xiao had played on purpose.

However, it was not.

On Lin Xiao's phone screen was his Alipay balance.

The long string of zeros gave him a bout of angina; he even felt a bit breathless.

Yang Yong's face, on the other hand, broke into a smile.

Two hundred yuan was indeed painful for him.

But an astronomical figure like twenty million was simply too far out of his reach.

This feeling of unreality actually made him not care as much.

He turned to look at Zhang Xiaofu, raised his eyebrows, and smiled: "What about this one? Have you ever received this?"