Cleaner Group and Lighthouse Academy

The next day, morning.

Daylight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, shining into the room.

Chen Yu woke up on the large bed in the master bedroom.

He had slept in his clothes, not even taking off his black windbreaker.

The reason was that he was too tired.

He had been busy until two or three in the morning last night before returning to the room.

But his gains were still limited to the moment he smashed the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the hall.

Chen Yu yawned, sat up, and scanned the room.

The three women had long since woken up.

Shen Qingci was sitting on an old sofa opposite the foot of the bed.

Li Mengyao and Lin Yue were sitting beside Chen Yu.

"You're awake? How was your rest?"

Li Mengyao was the first to notice Chen Yu opening his eyes, so she was the first to ask with concern.

Lin Yue had already put back on that heavy down jacket, completely concealing her figure and face.

She didn't speak.

Shen Qingci also stood up and walked to the bedside. "We were just waiting for you, Junior Brother Chen Yu. It's a mess outside..."

Chen Yu rubbed his temples. "What's going on outside?"

Shen Qingci smiled. "We'll know once we go out and look. It seems someone has organized a roundtable meeting."

"Mhm."

Chen Yu looked at Lin Yue beside him. "Can you walk today?"

"I can. Just a bit slower."

Lin Yue whispered, her voice thin.

Chen Yu stretched his limbs and said calmly, "Then get ready. We're going downstairs."

The group quickly finished packing.

Shen Qingci and Li Mengyao intended to support Lin Yue from both sides.

But Lin Yue refused.

They opened the door to room 204.

Not two seconds later, the door to 205 next door also opened.

"?"

Zhang Longqi and Liu Zixuan quickly walked out, both looking even more listless than last night.

"What a... what a coincidence..."

Liu Zixuan gave an awkward greeting.

Shen Qingci nodded. "Mhm, morning, Junior Brother Zixuan."

Li Mengyao curled her lip.

Anyone could tell that these two were eavesdropping at the door, waiting for Chen Yu to come out before they dared to follow.

Zhang Longqi had dark circles under his eyes and the bruises on his face hadn't faded, making him look quite miserable. "Um... I heard that among the organizations participating in this mission, there's our Sea City's Scavenger Group."

"Scavenger?"

Chen Yu raised an eyebrow; he hadn't heard of them.

Seeing Chen Yu's expression, Zhang Longqi whispered, "Brother Yu, these people are security guards in name, but they're actually the underworld! They do everything from loan sharking to forced demolitions. They're not to be trifled with..."

Li Mengyao asked curiously, "How do you even know this?"

Zhang Longqi was speechless. "I went out for a walk this morning and everyone received an invitation to the roundtable meeting at noon. I'm just passing the message to the car owner!"

Chen Yu gave an 'oh'. "What about the others? What about the other seven teams?"

Zhang Longqi waved his hand. "I wouldn't know that..."

Chen Yu nodded. "Let's go. Let's check the dining hall."

The group walked through the slightly oppressive corridor and down the stairs.

Before they even reached the dining hall... a wave of noise hit them.

"Dead... all dead. Ah Jie, Xiao Lu, Wang Ying... they were dragged out of their rooms right before my eyes. All dead!"

"There was no stopping it. Just looking at that ghostly thing makes your legs go weak!"

"Dammit! To hell with this. I shouldn't have come to this crappy game! It's exactly like being in a horror movie!"

The massive dining hall was now packed with people.

Most of last night's survivors, except for a few who might still be hiding in their rooms, had gathered here.

At a rough glance, there were about twenty-some people.

They were either standing or leaning, faces filled with terror, forming small circles in groups of three to five.

In the center of the dining hall was a huge dining table.

Eight chairs, corresponding exactly to the eight car owners; seven were already occupied.

Six men and one woman.

Sitting at the head of the table was the buzz-cut man with a cigarette from yesterday. "Yo, finally out of bed, little brother? You've kept your big brothers and sisters waiting!"

Unsurprisingly, he was the car owner from the Scavenger Group that Zhang Longqi had mentioned.

As his voice faded...

The gazes of everyone at the table naturally converged on Chen Yu.

"Yeah, I thought you guys didn't dare to come to the meeting~"

"Looks like you guys are still students, huh?"

"Hehe, it's good to be young. To be able to sleep soundly in a place like this..."

Whispers also broke out in the surroundings, but they were all centered around Li Mengyao and Shen Qingci.

"Aiyoh, stop crying. Look, that one's definitely a beauty!"

"Damn! You don't say? With a figure like that, once the lights are out, who cares if she's an ugly monster?"

"Instead of thinking about perverted stuff, you'd better think about how to survive!"

Although the two women wore masks, their figures couldn't be hidden, drawing many stares.

But they were used to it and didn't mind.

Chen Yu casually pulled out a chair and sat down. "If you can't wait, don't. Who said this mission requires cooperation?"

The cigarette-smoking buzz-cut man's face stiffened, and his gaze darkened. "Oh? Fine. It seems you haven't grasped the situation yet, little brother? Hehehe..."

Beside him,

was a middle-aged man wearing glasses, sitting upright. "Seventh Convoy, from the Haicheng Film Academy's Acting Department. You are Chen Yu, the one with the strongest combat power, correct?"

Chen Yu frowned.

Zhang Longqi hurriedly leaned in. "Brother Yu, this morning... they were collecting information. I gave them the organization name and the car owner's name, but I didn't say anything about you being the strongest!"

Liu Zixuan also hurriedly corroborated, "Right, right! Brother Yu! I swear to God too, I didn't reveal anything about your abilities..."

Chen Yu said nothing.

The middle-aged man introduced, "This is Minister Li Hairong, the head of the Scavenger Group's Third Department. His talent is the S-rank Tool-type [Spiked Mace]."

"And I,"

He adjusted his glasses. "I am President Sun Xueming, the leader of the Lighthouse Society."

"Lighthouse Society?"

Shen Qingci frowned. "An elite club in Sea City. Its members are top scholars, engineers, and artists from various fields. Rumor has it the entry threshold for IQ is as high as 170..."

She was naturally saying this for Chen Yu's benefit.

Especially to remind him that the group of middle-aged people behind Sun Xueming were no simple passengers.

Chen Yu nodded after listening. "So, the Minister and the President are here to take charge?"

He didn't say this behind their backs, and his voice wasn't quiet.

Sun Xueming shook his head slightly, his smile carrying a hint of composure. "Student Chen Yu, that's not quite accurate. It's not taking charge, but rather... establishing order in an extreme environment!"