132: Chapter 132 The owner of the sign-in system appears; invincible simply by signing in?
The cold whiskey had not yet slid down his esophagus.
The custom tablet resting on the small coffee table beside the rattan chair suddenly lit up, emitting two "beep-beep" sounds.
Qin Yuan raised an eyebrow, set down his wine glass, and picked up the tablet.
"Boss! Have you cleaned up the loose ends regarding the Divine Tycoon? Hurry up and take a look at this new weirdo who popped up!"
On the screen, Gu Qianqian sat cross-legged on a carpet littered with instant noodle cups and computer towers.
She had half a spicy strip dangling from her mouth, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she switched a surveillance video to the main screen.
"This guy is named Zhao Si."
Gu Qianqian's voice was filled with a strong sense of suppressed laughter.
"He was originally an unemployed drifter who applied phone screen protectors under the overpass."
"But just two days ago, he suddenly seemed like a completely different person."
The video footage began to play.
The surveillance view showed a dilapidated little park in the suburbs of Jiangzhong City.
It was past one in the morning.
A fat man wearing a faded undershirt and flip-flops stood sneakily beside the park's long-dried fountain pool.
He looked around, confirmed no one was there, and suddenly shouted at the empty air.
"Sign in!"
The video had no sound, but by reading his lips, Qin Yuan could clearly make out those two words.
Immediately after.
A miraculous scene unfolded.
The moment the fat man named Zhao Si finished shouting "Sign in."
An extremely faint, visible red aura suddenly erupted around his body!
That aura was just like the internal martial arts energy in novels, circling his body a few times before suddenly diving into him!
"This… is this?"
Qin Yuan's pupils constricted slightly.
Being knowledgeable and experienced, he naturally recognized the nature of that red aura at a glance.
This was absolutely no trick of the eye, but genuine ancient martial arts Nine Yang True Qi!
Moreover, judging by the density of the energy flow.
This fat man, the moment he shouted "Sign in," had instantly jumped from an ordinary person who couldn't even truss a chicken into an ancient martial arts expert with ten years of internal energy cultivation!
"This is what I meant by him being a weirdo."
Gu Qianqian crunched on the spicy strip in her mouth, her tone incredulous.
"I captured the instantaneous energy burst within his body through the Skynet energy monitoring system."
"According to data analysis, this energy is very similar to the legendary ancient martial art 'Nine Yang Divine Skill'!"
"Nine Yang Divine Skill?"
Qin Yuan couldn't help but sneer.
"The quality of these wholesale systems from the Heavenly Dao is getting cheaper and cheaper."
"They're even recycling cultivation techniques from Old Master Jin Yong's novels?"
"How dare they bring out such a dime-a-dozen cheat to embarrass themselves?"
Although he said that.
Qin Yuan knew very well in his heart that this was definitely another "bulk-bin system" Child of Destiny sent down by the Heavenly Dao.
Moreover.
This system seemed to be a bit more interesting than the previous Divine Tycoon system.
"Continue monitoring."
Qin Yuan leaned back in the rattan chair, nonchalantly twisting the black gold ring on his thumb.
"Let's see what new tricks this fat rat can pull."
"You got it!"
Gu Qianqian quickly switched the surveillance feeds.
The video fast-forwarded.
Over the next two days.
The fat man named Zhao Si acted like a madman, scurrying crazily all over Jiangzhong City.
He shouted "Sign in" at trash cans and obtained a box of "Top-Grade Golden Wound Medicine."
He shouted "Sign in" at public toilets and obtained a "Black Iron Kitchen Knife."
He even shouted "Sign in" at a stray dog on the side of the road and popped out a remnant volume of the "Dog Beating Staff Technique."
This scene was just like a patient with severe chuunibyou playing a real-life RPG game.
It was so comical that it made one want to laugh.
But it was undeniable.
With every sign-in.
Zhao Si's True Qi fluctuations were skyrocketing at rocket speed!
In just two short days.
He had transformed from a weakling fat man who applied screen protectors into an ancient martial arts master with at least fifty years of internal energy and proficiency in several ultimate techniques!
"This leveling speed is truly outrageous."
Gu Qianqian clicked her tongue as she looked at the almost vertical red curve on the monitoring data.
"Boss, with the strength this fat guy has now, he could probably go toe-to-toe with the elites of our Shadow Guard."
"Do you want me to send someone to… him?"
Gu Qianqian made a throat-slitting gesture in front of the screen.
"No rush."
Qin Yuan waved his hand.
"A piece of trash who only knows how to stack stats through sign-ins is still just an idiot who doesn't understand combat, even if you give him a hundred years of internal energy."
"If the Shadow Guard goes to kill him, it would only dirty our brothers' hands."
Qin Yuan stood up, walked to the edge of the pool, and looked at the moon reflected on the water's surface.
"I am quite curious, though."
"What is the final mission that this sign-in system has issued him?"
"Hehe, Boss is wise!"
Gu Qianqian immediately switched the screen to another piece of top-secret intercepted intelligence.
"This is the reason why I was in such a rush to find you!"
"This fat guy's system doesn't seem very well-behaved."
A blurry screenshot of a system panel appeared on the screen.
This was forcibly captured by Gu Qianqian using top-tier hacking techniques during the split second when the system's firewall had a brief vulnerability while Zhao Si was signing in.
On the screenshot, an ultimate sign-in mission was conspicuously marked in blood-red font.
[Epic Sign-in Mission Triggered!]
[Mission Location: Suburbs of the Capital, core area of the Qin Family Ancestral Mausoleum!]
[Mission Reward: Supreme Physique 'Desolate Ancient Sacred Body'! Top-Grade Elixir 'Longevity Immortal Pill'!]
[Failure Penalty: Eradication!]
Seeing this mission.
A terrifying killing intent that made one's blood run cold instantly flashed in Qin Yuan's pitch-black, deep eyes.
The temperature of the surrounding air seemed to drop by a dozen degrees.
The Qin Family Ancestral Mausoleum?!
This was no longer a provocation.
This was blatantly shitting on his, Qin Yuan's, neck!
As the top-tier noble clan of Huaxia, the feng shui of the Qin Family ancestral grave concerned the lifeblood and destiny of the entire family.
Let alone outsiders.
Even core members within the Qin Family were absolutely not allowed to step half a foot into the mausoleum without the family head's permission!
Now.
A fat man who didn't know whether he was living or dying actually wanted to step on the grave of his Qin Family ancestor to sign in and collect a reward?!
He even wanted the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body? He even wanted immortality?!
"Good."
"Very good."
Qin Yuan laughed instead of getting angry.
That smile was like an Asura crawling out of hell, bloodthirsty and cruel.
"Since this fat rat wants to play something exciting."
"Then I will play along with him properly."
"Qianqian."
Qin Yuan's voice was as cold as ice.
"Where is he now?"
"According to Skynet's trajectory tracking, he bought a high-speed rail ticket to the capital three hours ago."
Gu Qianqian's hands danced across the keyboard, pulling up Zhao Si's real-time location.
"Boss, this fat guy has already arrived in the capital!"
"And he just hailed an unlicensed taxi, heading straight for the direction of our family's ancestral grave!"
"He's quite fast."
Qin Yuan turned around and tossed the glass of whiskey into the pool.
With a "bang," water splashed everywhere.
"Notify Tanlang."
"Prepare the plane immediately, we're returning to the capital."
Qin Yuan picked up a black trench coat from the side, draped it over his shoulders, and strode outside.
"I want to see."
"How this fat rat plans to dance on my Qin Family ancestor's grave."
...
The night was dark and the wind was high.
In the suburbs of the capital.
This place was far from the hustle and bustle of the city, surrounded by dense primeval forests.
In the deepest part of the forest.
A vast and imposing imperial-grade mausoleum lay quietly in the night.
The towering white marble archway, the solemn and sacred spirit way, and those huge stone tablets carved with intricate dragon patterns.
Everything served to highlight the illustrious status of the mausoleum's owner.
This was the ancestral mausoleum of the Qin Family, the top-tier noble clan of the capital!
"Whoosh—"
A gust of cold wind blew by, whipping up a few fallen leaves on the ground.
Outside the three-meter-high anti-climbing iron fence surrounding the mausoleum.
A fat man carrying a black backpack, sweating profusely, was panting as he hid behind a large tree.
It was none other than Zhao Si, who had rushed to the capital overnight!
He wiped the oily sweat from his forehead, looking at the fortress-like, heavily guarded mausoleum before him, not only without a shred of awe.
On the contrary.
His eyes were shining!
Just like seeing mountains of gold and silver everywhere!
"The Qin Family?"
"Hehe."
Zhao Si panted, the corners of his mouth curling into a sneer identical to those of the Crooked-Mouth Dragon Kings and Crooked-Mouth War Gods.
It was filled with insufferable arrogance and chuunibyou.
"What about the capital's number one family, what about the Shadow Emperor Qin Yuan?"
"In front of my [Myriad Worlds Sign-in System], they are all trash!"
He patted his belly, which now possessed fifty years of internal energy, feeling the surging Nine Yang True Qi within his body.
His self-confidence was absolutely bursting to the extreme!
"As long as I sneak in and sign in on the biggest grave in the very center."
"Desolate Ancient Sacred Body! Longevity Immortal Pill!"
"By then, I will be the invincible god of the world!"
"This so-called Qin Family ancestral grave."
Zhao Si clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashing with greed and madness.
"Is nothing more than the first stepping stone for me, Zhao Si, to reach the pinnacle of the world!"