Chapter 5: Hello, You Can't Take a Dump Here

Even though he had anticipated it, he couldn't help but feel excited when he truly confirmed that he had "hacked" the system.

Moreover, the way this gold bracelet appeared was so crude and straightforward that it couldn't be anything but a cheat.

He grabbed the gold bracelet; it felt heavy in his hand, which immediately put his mind at ease. As long as it wasn't plastic, that was all that mattered.

There were no tags on the bracelet, nor was the weight indicated. The circumference wasn't large, but it was at least twenty or thirty grams.

He couldn't tell if it was real or fake—after all, he wasn't a gold buyer—but he would know for sure once he found a jewelry store tomorrow.

Just as he was feeling excited, his phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was a voice call request from Yuan Meng.

"Master Lin, I'm here! Hurry up, it's already twelve o'clock. What kind of good stuff do you have for me?"

As soon as he answered, Yuan Meng's impatient voice came through.

"What good stuff?" Lin默 (Lin Mo) asked, somewhat confused.

"Didn't you give me three taps and tell me to call you in the middle of the night? I've watched *Journey to the West*, I know how this works!"

Lin Mo:...

"I... wait a second, I'm sending you something."

He truly couldn't understand Yuan Meng's train of thought. He wasn't Bodhi Patriarch, yet she was playing this game.

But he immediately thought of a countermeasure. He found a cracking method online, packed the link, and sent it to Yuan Meng, saying

"Today, I bestow upon you the Art of WeMod. It shall grant you great divine powers; neither gods nor Asuras will be a match for you, and even Kled will be nothing but a fool offering his head!

Don't talk to me about repaying the favor. Just make sure that if you get into trouble later, you don't mention your master!"

Upon receiving the link, Yuan Meng immediately said no problem, she’d take the heat if anything happened, and then hung up the phone.

"Sigh, youth is a wonderful thing," Lin Mo chuckled, clearly in a good mood.

But soon, Yuan Meng called again. Lin Mo, of course, wouldn't answer. He wasn't stupid; if he answered, there was no telling what kind of verbal abuse he’d receive.

After she called five times and saw he wasn't picking up, Yuan Meng sent three 60-second voice messages in a row.

He didn't need to open them to know they were filled with profanity, ending with a sticker of a bloody kitchen knife.

Lin Mo, meanwhile, clutched the gold bracelet, overcome with excitement, and eventually fell asleep at some unknown hour.

Early the next morning, Lin Mo, who should have been sleeping in, got up early, contrary to his usual habits.

After a quick wash, he headed out with the gold bracelet in his hand.

Just as he reached the entrance of his apartment complex, he saw a middle-aged man walking out of the local supermarket, carrying a fishing rod and a tackle box.

"He Qiang, get back here! If you dare to go, don't even think about stepping into this house tonight, or I'll change my last name to yours!"

A woman shouted from the supermarket entrance.

The man didn't seem afraid in the slightest; he just snorted and kept walking.

*Who says there are no Great Emperors among the human race?* Lin Mo felt genuine admiration.

"Yo, you're up early today. Have you eaten yet?"

Turning his head, He Qiang noticed him and spoke with a bit of embarrassment.

Mainly, ever since Lin Mo moved in, he often came to his supermarket to buy things. Although he didn't know his name, they had seen each other enough to be familiar.

"Yeah, I was just about to go grab something. Are you heading out to fish?"

Lin Mo wasn't a social butterfly, but he wasn't socially anxious either; he could handle normal social interactions just fine.

"Yeah, working every day is exhausting. Now that I finally have a day off, I have to cast a few lines! I'm off!"

With that, he hopped on his electric scooter and sped away.

After a simple breakfast on the side of the road, Lin Mo took a taxi to the commercial street and found a small gold shop with a sign that read "High-Price Gold Buying."

"Hello, do you buy gold here?"

Lin Mo didn't beat around the bush and stated his purpose directly.

A middle-aged man was sitting at the front desk—likely the owner and the employee all in one.

"We do."

The owner smiled as he greeted him, happy to have business.

Lin Mo took out the bracelet and handed it to the owner.

"Do you have the receipt?"

"I can't find it."

"That's fine."

The owner inspected it and weighed it: 32 grams.

"Is it okay if I burn it?"

"No problem."

He was selling gold, not the bracelet itself, so it didn't matter.

The owner took out a blowtorch and started chatting with him while he burned it.

"This bracelet looks very new, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, it was for my girlfriend, but she didn't want it," Lin Mo said, expressionless.

This was the excuse he had prepared beforehand. As for the receipt, he’d just say it was a surprise gift and he’d thrown it away. It sounded a bit like a "simp," but so be it—the money was what mattered.

Upon hearing this, the owner fell silent, and the look he gave Lin Mo was filled with pity.

"The bracelet is fine. Based on today's gold price of 820 per gram, that's 26,240 in total. Does that work for you?"

"No problem!" Lin Mo said, still expressionless.

Seeing him like this, the owner assumed he was suffering from heartbreak and transferred the money quickly. Since it was an individual shop, he just did a face-to-face WeChat transfer.

It was much more convenient than big jewelry stores or specialized gold-buying centers that required filling out forms and providing bank cards.

The moment Lin Mo walked out of the gold shop, he couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth anymore.

Not only had he gained a windfall, but most importantly, he had finally confirmed that all of this was real. He felt like the future was bright.

Suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, he walked faster and faster, his mind filled with fantasies of becoming a billionaire, achieving financial freedom, and becoming a successful person everyone envied.

But at the same time, he felt a bit of fear. What if someone found out? What if the purchase page suddenly disappeared one day?

For a moment, Lin Mo felt lost. Facing this opportunity that could change his destiny, what kind of mindset should he have?

Without realizing it, he had walked to People's Park.

It was Saturday, and there were quite a few people: children flying kites, an old man selling kites, signs on the grass forbidding kite flying, and a security guard who was supposed to stop them but refused to look in the children's direction.

Everyone's mental state was quite good; everyone was living their own lives. It was a chaotic mix, yet harmonious.

Suddenly, Lin Mo's heart calmed down. He squatted down and touched the wild grass in the corner of the path.

*Yeah, why think so much? Just like this wild grass—the wind blows it, the sun shines on it. It looks like it possesses the sun and the wind, but in reality, other than being a blade of grass, it doesn't possess anything. The sun and the wind will both disappear.*

*So, one should bathe in the sun when there is sun, and enjoy the wind when there is wind. It never had anything to begin with, just like me.*

"Hoo~"

Lin Mo let out a heavy breath. Having figured some things out, he felt much lighter.

"A person shouldn't be too greedy. Once you have a thousand, you want ten thousand; once you're an emperor, you want to become an immortal. A person only has two hands; even if you enter a mountain of gold and silver, you can only carry two things. If you take the gold and silver bracelet, you can't take the jade ruyi. How can you have everything you want?"

"Use the purchase page to strengthen myself, achieve financial freedom, and at the same time, enrich my knowledge and skills."

Thinking of this, Lin Mo felt a sense of relief and couldn't help but let out a satisfied sound.

"Ah~"

But the next second, the voice of a security guard came from behind him

"Hey, you! No pooping here!"

Lin Mo:...