After Lin Yu successfully joined the Psychological Society using the identity of 'Zhu Ming'...

The night in Jiangcheng remained restless.

Fluoxetine entered a convenience store and bought two rice balls, unwrapping them as she walked while eating, then stopped to watch two taxi drivers parked by the roadside shouting at each other.

"Hoho, humans are so amusing."

"Keep it up, you two! Humanity only progresses through conflict!"

Fluoxetine sighed with emotion, then heard a weary voice from behind.

"Hey there... you're Fluoxetine from the Psychological Society, right?"

Fluoxetine turned around and saw an unshaven man in a baseball cap riding an electric scooter, eyeing her warily.

She paused briefly, then said, "Sorry, but who are you..."

The baseball cap man showed a deeply hurt expression: "No way! You're an S-Class Specialist from the Psychological Society swaggering into Jiangcheng territory, and you don't even know who I am?"

"Even though I was just transferred here yesterday... you should still know about me! I'm somewhat famous!"

Fluoxetine stuffed the egg and tuna rice ball into her mouth, then spoke seriously.

"Sorry, I really don't remember you... I'm not the type with particularly good memory. Your potential rating must be below S and A, right..."

The man couldn't help clenching his fists, saying somewhat aggrievedly: "Shibal shake... I at least made the forum's top 100 ranking! 'Good Night'—'Good Night' from 'Order,' haven't you heard of me?!"

Fluoxetine paused: "Uncle, don't you know which organization I'm from?"

"Yes, the Psychological Society, isn't that right!"

Good Night said cautiously.

Fluoxetine nodded: "Right, so can Psychological Society members access the forum?"

Her soul-piercing question left Good Night completely speechless.

The logic made sense...

But everyone knew that major announcements on the forum couldn't be hidden from the three large organizations that had been expelled!

The forum still had too many users, so they had plenty of ways to obtain information about the forum!

Among them, the Psychological Society should be one of the groups most concerned about the forum's rankings!

So, looking at Fluoxetine before him, Good Night felt somewhat desperate.

"Aigoo, you brat, don't look down on people! I... I'm currently the captain of Jiangcheng Team One of Order!"

Fluoxetine laughed.

"Absolutely no such intention, it's just... I don't see anything particularly noteworthy about you for now."

"The captain of Jiangcheng Team One—even the former chief captain wouldn't be my match. In this city, aside from that foolish rich guy, the only one worth my attention is..."

Fluoxetine didn't finish her sentence, pursing her lips.

"Forget it, let's not talk about her. That person's name is rather unlucky, like Voldemort."

Hearing this, Good Night's lifeless face completely revealed the unique suppressed anger characteristic of corporate drones.

"Yah, girl... you should be glad you're still within my aesthetic preferences."

"So later I won't damage that pretty face of yours!"

Fluoxetine laughed upon hearing this.

"Yah, uncle, ahjussi," Fluoxetine mimicked Good Night's strange accent, "you should be glad I'm in a good mood today!"

"Otherwise, for a pitiful person like you with no potential, I wouldn't mind killing you."

As soon as she finished speaking...

Right there on the roadside in Jiangcheng, Fluoxetine wielding her hand axe and Good Night who had pulled out a metal keyboard collided.

"Bang!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and the quarreling taxi drivers immediately reconciled, turning to look here simultaneously.

Fluoxetine, who had stepped back, looked at Good Night shaking his pained hand under the streetlight, then turned to the onlookers.

She took out a pocket watch from her bosom, swung it in a large arc through the air, and spoke to the two drivers.

"Hey, uncles, we're filming a short video. Could you please find another spot?"

The two uncles, hearing Fluoxetine's almost mesmerizing voice, hesitated for a moment before each got into their taxis and drove away.

Then, Fluoxetine put away the pocket watch and looked at Good Night, speaking cheerfully.

"Captain of Order, no need to thank me."

Good Night glanced at Fluoxetine and suddenly fell into thought.

"You're actually quite kind-hearted... Honestly, do you have some unspeakable difficulty?"

"Such a delicate young girl with such a pleasant voice—were you forced to join the Psychological Society?"

Good Night's two sincere questions left even Fluoxetine with a somewhat stunned expression.

After a moment, Fluoxetine put away her playful demeanor and looked at Good Night more formally.

"I retract my previous statement, Captain... You're not some mediocre person. The Society's evaluation standards just aren't comprehensive enough, causing them to overlook you."

After saying this, she pulled out another brand new axe, gripping one in each hand as she charged toward Good Night.

"In that case, let me assess and test you properly!"

...

This restless night wasn't confined to Jiangcheng alone.

Outside Jiangcheng, in Chengcheng, inside a cool, spacious air-conditioned room.

A gaming PC case with LED lights and various game consoles were neatly arranged on the desk. In the center of this room any gaming otaku would dream of, sat a fair-skinned boy who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old.

A lazy cat lay sprawled in front of his keyboard.

At the moment, he wasn't playing games;

it seemed he was on a voice call with a net friend.

"You're telling me what? 'Fish,' the investigators your 'Marauders' sent to Jiangcheng were completely wiped out, captured by 'Order,' and brought back no useful intel?"

"That shouldn't be... To catch 'Furbollo,' any team led by a 'First-Tier' should be fine!"

"What? That idiot got promoted?"

"That's impossible... Are you sure?"

"He posted on the forum bragging about it? Tch, this guy actually got lucky..."

"Wait, even if he successfully advanced, your people shouldn't have all been captured!"

"This operation was my miscalculation, sorry. I'll refund half the consulting fee and provide you with a new plan for free."

"Fish, Sis Fish, listen to me, this isn't about the money—it's about my reputation. I, 'Twenty,' have been working as a 'Detective' and consultant for so long, and what I value most is honesty and credibility."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely settle this matter for you... Okay, hanging up now!"

The boy ended the voice call, took off his headset, his face gloomy.

"Really strange, how did this plan fail at the very first step..."

"It seems I underestimated that 'May'."

"He's far from just being 'a quite talented newcomer'..."