Accompanied by a gunshot, Du Sen collapsed to the ground not far away.

Lin Chen was startled; his sensory abilities were already strong, yet he had not detected the presence of the other party, indicating that the other was definitely an expert at concealing his Qi.

Looking in the direction of the gunshot, he saw only a dark shadow disappearing into the jungle.

Lin Chen quickly reached Du Sen's side, only to find Du Sen had been shot in the head and was already dead.

At that moment, a scream also came from behind him.

Lin Chen's heart sank; he knew Du Wei had also been struck down.

Sure enough, when he returned to Du Wei's side, this notorious troublemaker of DY was already lying in a pool of blood, a carved feather arrow stuck in his neck.

Although the Du father and son deserved to die, Lin Chen was curious about who exactly want to completely eradicate the Du family.

The police in the distance, having heard the gunshot, were already on their way, and Lin Chen quietly left the scene to avoid any unnecessary trouble.

His phone rang, it was a call from Qin Lan, "Xiaochen, I need to leave DY for a while, thank you for saving me."

"Where are you? Let me drop you off," Lin Chen asked.

"I'm about to board the plane, don't worry, I will come back," Qin Lan said with a laugh.

Lin Chen sighed, "Then I wish you a smooth journey."

As the call ended, Qin Lan, sitting on the plane, looked out the window, "Lin Chen, take good care of yourself, when I return, you will meet a brand new me."

Looking at the sky, Lin Chen felt a slight sense of loss hearing that Qin Lan was leaving.

The fall of the Du family caused a huge stir in DY, and almost the next day, another major news broke that Du family's businesses in DY were acquired by Tianyan Company for two billion.

Tianyan Company, which was just founded with ten million in assets, had suddenly become a commercial giant in DY.

In fact, Lin Chen was merely playing a game of selling from one hand and buying with the other; though it was a two billion acquisition, the money that was sold eventually flowed back into Lin Chen's own account.

Back at home in Taohua Village, Lin Chen was joyfully watching the rising popularity values on the system control panel.

Now Lin Chen had become a celebrity in DY, hence the soaring popularity values, looking at the system, Lin Chen now had over thirty thousand popularity values.

Lin Chen's business was growing bigger and bigger, and he was running out of energy; he felt overwhelmed.

At Tianyan Company, he was responsible for refining cosmetics. The Little God Chef Private Restaurant could not do without him either; it would be great if he could have a few disciples.

At that moment, he suddenly discovered that the copying function of the Tianyan Divine Eyes was upgradable.

"Level 2 Copying Ability", which allows short-term transfer of one's skills to others. In the later stages of Qi Refinement, you can have three opportunities; each copier can copy a skill from you. With each level up, both the number of people who can copy and the number of skills that can be copied will increase."

Seeing this copying function, Lin Chen was immediately tempted.

With this feature, Lin Chen could pass on the Shennong Secret Technique and his mastery in culinary skills to trusted individuals, freeing him up to spend more time on cultivation.

"System, I want to upgrade the copying feature."

"Does the host 'Lin Chen' wish to use thirty thousand popularity values to upgrade the copying skills?"

"Damn, thirty thousand, system, you're getting greedier; learning the copying skill cost only ten thousand popularity values, and the upgrade jumped to thirty thousand?"

"As the host's abilities grow stronger, the popularity values required for exchanging goods will increase. This is also for the growth of the host," the system responded.

"Then I really should thank you." Lin Chen felt frustrated inside, originally thinking that earning popularity points had become easier, but he hadn't expected that the faster he earned them, the faster he spent them.

"I need to upgrade the 'copy function'." Although it pained him to lose the popularity points, Lin Chen had to learn this skill.

"Ding-dong, congratulations to the host 'Lin Chen' for upgrading the Tianyan Divine Eye copy function to level two, deducting 30,000 popularity points, balance 200 points."

Looking at the pitiful popularity points, Lin Chen sighed, feeling as if he had returned to square one.

Lin Chen had already decided on his first copying target; he planned to copy the master chef abilities to Zhao Xiaowen.

Lin Chen drove to the Little God Chef Private Diner; he had just arrived at the entrance when he saw that it was already packed with people.

"Manager Zhao, you can't just say you're closed and actually be closed, I've come all this way, you can't let me go hungry," a person said.

The speaker was Li Meng, a standard foodie; since he had tasted the meals from the Little God Chef, he never went to any other restaurants because for him, the dishes at other restaurants were simply trash.

He almost always ate at the Little God Chef, so he was familiar with Zhao Xiaowen.

"I'm sorry, our chef isn't here, come back tomorrow!" Zhao Xiaowen said helplessly.

"Manager Zhao, you can't do this, without the Little God Chef's dishes I'll go hungry tonight!" Li Meng said with a mournful face.

"Yes, we've come all the way from the Capital City just to eat the Little God Chef's dishes, you can't just say it's closed."

Soon, a wave of discontent rose among the crowd.

Lin Chen hadn't expected that just by not opening for one afternoon, he would receive so much criticism.

Zhao Xiaowen also felt worried, but then she suddenly spotted Lin Chen in the crowd.

"You finally came back," she sighed with relief upon seeing Lin Chen.

Although Lin Chen was now worth billions, he decided to continue operating the Little God Chef Private Diner, after all, he had opened this restaurant for Zhao Xiaowen.

Upon entering the kitchen and donning an apron, Lin Chen started to cook.

Dish after dish was served, and the discontent of the waiting customers earlier had vanished completely, as everyone was immersed in the deliciousness of Lin Chen's culinary creations.

"This plate of stir-fried cabbage is so delicious."

"Absolutely, I've never had cabbage this tasty before."

The stir-fried cabbage made by Lin Chen today received unanimous praise from everyone; Lin Chen knew that aside from his cooking skills, it was also because the taste of the cabbage itself was quite special.

It seems that using the "Minor Rain Technique" was indeed very effective.

At that moment, Zhao Xiaowen walked in. Lin Chen looked at her and said, "Xiaowen, let me teach you how to cook!"

"Teach me how to cook? I don't have that kind of talent you have." Although Zhao Xiaowen cooked sometimes just to fill her stomach, it was fine for herself, but hardly presentable for others; she didn't think she had a talent for cooking.

Lin Chen took Zhao Xiaowen's hand seriously and said, "Look into my eyes, don't look away until I say stop!"

Zhao Xiaowen fixed her gaze on Lin Chen's eyes, suddenly feeling a rush of information flooding into her mind, transforming instantaneously into recipes and cooking techniques implanted in her memory.

About five minutes later, Lin Chen released Zhao Xiaowen's hand and asked, "Do you feel anything different?"

"My mind seems to suddenly have a lot of recipes and cooking techniques," Zhao Xiaowen said, almost dumbfounded and utterly amazed.