Everything I bought on online shopping platforms was genuine.

After Liu Ruyan left, Lin Mo checked the time and realized that he definitely wouldn't have time for his morning exercise. He decided to skip breakfast and just do a standing meditation before leaving, since he still had to go to medical school for class today.

He then took out his phone to check today's shopping page.

[Wild pineapple + seafood set meal; same as the one served at the sea training ground; it causes vomiting and diarrhea, leaving you exhausted – practically a legal weapon these days, you deserve to have it; ¥7.2]

[Double-edged sword; Two swords in one sheath, the army obeys, suicide to return to heaven; ¥12.49]

[One box of Little Chef Crispy Noodles; includes a complete set of Water Margin cards; ¥0.1]

[Three cases of Anmuxi yogurt; each case includes a 10g gold poster; ¥3.3]

After looking at it, even though I know that most of the items on my shopping page are abstract, I still realize that I underestimated it.

This thing always manages to produce something unexpected.

The first item, which was originally a common spot for weapons, has now been replaced with a wild pineapple and seafood combo. Needless to say, this dish has special effects, and even in reality, few people could withstand the combination of these two items.

Jiang Xiaoyu, that lousy fish, used this deluxe package to help the other two turn their lives around. It was so easy to get into the special forces, so it could be considered a weapon. Most importantly, this thing was legal.

After thinking for a moment, he called Miss Yuan. If the old lady was still around, he could buy it and have Miss Yuan deliver it to the old lady's family.

Firstly, it's not fatal; secondly, it can give Miss Yuan some venting; thirdly, it's not illegal; and most importantly, he doesn't have any so-called enemies. The only families he's at odds with, the Qin and Huang families, are probably still having headaches about their own businesses.

Even if he were to invite them to dinner, let alone wild pineapples and seafood, even if he were to give them laxatives, as long as he let go, the two old men wouldn't hesitate.

After thinking about it, he realized that the only people he could get along with were Miss Yuan and others he didn't get along with. He couldn't become a bodyguard, but he could still send some good stuff over.

When the call connected, Miss Yuan said that she and He Xiaoyue had returned last night, and that the old lady had chickened out and been discharged from the hospital. Lin Mo had no choice but to give up.

As for the second item, the double-edged sword, he merely glanced at it without a ripple in his heart.

Why would he commit suicide? I don't know if this thing is meant to make the entire army commit suicide with him, or if after it's pulled out, the army will obey his orders and then he will commit suicide himself.

However, if we interpret it literally, the latter is more likely: he commands the entire army to obey his orders, and then he commits suicide.

But whichever it is, he hasn't lived enough yet, so take it quickly.

The third option is quite interesting. You see, this was his childhood dream: to collect all 108 Water Margin cards. That would make him quite proud among his friends.

Unfortunately, he has grown up and no longer likes the so-called Water Margin cards; gold is the only real thing.

He immediately picked the fourth item: Anmuxi yogurt. He didn't care whether it was sour or not, since there was plenty of yogurt downstairs, but the thirty grams of gold was very meaningful.

Based on the current gold price, it's worth almost 3 yuan. If it were a celebrity poster, sold to fans, the price could be several times higher.

After the payment was successful, three boxes of yogurt appeared. Luckily, he had the foresight to sit on the ground and avoid being hit, since these things were quite heavy.

Then came the unpacking. All the yogurt was put into the refrigerator. Sure enough, the so-called gold poster was found in the box. It looked quite large and featured a female celebrity surnamed Bai, along with her signature.

But Lin Mo's eyes showed no appreciation for beauty at this moment; they were filled only with a desire for gold.

Of course, he couldn't possibly melt down the poster and sell it for gold; he wasn't that stupid. If he really wanted to sell it, he could easily do so through Chuanmei, since this thing still had a lot of collectible value, especially for those fans.

He stacked the three posters and placed them in the glass display case, then began practicing standing meditation. When a warm current flowed from his lower abdomen to his lower back, he stopped practicing, then washed up, changed his clothes, went downstairs, and drove to the medical school to go to class.

Because he was in a particularly good mood today, he carried his breakfast and hummed a little tune as he walked into the office.

"Good morning, teacher! Good morning, senior sister!" Lin Mo greeted with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Professor Li nodded, and his senior sister Shen Qingnan couldn't help but ask curiously, "Junior brother, you seem to be in a good mood today. What's the good news?"

"I won a prize when I bought yogurt! A 10-gram gold poster!" Lin Mo laughed.

Upon hearing this, both of them were taken aback and began to ask questions.

Lin Mo only said that he bought a box of yogurt downstairs yesterday, and when he opened it this morning, he found that he had won the prize. Upon seeing this, the two couldn't help but marvel at his good luck.

"Junior brother, your poster is very valuable. I saw it online, and it's been sold for over 50,000 yuan apiece. If you sell it to those fans, it might even fetch 100,000 yuan," Senior Sister Shen Qingnan exclaimed after checking on her phone.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo was taken aback, then his smile widened. In other words, his three gold posters could be valued at between 15 and 30, or even higher.

"Wait a minute, is gold really this expensive now? It's only 10 grams, how come it's worth 50,000 or 100,000?" Professor Li asked.

Upon hearing this, senior student Shen Qingnan couldn't help but laugh and say, "Teacher, you don't understand, this is fan culture!"

"What kind of meal is this? It's so expensive. Is it made with Jingyang rice?" Professor Li asked, puzzled.

After all, he's seen and eaten his share of food, including rice that costs over 8,000 yuan per kilogram. If the rice is made with Jingyang rice, then this fandom should be quite valuable.

“Oh dear, you wouldn’t understand even if I told you. Fan circles are just fans, die-hard fans, who are willing to spend a lot of money,” Shen Qingnan explained.

Hearing this, Professor Li sighed in disbelief: "I don't understand you young people. Let me put it this way, even if it were a poster of Andy Lau, I wouldn't spend this much money to buy it."

The two young men exchanged a glance, and then Lin Mo said with a smile, "Alright, by the way, teacher, have you eaten yet? Let's grab something to eat together!"

Upon hearing this, both of them waved their hands in refusal, mainly because they had already eaten and were both practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine, each with their own set of health preservation standards.

However, Shen Qingnan accepted a cup of red date soy milk from him and sipped it slowly.

"By the way, senior sister, has there been any new developments regarding Director Wang's matter at your hospital yesterday?" Lin Mo asked.

Upon hearing this, Professor Li sighed, "We were just talking about this before you came. Little Wang has had a tough life. I even knew his former teacher. I never expected this. I hope he doesn't do anything foolish."

Although he didn't say everything, Lin Mo understood that some people were already suspicious of him. Based on Director Wang's good reputation, people who knew him now hoped that he had nothing to do with this matter.

"There's no concrete progress, but there's all sorts of rumors circulating in the hospital right now. However, Director Wang isn't working anymore."

I know that patient a little. The old man has a son. When the disease was discovered, it was already in its late stage. His family wanted him to receive treatment, but he was afraid of spending money. During this time, Director Wang helped him a lot and asked many people to help him see patients. They all said there was little hope, so in the end, they referred him to me for conservative treatment.

"To put it simply, saying there are still two months left is an optimistic estimate," Shen Qingnan sighed.

Lin Mo: "He's a real man!"

Two people:
(End of this chapter)