Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

The black armored off-road vehicle resembled an angry steel behemoth.

It blared its piercing siren, forcefully tearing through the thin fog that blanketed Jinghai City in the early morning.

Inside the carriage, Su Xiaoxiao stared intently at the tactical tablet. The red dot representing the "system host" on the screen was frantically darting around on the city map like a headless fly, and the entire transportation network had turned a dark red, indicating severe paralysis.

"Boss, these people are practically brainwashed!"

Su Xiaoxiao swallowed hard and quickly switched between several surveillance cameras in different blocks.

"They completely disregard existing social rules and are doing incomprehensible things in the streets!"

Zhao Tiezhu gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands and slammed on the brakes.

The SUV's tires left two charred marks on the asphalt road before it came to a stop just before an intersection.

"Damn it! Do these idiots have a death wish?!"

Zhao Tiezhu leaned halfway out of the car window and started cursing loudly.

Right in front of them on the zebra crossing, a young man in a suit was lying in the middle of the road. Even though the light was green for vehicles, he was doing push-ups as if no one else was around.

The young man was shouting and yelling wildly as he worked.

"Ninety-eight! Ninety-nine! Self-Disciplined Male God System, look carefully! I've finished one hundred push-ups! Quickly max out my charm value, I'm going to conquer that beautiful female CEO across the street!"

Before he could finish speaking, a speeding city water truck honked its horn without hesitation.

The high-pressure water gun sprayed out a huge jet of water, which directly washed away the "self-disciplined god" who was immersed in his dream, making him roll three times on the ground and fall into the roadside green belt like a drowned rat.

"With that kind of intelligence, you want to be a male god? You're more like a water monkey!"

Zhao Tiezhu chuckled and stepped on the gas again.

However, just as the car struggled to move to the next major intersection, an even more absurd and outrageous sight blocked their way.

A middle-aged woman wearing a bright red sequined silk suit and with big, wavy hair.

Holding two enormous red silk folding fans, she stood arrogantly in the middle of the left-turn lane. Accompanied by background music that no one else could hear, she wildly swayed her barrel-shaped waist.

The surrounding cars were completely blocked, and the drivers were honking their horns angrily, creating an ear-piercing noise that could practically blow one's head off.

"Shut up, all of you! Don't get in my way of completing this epic quest chain!"

The woman in red turned around and arrogantly waved her folding fan at the drivers who were honking their horns.

"My 'Square Dance God System' has issued me a mandatory task! I must dance the 'Gokuraku Jodo' dance for ten minutes at the intersection with the highest pedestrian traffic! Failure to complete it will result in being eliminated by the system!"

"Once I get the Marrow Cleansing Pill and return to my eighteen-year-old self, you mortals won't even be worthy to carry my shoes!"

The middle-aged woman was immersed in her fantasies of dominating the square dancing world, and she danced with increasing enthusiasm.

Just then, two traffic police motorcycles, flashing red and blue lights, screeched to a stop beside her.

"Madam! You have seriously violated the Road Traffic Safety Law and are suspected of endangering public safety!"

The young traffic policeman dismounted from his motorcycle, raised his body camera, and shouted a warning.

"Please stop your dangerous behavior immediately and move to the sidewalk to accept your punishment!"

The woman became agitated upon hearing that she would be punished.

Instead of backing down, she pounced on the traffic policeman like a mother hen protecting her chicks, raising her red silk fan and slapping it across his face.

"A fine? You dare fine the Chosen One? Believe me or not, I'll have the system erase you from the NPC list..."

The old lady hadn't even finished her grand pronouncements.

Without hesitation, an older traffic policeman rushed forward from behind the young officer.

His movements were textbook-perfect, a standard grappling technique with joint locks, pinning the future "dance god" firmly to the scorching asphalt.

"Ouch! My back! The police are beating me! System, help me!" The old woman screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"I don't care if you're a dance god or some kind of superstar!"

The old traffic policeman coldly pulled out a gleaming silver bracelet and neatly handcuffed her behind her back.

"Obstructing traffic and assaulting a police officer—go back to the station and talk it out in the interrogation chair! 'Cut off'? I bet you're set for jail lunches!"

Zhao Tiezhu, who witnessed the whole process from inside the SUV, couldn't help but burst into a rough, maniacal laugh.

"Is this some kind of system, or is the door to the mental hospital just not locked properly?"

Zhao Tiezhu slapped his thigh hard, laughing so hard that tears almost came out.

"They'd risk their lives for a stupid task! Running red lights and blocking lanes—do they really think the traffic police will let them off the hook and avoid fines just because they got a 'ding' in their heads?"

Lu Jingyan sat in the passenger seat, his cold face devoid of any smile.

The pale golden group detection radar on his retina was scanning frantically. Along the entire street, there were hundreds of red dots like the old woman, driven to a criminal frenzy by obtaining a substandard system.

Suddenly gaining power far beyond their comprehension completely unleashed the unbridled evil within these people.

"Foolish arrogance stems from ignorance of the bottom line of the rule of law."

Lu Jingyan pressed the full-channel broadcast button on the vehicle communicator, directly bypassing the chain of command to connect to the Jinghai City Police Dispatch Center.

"This is Lu Jingyan from the Special Investigation Team! All patrol officers, traffic police, and urban management officers on duty in the streets, listen up!"

His deep, authoritative voice instantly reached the walkie-talkies of every frontline law enforcement officer.

"Abandon persuasion and take direct enforcement measures! Ignore the bullshit that 'the law doesn't punish everyone,' before the law, 100,000 people are no different from one!"

"If anyone is found to be breaking the law or committing misconduct under the guise of 'system tasks,' take them into physical control on the spot without asking for permission! If the detention centers are full, immediately book the city stadium as a temporary detention center!"

"Yes, Team Leader Lu!" came the deafening response from all departments over the walkie-talkie.

Su Xiaoxiao sat in the back seat, her fingers flying across the keyboard, quickly coordinating the isolation fence and police deployment at the temporary detention center.

"Boss, the gymnasium has been cleared out, and five thousand cots were transported there overnight. If these guys cause any more trouble, make them do military training on the parade ground!"

Taking advantage of the traffic police clearing the intersection, Zhao Tiezhu slammed on the gas pedal.

The SUV roared and pierced through the congested traffic like a sharp sword, heading straight for the city center CBD.

A few minutes later.

With a screeching sound of brakes, the special investigation team's bomb disposal vehicle finally came to a stop in the central plaza of the financial building.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, a huge shadow loomed over the windshield.

Su Xiaoxiao looked up and gazed at the towering skyscraper through the panoramic sunroof, taking a sharp breath.

Money actually started raining down from the sky.

Countless brand-new, dazzling hundred-yuan bills poured down from the sky like a pink blizzard. Sunlight pierced through the gaps in the banknotes, refracting a mesmerizing, almost maddening color.

The square was completely out of control. Hundreds of office workers, security guards, passersby, and even delivery drivers threw away their helmets.

They pushed and shoved each other like madmen, stepping on each other's shoulders to grab the cash falling from the sky. Screams, curses, and maniacal laughter mingled together, creating a vivid picture of abhorrent greed, a living hell on earth.

"Holy crap... Boss, money is really raining down from the sky!"

Zhao Tiezhu's hands gripped the steering wheel, veins bulging, as he looked at the frenzied crowd.

"That fake tycoon really thinks he's a freeloader!"

Lu Jingyan's eyes were extremely cold. He pushed open the car door, his military tactical boots slamming heavily onto the banknotes scattered on the floor.

He looked up at the tiny figure on the top floor of the financial building, laughing wildly through a megaphone, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Let's go, take the equipment."

"Let's go to the rooftop and teach this tycoon what the Anti-Money Laundering Law is."