Peninsula: I'm being supported by a top idol.

The streets of Jeongneung 2-dong were not deserted, with convenience stores and restaurants along the street still having their lights on.

Cui Shi'an looked up and immediately saw the mobile signal tower standing not far away, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Method 1: Environmental magnetic field interference method..." He recalled the contents of the manual: "Could it be because of this?"

When he found his destination by following the address and saw the internet cafe named "NETSPACE" corresponding to the address, he was even more puzzled.

How could a place like an internet cafe, a place with a lot of people, have a bound spirit?

"Never mind, just follow the procedure."

He took a deep breath and began to "prepare".

So, passersby saw a tall boy solemnly put on a bicycle helmet at the entrance of the internet cafe, adjust his chin strap, and then pull out a metal baseball bat from his backpack.

Finally, he put on gloves and checked the "exorcising rice" hanging in the plastic bag around his waist.

Fully armed, Cui Shi'an pushed open the glass door of the internet cafe and went inside.

The female internet cafe manager at the front desk, who was scrolling on her phone, looked up at the sound, and her expression instantly changed from languid to terrified.

She looked at the unidentified person wearing a helmet, holding a baseball bat, and whose clothes were clanging, and instinctively took a half step back, her voice trembling:

"What...what are you doing? We have security cameras here!"

"Don't be nervous, I'm not a bad person." Cui Shi'an's voice was a little muffled through the helmet visor.

He took a few steps closer, lowered his voice, and tried to sound professional: "Excuse me, has anything strange happened at your internet cafe lately?"

The network administrator's eyes flickered, but she tried to remain calm:

"No! It's perfectly clean here! Are you here to use the internet or not? If not, please leave now and don't disrupt our business!"

It seems that asking directly won't get me any answers.

Cui Shi'an had no choice but to change his strategy: "Uh... then I'll go online."

At the same time, he was also thinking to himself: I wonder if the internet fee can be reimbursed. Otherwise, if it is deducted according to the minimum hourly wage in Seoul, wouldn't I be working for nothing all night?

The young woman quickly turned on a machine for him, eager to get rid of this strange man as soon as possible.

But Cui Shi'an was still persistent, moving closer and asking in an even more mysterious tone:

"Really nothing at all? For example... in the recent past, has anyone... died?"

"Oh!" The young lady's expression suddenly changed.

There's hope! Cui Shi'an immediately struck while the iron was hot:

"I'm here specifically to handle these kinds of things. Please trust me and tell me, is there anything unusual?"

The young woman looked at his outrageous outfit with surprise and uncertainty, and asked hesitantly:

"Are you... are you one of those YouTubers? Trying to make some kind of paranormal livestream to gain views?"

Helpless, Cui Shi'an patted his helmet, then spread his hands and spun around:

"Do I look like I have a hidden camera on me? I'm really here to help, for free!"

He paused, but couldn't help adding, "Of course, if there's any extra payment afterward... I'd be happy to accept it..."

The young woman automatically filtered out the second half of his sentence. Hearing that it was free, and that he really didn't seem like a streamer, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, as if she had found someone to confide in, she pulled him aside and began to tell him a vivid story:

"I heard it from a senior colleague. About three months ago, a regular customer from the neighborhood came to our place to use the internet. He stayed there for several late-night hours and eventually died suddenly here."

"Then... he used that machine before he died..." She pointed to a corner in the distance: "The one by the wall, number B13... it slowly started to become a bit strange."

"Strange?" Cui Shi'an quickly took out paper and pen to write it down: "How is it strange?"

"Sometimes at night, it will turn on by itself and log into League of Legends, going straight to the queue screen... We've called several technicians to fix it, they've checked both the hardware and software, but there's absolutely nothing wrong with it!"

She got more and more into her story: "And, occasionally, some customers who didn't believe in the superstitions would use that machine, and either the network latency would suddenly spike, or the keyboard and mouse would malfunction. The weirdest time was when a guy was about to get a pentakill, and the machine just crashed with a blue screen! Now, even regular customers avoid that machine..."

Automatic power-on?

Log in to the game?

This…

Is it also an obsession?

Cui Shi'an almost immediately thought of "Method Two: Obsession Relief and Satisfaction Method" in the manual.

"Understood." He took a deep breath, with a solemn air about to go into battle: "Get me that B13."

Upon hearing this, the internet cafe manager's eyes widened instantly, her face showing a mixture of awe and disbelief. She cautiously asked:

"Oppa... what exactly does he do? Is he a wizard?"

"No." Cui Shi'an shook his head, revealing two rows of neat teeth: "I am also an evil spirit."

The young woman was taken aback at first, glanced at his comical outfit, then lightly punched him and said with a grin, "Hey, Oppa, you're really good at joking. Don't scare me like that~"

Cui Shi'an smiled slightly, offered no further explanation, and followed her directions to the machine.

"If Oppa needs anything, just tell me..." The girl shrank her neck and said that every time she came here, she could feel a chilly breeze.

Cui Shi'an glanced at the ventilation window on the wall, then tiptoed and casually closed it: "And now?"

The internet cafe manager smiled sheepishly, "It seems... much better, Oppa is amazing!"

"What's impressive is his common sense and height," Cui Shi'an thought to himself.

He pulled up a chair in front of the computer and sat down, the metal legs scraping against the floor with a screeching sound that seemed particularly jarring in the relatively quiet internet cafe.

Although it was nighttime, the internet cafe was still about 20% full, with sporadic shouts rising and falling.

"Hey! Jungler, come on top!"

"No view! No view!"

"Damn it! What is this support doing?!"

The familiar competitive atmosphere made Cui Shi'an relax a little.

Tian Ming, that kid, often shouts and yells in the dormitory, and sometimes he even insults people, as if he's the only smart person in the world.

Cui Shi'an did not turn on the phone immediately, but instead habitually looked around at his surroundings.

Having followed professors on ecological surveys for many years, I have also been exposed to some feng shui theories about the peninsula.

He observed the placement of the machines, the direction of the passageways, and even the position of the ceiling beams, but did not find any obvious layout that would cause the "qi" to stagnate or become obstructed.

"It doesn't seem to be a feng shui issue," he thought to himself, his gaze once again falling on the faint outline of the signal tower outside the window.

"It's most likely related to electromagnetic fields. The manual makes a lot of sense..."

But what right does a foreign student like him have to order someone to shut down a signal tower or nearby power substation?

Method 1, Pass!

"It seems we can only try method two—the obsession-relieving and satisfaction method."

But before that, two things need to be confirmed:

First, are these unusual phenomena caused by earthbound spirits?

Second, if it really is, what is the core obsession of this earthbound spirit?

Playing League of Legends?