This entry is suspicious.

Zhou Ran opened the car door and got in.

The car was filled with a mixture of tobacco and cheap perfume, and surprisingly, there was already someone sitting in the back seat.

She was a very young woman wearing a sequined halter dress. The dress was extremely short, barely covering the top of her thighs, and any slight movement would reveal her cleavage. She wore makeup, had fair skin, and delicate features. She was very beautiful, easily scoring eight out of ten.

Zhou Ran was somewhat surprised. This kind of beauty was at the level of a TV star, or at the very least, a minor internet celebrity. How could she be here?

Immediately, I saw the destiny entry above the other person's head.

[Su Meilin], [Thirty-eight years old], [Nine levels of enlightenment], [Nightclub dancer], [Artificial beauty], [Sterilized], [Selfish], [Money-obsessed], [Hedonistic consumerism], [Depression]...

[Performance Crisis (Gold)], [Loan Due (Gold)], [Imminent Crisis (Red)]

A series of heavyweight terms left Zhou Ran speechless. Thirty-eight years old? He looks about eighteen.

It was only then that he remembered that due to the advanced prosthetic technology in the world, cosmetic medicine had also developed to an exaggerated degree. As long as you are willing to spend money, even a pig can be transformed into a handsome man or a beautiful woman. People working in related industries, whether online or offline, generally have extremely high looks.

Clearly, Su Meilin is the kind of person who got herself into trouble by taking out loans for cosmetic surgery, accumulating a mountain of debt she can't repay, and now she's being used as cannon fodder.

Su Meilin was playing on her phone when she heard the noise and glanced at Zhou Ran.

"A student?" Her voice was pleasant, with a natural charm. "How old are you?"

"What are you doing?"

"Heh, so young... You've never had a girlfriend before, have you? Want to experience sex before you die? I can give you one for free," Su Meilin said calmly.

"...Aren't you afraid of dying?" Zhou Ran was surprised by the other party's calmness; the other party clearly knew the purpose of this trip.

"Of course I'm afraid. Who isn't afraid of death? But I owe three million. I can't pay it back even if I sell myself for a lifetime. This is the only way." There was no fear or sadness in Su Meilin's eyes, only an empty weariness left after being repeatedly crushed by life.

Zhou Ran didn't say anything more and silently sat down diagonally in front of her.

In the driver's seat, Brother Dao started the engine, and the van roared away with a deep rumble.

A dozen minutes later, the vehicle stopped in front of a high school.

Zhou Ran looked out the window: "Sixth Middle School?"

A student who had been waiting for a long time walked over from the roadside. He was thin and short and wore black-rimmed glasses.

He walked to the bread truck, opened the door, and was slightly startled to see that there were already two people in the truck. He quickly grabbed his backpack and got in, afraid that being too slow would displease Brother Dao.

[Guo Xiaofan], [Fourth Level of Enlightenment], [First-Year High School Student at Xiandao No. 6 Middle School, Qinghe City], [Hesitant and Submissive], [Typical and Introverted], [Sensitive and Insecure], [People-Pleasing Personality], [A Person Subjected to Discrimination]...

[Discrimination (Gold)], [Loan Due (Gold)], [Imminent Death (Red)]

"Another student." Su Meilin.

"Huh?" Guo Xiaofan was startled by the sudden conversation. After seeing Su Meilin's attire, he immediately looked away as if he had been burned.

"Judging by your appearance, you're definitely not popular with girls at school. Want to experience sex before you die? I can give you one for free."

"Wh-what?" Guo Xiaofan's face instantly turned bright red, from his neck all the way to his ears.

"Forget it." Su Meilin looked away and continued playing with her phone. "A guy like you, a nobody, will probably be over before it even starts. No fun."

Guo Xiaofan hugged his schoolbag even tighter, curling himself up into a ball, wishing he could squeeze himself into the gap between the seats.

"How much money do you owe?" Zhou Ran asked casually.

"One million eight hundred thousand." Seeing that he was also a student in his high school uniform, Guo Xiaofan relaxed a little. "And you?"

"Three million five hundred and fifty thousand."

Zhou Ran suddenly remembered something and said to Brother Dao, "Give me that 50,000 yuan."

Dao Ge glanced at him in the rearview mirror: "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Agreeing to the transaction means the debt is settled, so I don't need to pay back the money."

"You're overthinking it. You paid back the money first before I proposed the deal. Let's keep things separate."

Dao Ge scoffed, "That's just shameless behavior."

Zhou Ran's debt was written off when the transaction was agreed upon, so the 50,000 yuan didn't need to be handed over to the company; it went directly into his pocket.

Why would you spit out a piece of fat meat that's already in your mouth?

Knowing he couldn't get the money back, Zhou Ran stopped talking, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes to meditate.

Just wait, you'll have to pay back double sooner or later.

Dao Ge glanced at the back seat in the rearview mirror, saw that Zhou Ran didn't say anything, shook his head with a mocking smile, stepped on the gas, and the van entered the overpass, accelerating towards the east of the city.

East of the city.

Mingzhu Hotel.

One of the landmark buildings in the eastern part of Qinghe City, the 23-story building has a dark blue glass curtain wall covering its entire exterior. When lit up at night, it looks like a huge sapphire set on the earth. The interior decoration of the hotel is extremely luxurious, making it the first choice for celebrities and wealthy businessmen to entertain guests and conduct business.

Three days ago, a strange incident occurred in the hotel, resulting in the deaths of seven people and the disappearance of two others.

The response team quickly dispatched personnel to investigate. They determined that the strange incident could not be resolved in a short time and immediately ordered the hotel to vacate and cease operations.

However, every day the hotel was closed resulted in a huge loss, and the owner was extremely anxious. He privately contacted a local private agency in Qinghe City and offered them a large sum of money to solve the problem.

Given the recent shortage of manpower in the emergency response department, and with the boss's intervention, it was decided to delegate this task to a qualified private firm.

After taking the case, the firm began recruiting "team members" everywhere. The loan company where Brother Dao worked had cooperated with the firm several times, and would send some guys who couldn't repay their loans to be cannon fodder, to make the most of their remaining energy and extract profits.

And that's how this whole thing happened.

At this moment, the parking lot in front of the hotel is brightly lit, with several high-powered spotlights illuminating the open space as if it were daytime.

A dozen or so people were gathered in the open space. Some were adjusting instruments, some were checking blueprints, and some were squatting on the ground smoking. Various pieces of equipment were scattered all over the place.

Brother Dao led the three out of the car and toward a man surrounded by a crowd.

The man appeared to be around thirty years old, with a buzz cut and dressed extremely simply, as if he had just bought something from a street stall. Yet, he exuded an inexplicable sense of oppression, and his posture alone suggested a terrifying strength.

[Li Feng], [Thirty-six years old], [Early Foundation Establishment Stage], [Former Captain of the Discolored Rainbow Squad of the Anti-Terrorism Department], [Retired King of Soldiers], [Director of Feng Ge's Agency], [Survivor of the Yunzhou Iron Rain Incident], [Master of the Strange]...

[Seeking Revenge (Gold)], [Strange Corrosion (Gold)]... [Imminent Death (Red)]

Upon seeing the destiny entry above Li Feng's head, Zhou Ran instantly felt a chill run down his spine.

Foundation building realm!

But death is imminent!