I was just telling a story, why is the whole internet urging me to turn myself in?

The next morning, the rising sun gilded the bustling city of Jiangzhou with a golden hue.

At the Jiangzhou Defense Headquarters, the press conference hall on the first floor was filled with long guns and short cannons, and the flashlights were as bright as day.

"Regarding yesterday's unexpected incidents, we are now issuing a joint statement..." The spokesperson on the stage, with a stern expression, read the statement: "The case of the CEO of Sanqingshan Kangcheng Pharmaceutical falling off a cliff, and yesterday's attempted poisoning at the Blue Whale Club, have been solved together. The suspect, Li, has been apprehended on the spot, and the hostages have been safely rescued. As for the illegal explosion crisis at the East Suburbs Seafood Factory, special operations officers decisively resolved the situation using physical methods of pressure difference in a confined space, preventing any casualties..."

This is a near-perfect official statement.

The text was full of positive energy and never mentioned the words "Shen Feng" or "live broadcast".

However, in the official live stream rooms broadcast simultaneously on various platforms, the chat was completely insane.

[A decisive breakthrough using physical means? That's hilarious! This spokesperson really knows the art of language!]

[Air pressure difference?! Isn't that exactly what the Grandmaster said last night in the live stream while he was drinking iced tea and instructing the special operations officers?!]

[Everyone stand up! This is like an open-book exam for the National Defense Agency; the proctor is even reading out the answers.]

It's understandable that they don't mention the founding father; after all, if word got out that a web novel author was teaching a special police team how to break a deadlock, wouldn't the authorities lose face?

Am I the only one feeling sorry for Lee Donghae? His meticulously planned assassination attempt was instantly and physically thwarted by the Grandmaster's physics.

At the same time, in the No. 1 interrogation room of the Jiangzhou First High-Risk Detention Center.

Su Qing sat at the interrogation table, wearily rubbing her red, bloodshot brow.

Having not slept all night, her gaze remained fixed on Lee Donghae, who was locked in a specially made restraint chair.

The once-powerful head of a pharmaceutical empire now has disheveled hair, and his custom-made wig worth 100,000 yuan is nowhere to be found, revealing large patches of bald scalp.

His eyes were sunken, his pupils were unfocused, and he was nervously biting his nails, with a trace of murky saliva even hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Li Donghai, this is the on-site investigation report and toxicology test results. Your wife, Tang Man, has also made a full accusation against you."

Su Qing slammed the thick case file on the table. "Tell me, how did you initially mix glibenclamide into Tang Man's red yeast rice capsules? And how did you precisely evade the forest rangers' surveillance at Sanqing Mountain to push Tang Anguo and his wife off the cliff? Who assisted you in the process?"

Faced with Su Qing's questioning, Li Donghai stopped biting his nails.

"How did I plan this? Heh... Hahahaha!" Lee Donghae suddenly burst into manic laughter, tears streaming down his face. "You people from the Defense Agency actually come to ask me how I planned this?"

"Bang!" Su Qing slammed her hand on the table. "Be serious!"

"Officer, don't waste your energy." Li Donghai stopped laughing, staring blankly at the ceiling. "How I planned it is completely irrelevant. Because from beginning to end, I, Tang Man, those three brats who threatened me, and you bunch of self-righteous special agents, were all puppets in his hands."

Li Donghai, trembling, raised his handcuffed hands as if trying to grasp something ethereal in the air: "He knows everything... He sat on a cloud, watching me struggle like a clown, and then, in front of millions of people, stripped me bare in the act of storytelling. Pressure difference? Dimensional reduction attack? Go ask Shen Feng! Go ask that omniscient and omnipotent madman! This whole scheme was the ultimate art he orchestrated right under your noses!"

Lee Donghae's voice eventually turned into a hoarse scream as he struggled frantically on the restraint chair.

Su Qing felt a chill run down her spine.

She didn't say another word, put away the case file, and quickly walked out of the interrogation room.

In the corridor, Liu Jianguo, the deputy captain with a full beard, was leaning against the wall smoking.

Seeing Su Qing's pale face, he handed her a glass of warm water: "What? Still using the same old excuse?"

Su Qing shook her head with a wry smile, her fingers still trembling slightly as she took the water glass: "He's gone mad. His psychological defenses have completely collapsed, and he's completely convinced that Shen Feng is a living Yama who controls everything."

"Captain Liu, I'm genuinely getting chills. After Shen Feng finished his livestream last night, he even ordered a late-night snack of garlic crayfish and then slept straight through until now. Even his heart rate monitoring bracelet shows he slept like a log!"

"Treating human lives and the entire city's police force as mere pastimes on a chessboard, and then being able to calmly eat crayfish and fall asleep afterwards—such mental fortitude is unheard of." Liu Jianguo stubbed out his cigarette on the trash can and said in a deep voice, "Keep the S-level surveillance! He will definitely make a new move. A monster of this caliber would never be content to remain confined to a small live-streaming room forever."

……

10:00 AM, Room 2801, Yunding Yipin.

"Phew—I slept so soundly!"

Shen Feng, wearing a loose cotton pajama set and sporting a messy, bird's nest-like hairstyle, stretched out in a very relaxed and natural manner.

As it turns out, the latex mattress in this spacious apartment with a monthly rent of 100,000 yuan is indeed much more comfortable than the old, dilapidated wooden bed in the urban village.

He yawned, took a carton of milk from the refrigerator, bit open the straw, and habitually brought up the system panel.

Just as his gaze swept across the upper right corner, Shen Feng sprayed the milk in his mouth with a "plop" all over the marble island opposite!

"Cough cough cough... ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions?!"

Shen Feng's eyes widened suddenly as he stared intently at the long string of unbelievable numbers.

[Current popularity score: 12,548,600 points!]

"It's broken ten million?!"

Shen Feng gasped.

He knew that his commentary on the finale last night might generate a lot of buzz, but he thought it was just netizens playing with some old "prophet" meme again. He never expected that it would gain nearly ten million views overnight!

Just then, a crisp system notification sound flashed through my mind.

[Ding! Detected that the host's cumulative popularity value has exceeded ten million, achieving the hidden milestone achievement: Netizen Faith (Beginner)!]

[Advanced System Shop Now Unlocked!]

[The host's current template has evolved from a suspense story narrator to a mist controller, and their temperament has become deeply solidified.]

"Advanced Shop?" Shen Feng's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to use his mind to open the glittering shop interface.

The products in the advanced mall instantly opened the door to a new world for Shen Feng.

[Absolutely Legitimate Asset Injection (Single Version)]: Priced at 100 million popularity points per instance. (Ten million RMB can be directly deposited into the host's real-world account. The source of funds and tax records will be perfectly fabricated by the system, ensuring legality, compliance, and impeccability.)

[Network Cleaner Architecture Team (Prototype)]: Price: 300 million popularity points. (Summon three absolutely loyal top-tier virtual architects to handle all the complex network data, copyright, and public relations work for you in the real world.)

[Passive Skill - Aura of Authority (Tier 1)]: Price: 500,000 Popularity Points. (When you walk in reality, your magnetic field will instinctively influence the subconscious of ordinary people around you, giving them the illusion of a superior being who inspires awe, submission, and an inability to look you directly in the eye.)

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