One person: Lu family bodyguard, who shattered Longhu Mountain with a single palm strike.

A long and eerily silent stillness fell over the carriage.

It was as if even the air itself had frozen into an awkward shape.

Feng Xingtong covered her face, her shoulders shaking violently as she desperately suppressed the laughter that was about to burst from her throat, her face turning red.

Feng Shayan gripped the steering wheel with one hand, her knuckles turning slightly white, her lips twitching wildly, almost driving the car in an "S" shape.

She really wanted to crawl into a hole or throw the guy behind her who was spouting nonsense out of the car.

Zhang Chulan, sitting in the passenger seat, remained frozen in place.

He mentally went through the words "anger," "S-cell," "scapula," and "golden aura," his expression shifting like a spilled palette, from fervor to shock, and then from shock to blankness.

The last bit tightened, turning it a dark blue-green color.

The muscles in his cheeks twitched uncontrollably, and his teeth clenched so hard they clicked.

One thousand dollars!

That's all the food money he has left for the month!

"Boss..." Zhang Chulan slowly turned his head, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a stubbornness born of injury and the sound of grinding his teeth.

"You...you think I've never seen Dragon Ball?"

If I hadn't personally experienced that terrifying pressure just now, my reason would have told me that I couldn't even withstand a single finger from the other party.

He would definitely pounce on Lin Mo right now and grab him by the neck, making him spit out the money for the meal with interest!

"Mr. Lin, isn't that a bit unfair of you? I'm already in such a sorry state, and you're still trying to scam me out of my meal money?"

Zhang Chulan felt increasingly frustrated.

Seeing that the scam had been exposed on the spot, Lin Mo showed no embarrassment whatsoever.

He leaned forward slightly, his deep gaze seemingly able to see through people's hearts. He sighed softly, his tone carrying a hint of vicissitude and a heartache of disappointment.

"Kid, I gave you a chance, but you failed."

Zhang Chulan was taken aback, then a smirk appeared on his face: "What do you mean? Isn't that right?"

"Of course not."

Lin Mo shook his head, as if looking at a fool who had missed a tremendous opportunity.

"Do you really think I'm talking about the setting from that anime?"

"I'm just using a metaphor you can understand. What I'm actually talking about is the truth and law leading to the ultimate state!"

Lin Mo slowly leaned back in his seat and began to explain his so-called breakdown of the underlying logic, word by word.

"What is anger? It's the catalyst for an emotional outburst. What are S cells? They're the foundation of your extraordinary talents."

"What is the scapula? It's the most easily overlooked point of force generation in the flow of Qi. As for the golden flames, they are merely an outward manifestation of the qualitative transformation of Qi!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan froze, the words of anger he had intended to utter stuck in his throat.

After this confident theory was presented to him, his eyes began to waver again.

Could it be... that I'm just narrow-minded?

Even Lu Linglong, who was waiting to watch the show, was a little stunned, and the smile on her face slowly faded.

She had personally witnessed Lin Mo triggering the "ascension" phenomenon, and had heard him tell the inside story of "working in the Heavenly Court." She even knew all the old secrets of the Jia Shen Rebellion.

In her mind, it was perfectly normal for this ascended master to know some undisclosed supreme realms!

"What Lin Mo said... might be true."

Lu Linglong couldn't help but mutter something under her breath, her expression unusually serious.

Feng Shayan glanced at Lu Linglong through the rearview mirror and was shocked to find that this well-informed young lady of the Lu family actually believed it.

She was never one to easily trust people, but the oppressive aura that Lin Mo had just exuded truly exceeded the cognitive limits of her peers.

She hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Mr. Lin, does this so-called 'Superhuman' realm really exist?"

Upon hearing this...

Feng Xingtong in the back seat was completely shocked.

Sis?!

You didn't believe that too, did you?!

and many more!

Wait a minute, my older sister is so smart, if even she's wavering, then it must all be true?!

Thinking about this, Feng Xingtong wavered.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he couldn't help but mutter, "This... a super alien... sounds pretty cool."

The look in their eyes as they looked at Lin Mo instantly changed from that of a liar to that of a peerless master.

Lu Linglong, who was standing next to him, immediately glanced at him warily and asked, "You want to get a card too?"

Feng Xingtong immediately shrank back and clutched her pocket tightly: "Forget it, I want to live on my allowance for a couple more days."

These successive absurd reactions completely baffled Zhang Chulan.

He pointed in astonishment at the three wealthy young men behind him, then at himself, his mind a complete mess.

"No, what do you guys mean by this? Are you ganging up on me?"

"You laughed when I said I was being fooled, and now you're believing me again?"

"Can't we at least give newcomers a normal experience in the world of supernatural beings?!"

Lu Linglong coughed lightly, forcibly suppressing her laughter: "Zhang Chulan, although he's a bit of a troublemaker, he's definitely not an ordinary person."

Zhang Chulan's face darkened even more: "What you said makes me even more scared."

"Fear is normal; the weak are always afraid of the unknown."

Lin Mo smiled slightly, looking at Zhang Chulan's expression, and quickly sketched out a profile of the potential major client in his mind.

They have a sense of crisis, talent, needs, but no money.

The first three were perfect, but the last one was fatal.

Lin Mo's tone softened, but his confidence remained unquestionable: "Xiao Zhang, you have the qualifications and the talent."

"The key is that you're under immense pressure right now, being watched by everyone, and pressure is the best fuel!"

"And I excel at teaching these rough gems like you. As long as you're willing to pay the price, I guarantee you'll truly reach that level in the future, crushing 99% of the extraordinary individuals under your feet!"

Zhang Chulan's cooled heart was stirred up with passion once again.

Despite thinking it was absurd a million times, he was so eager to become stronger that the frustration of being used as a punching bag by Feng Baobao and being instantly killed by Zhang Lingyu made him blurt it out unconsciously.

"Then... what price will be paid?"

Lin Mo's lips curled into a familiar business smile: "Helping others become stronger has time and guidance costs, so..."

"You'll have to pay more."

Zhang Chulan's heart skipped a beat; the passion that had just been ignited was extinguished by a bucket of ice water.

He patted his pockets, then glanced at his broken phone with a cracked screen, his face falling as if he'd just been caught cheating.

"Um... Mr. Lin, I really don't have any money left."

"That thousand was my food expenses for this month. Now, all I have left is three hundred and twenty-six dollars and eighty cents."

"Ugh."

Lin Mo sighed, as if he had missed out on hundreds of millions, "That just means our fate wasn't meant to be. But Xiao Zhang, you'd better remember, you still owe me nine thousand yuan in final payment."

Zhang Chulan: "..."

He leaned back in his seat, gazing out the window in despair, filled with regret. He shouldn't have gotten on that treacherous bus.

Several tens of minutes later, the SUV smoothly drove into the city and stopped in front of a magnificent skyscraper that soared into the clouds.

Sunlight streamed onto the modernly designed glass curtain wall, and the aura of the elite employees entering and exiting the door was completely different from that of Zhang Chulan, the unlucky guy covered in mud.

Zhang Chulan swallowed hard: "This is... Tianxia Group?"

Feng Shayan unbuckled her seatbelt, her tone carrying a hint of pride: "Yes, my father, Feng Zhenghao, is the chairman of this company."

Feng Xingtong added with a grin: "He's also one of the top ten figures in the world of supernatural beings, controlling a market value of 300 billion."

Zhang Chulan fell completely silent.

He suddenly felt as if he had been kicked directly from the beginner village into the final max-level dungeon by some invisible hand these past few days.

The Celestial Master's Mansion, the All-Knowing Alliance, and now the World Society—each one is more frightening than the last!

The group took a private elevator directly to the top floor.

As the elevator ascended, Lin Mo leaned against the corner and suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly.

He keenly sensed a slightly familiar yet somewhat restless aura.

Not particularly strong, but eye-catching.

Ah, that red-haired guy, Master Jia from the West.

The elevator doors opened, leading into the spacious and luxurious chairman's office.

There, Feng Zhenghao, with his refined demeanor and imposing presence, was chatting happily with a red-haired youth. The youth, dressed elegantly and with a composed air, was none other than Jia Zhengyu.

"Dad, we've brought Zhang Chulan."

Feng Shayan was the first to greet them, and she also nodded to Jia Zhengyu.

Feng Zhenghao stood up with a gentle smile and took the initiative to shake hands with Zhang Chulan: "Welcome, welcome, Chulan, don't be shy."

He then turned to the side and introduced, "This is Master Jia Zhengyu from the west."

Jia Zhengyu stood up politely and nodded: "Hello, Zhang Chulan. Since the president has other matters to attend to, I won't bother you any longer."

Feng Zhenghao said politely, "Master Jia, please go to your guest room and rest."

As Jia Zhengyu bowed slightly and turned to leave, his gaze happened to sweep over Lin Mo, who was standing behind him.

In that instant, the smile on his face faded, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and a hint of disdain and scrutiny flashed in his eyes.

Lin Mo looked at him as well, a calm smile on his face, as if he hadn't noticed the other's hostility at all.

Upon seeing this, Jia Zhengyu let out a soft snort.

Ignoring Lin Mo, she walked straight out.

"You two have a grudge?" Lu Linglong whispered gossip into Lin Mo's ear.

Lin Mo shrugged, looking completely innocent: "No, I don't even know him."

Lu Linglong pouted and complained, "Then why was he looking at you like that? Is he mentally ill? He seemed like he was looking for trouble. How could President Feng let someone like that into the World Association?"

Lin Mo couldn't help but chuckle: "Maybe they have their own value. Some people look like experts, but they just haven't been beaten down by society yet."

At this moment, Feng Shayan, with her keen insight, said, "Dad, you and Zhang Chulan talk, we'll head out first."

Feng Zhenghao nodded with a smile, then looked at Lin Mo and Lu Linglong: "Lin, Linglong, did you have a good time in Tianjin these past few days?"

"I'm so happy, President Feng. Miss Feng and Young Master Feng's arrangements are excellent, and I'm very grateful," Lin Mo said with a polite smile.

Lu Linglong laughed and said, "We've already gotten so happy that we don't want to leave."

"Hahaha."

Feng Zhenghao let out a hearty laugh, "It's great to be so happy that I don't want to go back home. It's rare to have friends like you to keep my two children company."

"You can stay as long as you want. If you need anything, just tell Shayan and she will arrange it."

Lin Mo said sincerely, "Thank you, President Feng."

Lu Linglong said with a smile, "Don't worry, Uncle Feng, we won't be polite. We won't bother you any longer."

"No problem." Feng Zhenghao's laughter became even more gentle.

Lu Linglong, Lin Mo, Feng Shayan, and Feng Xingtong left the office.

Outside in the corridor, Lu Linglong crossed her arms and sighed, "It seems Uncle Feng is really serious about recruiting Zhang Chulan."

Feng Xingtong nodded in agreement, while Feng Shayan knew that her father valued not only the person but also the Qi source behind him.

Lin Mo leaned against the wall and said, "The sincerity is enough, but that kid looks timid, but he's very calculating. He might not join immediately."

"You figured it out again?" Lu Linglong rolled her eyes.

Lin Mo said seriously, "That's called customer analysis ability, it's very accurate."

Just then, the phone time jumped to exactly 5 p.m.

[Ding! Clocking out successfully! You have completed today's work. Your professional conduct rating is: Excellent because you did not work overtime without pay.]

[Congratulations, host, you have received a reward: two years' worth of refined internal energy!]

A warm current suddenly surged into his limbs and bones, and Lin Mo could clearly feel that the platinum sun in his body had grown even thicker.

One hundred and twenty-three years!

He stretched contentedly, instantly switching from an unfathomable master to a leisurely working man.

"It's time to leave work."

Lin Mo looked at the group and said, "Hey everyone, how about we play some games together?"

Lu Linglong immediately became alert: "Fine, I'll go! But what do you want? You want to charge me again?"

Lin Mo casually reminded, "Playing games with someone isn't part of a bodyguard's duties, but considering this is after-get off work entertainment, I'm only participating as a friend, and there will be no extra charge."

"Would you die if you didn't tell me it's a fee?!" Lu Linglong gritted her teeth.

Lin Mo thought about it seriously: "It will mean earning less."

Lu Linglong raised her hand to hit, and Feng Xingtong quickly raised her hand to grab a spot. Feng Shayan smiled helplessly and said that she could fill in for anyone. The group walked towards the e-sports room with laughter.

……

Meanwhile, in the chairman's office.

Feng Zhenghao and Zhang Chulan sat facing each other.

Amidst the fragrant tea, Feng Zhenghao showed no airs of the Ten Elders, and a wisp of cold spiritual energy slowly emerged from his palm.

"The technique passed down in my Feng family is called 'Binding Spirits and Commanding Generals.' Back then, my ancestor Feng Tianyang and your grandfather Zhang Huaiyi were sworn brothers."

Looking at that wisp of aura, Zhang Chulan felt a surge of shock in his heart. It turned out that he was not alone after all.

Feng Zhenghao spoke earnestly, promising to provide him with the best resources and protection, and invited him to join the World Society.

Zhang Chulan remained silent for a long time, as if digesting this enormous information that could change his destiny.

He knew what the other party wanted, but he also genuinely felt their rare sincerity.

However, when he looked up again, his expression was extremely serious, even a little cautious, as he asked a question that Feng Zhenghao had never expected, as if he were searching for the truth:

"Um... President Feng. You are very knowledgeable and have a high status in the world of supernatural beings. May I ask you something?"

Feng Zhenghao smiled and nodded: "Of course."

Zhang Chulan took a deep breath, his mind filled with the terrifying platinum aura Lin Mo had just exclaimed, and solemnly asked, "Do you know about 'Super Extraordinary Beings'?"

The gentle smile on Feng Zhenghao's face froze on the spot.

He stood there, stunned, his mind blank.

"Huh? A super Inhuman?!"

……