Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

Xu Damao huddled on the cold kang in the woodshed, his nose running from the cold.

The chill that shot straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, combined with the stench he'd just brought back from cleaning the outhouse, made him want to die.

"Silly Zhu... Zhang Huaimin... you bunch of bastards!"

Xu Damao trembled as he cursed viciously in the darkness.

Although he had suffered humiliation cleaning toilets at the factory these past few days, his mouth never stopped talking as soon as he returned to the courtyard house.

After all, Lou Xiao'e had taken back his main house, and the people in the compound were laughing at him, which made him furious.

Every morning and evening, whenever he saw any movement from Sha Zhu or the east wing of the front yard, he would hide at the door of the woodshed and hurl a few unpleasant curses in his hoarse voice.

They used all sorts of vicious insults, such as "childless," "uncultured," and "nemesis."

He felt that although he was down on his luck, at least he could still indulge his cravings in this courtyard house.

Front yard, east wing.

The fire in the stove was burning brightly.

Zhang Huaimin sat cross-legged on the kang (a heated brick bed), holding a bowl of braised pork that Ma Hua had just delivered, stewed until tender and flavorful.

The aroma is tangy.

He picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. It melted in his mouth, and he squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

"MCA's skills are indeed getting better and better."

Zhang Huaimin sighed in admiration, but his pleasant mood was quickly interrupted by a faint, hoarse voice cursing.

"That idiot Zhu! He'll get swindled out of his entire fortune sooner or later!"

"And that little bastard in the front yard, he'll get struck by lightning sooner or later!"

The sound drifted from the backyard, and although it was separated by two courtyard walls, it was exceptionally clear to Zhang Huaimin's keen hearing.

It's like a fly buzzing incessantly in your ear, which is incredibly annoying.

"That Xu Damao, even cleaning the toilets couldn't shut his stinky mouth."

Zhang Huaimin put down his chopsticks and wiped the corner of his mouth.

A hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but it quickly turned into a mocking smile.

"It's too low-class to directly take action against this kind of scoundrel, and it's easy to get your hands dirty."

"We need to find a more fun way to show him what it really means to 'speak without thinking'."

Zhang Huaimin closed his eyes, and his consciousness instantly sank into the deep sea-like system space.

"Ling'er, open the system shop."

[Yes, Master! The system shop is now open for you.]

A clear, childlike voice rang in my mind, and a huge blue virtual screen unfolded.

Zhang Huaimin quickly browsed through the densely packed database of traits.

soon.

His gaze was fixed on an icon that flashed with strange sound wave patterns and had a slightly satirical feel to it.

[Primary Frequency Sound Wave Blocking Trait (Forced Mute Version)]!

This thing isn't some kind of heavy weapon used to kill enemies.

It is an extremely precise microscopic vocal cord control technology.

After fusion, the host can specify a target and set the "trigger words".

As long as the target tries to say these dirty words and spread rumors.

Its vocal cords will be instantly paralyzed by bioelectricity of a specific frequency!

The sounds emitted will be directly distorted and forcibly transformed into an extremely bizarre animal cry.

"Hey, this trait is practically tailor-made for Xu Damao."

Zhang Huaimin couldn't help but laugh out loud when he looked at the description of the traits.

"exchange!"

[Ding! 800 Shock Points consumed to successfully exchange for the 'Basic Frequency Sonic Wave Blockade Trait (Forced Mic Shutdown Version)'!]

Should we merge immediately?

"Integration. Target locked: Xu Damao."

Zhang Huaimin quickly entered a series of instructions into his mind.

"Trigger words: including but not limited to all insulting and fabricated words such as 'idiot Zhu,' 'little brat,' and 'bastard.'"

"Change the sound effect setting to... duck quacking."

[Command received! Establishing a microscopic bio-electroacoustic connection...]

[Ding! Fusion and target binding complete!]

A transparent sound wave, visible only to Zhang Huaimin, seemed to transcend spatial limitations, instantly passing through layers of courtyard walls.

It silently disappeared into the throat of Xu Damao, who was still cursing in the woodshed in the backyard.

Xu Damao was cursing enthusiastically when he suddenly felt a tightness in his throat, as if a small insect had flown in, causing him to cough twice.

"Cough cough... This is really fucking weird."

Xu Damao rubbed his neck, not taking it seriously.

In the east wing.

Zhang Huaimin clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"We have to try it out first to see how it works."

He picked up an empty teacup from the table and issued a test command to the system.

"Test triggered".

next second.

The system simulated a pre-programmed swear word sound wave.

"Gah! Gah gah!"

A perfectly clear, loud, and even slightly hoarse duck quack instantly rang out in the east wing.

The sound was as if a real drake was standing in the room.

Chen Bing, who was carrying in hot water, was startled.

"Huaimin, where's that duck quacking coming from? Does someone in our compound keep ducks?"

Chen Bing looked around, his face full of confusion.

Zhang Huaimin suppressed a laugh and waved his hand.

"No, no, Brother Chen, you must have misheard. It was probably just my hiccup."

"Can hiccups sound like duck quacking?"

Chen Bing scratched his head, feeling strange but not thinking much of it.

Zhang Huaimin lowered his head, his lips curving upwards in a wild smile.

The effect of this trait is simply perfect!

Not only does it force you to mute, but it also comes with a social death sound effect.

This is absolutely the ultimate weapon to defeat a foul mouth with magic!

at this time.

Sha Zhu from the Intermediate People's Court just got off work and came back.

He was promoted to deputy director today and also promoted Ma Hua to head chef. He was so happy he felt like he was flying.

He walked with a swagger, humming the tune of "Shajiabang".

"The morning glow reflects on Yangcheng Lake..."

Sha Zhu, carrying an empty lunchbox, had just reached the front of his room.

The door to the woodshed in the backyard was kicked open with a bang.

Xu Damao pulled up his pants and strode out aggressively.

He was seething with anger inside when he heard Sha Zhu humming a song in the yard.

That feeling of envy, jealousy, and resentment, combined with the humiliation I suffered at the factory today, all surged to my head in an instant.

Why should I?!

Why was Xu Damao relegated to cleaning toilets, without even a place to stay?

That brainless brute, Sha Zhu, has become the deputy director of the canteen, and he's even showing off like this in the courtyard?!

"You idiot Zhu! What the hell are you showing off for!"

Xu Damao rushed to the Intermediate Court, pointed at Sha Zhu's nose, and habitually began to curse.

"You think you're so great just because you're a lowly deputy director?"

"I'm telling you! You're just a..."

Xu Damao took a deep breath, preparing to shout out the most vicious phrase he usually used to curse Shazhu: "Destined to have no offspring."

We're going to give Sha Zhu a good beating.

Upon hearing the insults, Sha Zhu's face darkened, and he rolled up his sleeves and turned around.

I was just about to give this drenched toilet cleaner a good talking-to.

however.

Before Sha Zhu could even speak...