Reborn a day later, I emptied my enemy's possessions beforehand.

The most eye-catching feature of the entire living room is not the decorations, but the row of fish tanks placed against the wall.

There are seven or eight fish tanks of various sizes, ranging from one meter to over two meters, each equipped with an independent filtration system and lighting.

The largest fish tank is a full 2.5 meters long and is placed in the most prominent position in the center of the living room.

The water inside was crystal clear, and lights shone down from above, revealing a huge red dragonfish swimming slowly in the water.

The dragonfish was about 60 or 70 centimeters long, its entire body was bright red, and its scales were like red gems, reflecting a dazzling light under the lamp.

Its swimming posture is elegant and slow, like an emperor's inspection tour, unhurried and with extraordinary demeanor.

Zhou Haibing knew about this fish—

Sun Deming spent nearly one million to buy it from a Singaporean fish dealer. It was a blood-red arowana, of top quality, and considered a prized possession in this small circle.

"Sit down, sit down."

Sun Deming pointed to the sofa, then sat down in a grand chair, his back ramrod straight, his hands resting on the armrests, looking every bit the old man.

Zhou Haibing sat down on the sofa, his gaze sweeping over the fish tanks one by one.

Besides the blood-red dragon, Sun Deming also kept many other varieties of valuable ornamental fish.

One of the tanks contained a golden arowana with a shimmering golden scale under the light.

One of the tanks contains a crowned black and white stingray, which is round like a big pancake and covered with white spots.

Several other tanks contained discus fish, Egyptian angelfish, and some tropical fish whose names he couldn't recall.

These items, along with equipment, feed, and maintenance costs, cost him no less than two million.

"Dad," Zhou Haibing said, turning his gaze to Sun Deming.

"I came back this time because there's something I want to discuss with you."

Sun Deming picked up the purple clay teapot on the coffee table, slowly poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then said unhurriedly:

"What is it? Tell me."

"Dad," Zhou Haibing's voice was soft but clear, "look at me."

Sun Deming was bringing the purple clay teapot to his mouth when he heard this and looked up.

The moment his gaze met Zhou Haibing's eyes, he froze as if he had been frozen in place.

Those cloudy old eyes first widened slightly, as if trying to focus, then the pupils dilated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The muscles around his eyes relaxed inch by inch, and the expression on his face changed from doubt to confusion, and from confusion to blankness.

The purple clay teapot in his hand tilted, and tea spilled from the spout, dripping onto his white training clothes and spreading a small tea stain, but he was completely unaware.

Sun Deming leaned back in the armchair, his hands sliding off the armrests and hanging down at his sides.

His mouth was slightly open, and his eyes were empty and lifeless, like a wax figure forgotten in a corner of a museum.

The living room fell silent, save for the hum of the filter pump in the fish tank and the soft popping of bubbles.

Zhou Haibing stood up, walked over to Sun Deming, and took a cell phone out of his pocket.

It's a smartphone designed for seniors, with a large screen and a dark blue casing.

He unlocked the door with Sun Deming's finger, and the screen lit up. The wallpaper was a picture of Sun Deming standing at the entrance of the villa, grinning from ear to ear.

"Sun Deming, what's your phone password?"

"0817." Sun Deming's voice was as flat as a bowl of plain water.

Zhou Haibing opened WeChat.

Sun Deming doesn't have many WeChat friends; most of them are elderly people in the village and a few of his old comrades-in-arms.

He scrolled through the chat history, but there was nothing of value.

He had over 10,000 yuan in his WeChat Wallet, which were red envelopes sent to him by Sun Guiying during holidays, but he couldn't bear to spend them.

He then opened Alipay.

Sun Deming doesn't know how to use Alipay. Sun Guiying helped him install the app and linked his bank card, but he has never used it.

The balance inside is displayed as zero.

Zhou Haibing opened Sun Deming's mobile banking app.

He has two bank cards, one from the Agricultural Bank of China and the other from a credit union.

There is over 500,000 yuan in the Agricultural Bank card and over 300,000 yuan in the Credit Union card, totaling over 800,000 yuan.

Some of this money came from Zhou Haibing's monthly living expenses, and some was from red envelopes given during holidays.

Some were secretly given to him by Sun Guiying, and others were asked for by Sun Deming from Zhou Haibing under various pretexts.

For example, "I want to buy health supplements," "I want to go on a trip," or "I want to give a gift to my old comrade-in-arms," ​​each time ranging from 30,000 to 50,000 yuan, which adds up to a considerable sum over a year.

"Sun Deming, what is your Alipay payment password?"

"No," Sun Deming said, "I don't have the Alipay password."

"What's your WeChat Pay password?"

"170821".

Zhou Haibing transferred more than 10,000 yuan from his WeChat account.

Then I opened the Agricultural Bank of China app and transferred 530,000 yuan; the credit union app and transferred 310,000 yuan.

More than 800,000 yuan was transferred out.

After dealing with the money on his phone, Zhou Haibing stood up and began ransacking the villa.

He first walked to the center of the living room, and his thoughts spread out, covering the entire first floor.

Take away that huge mahogany sofa.

Take away the marble coffee table.

Take away the 75-inch TV on the TV cabinet.

Take away the stereo.

Take away the crystal chandelier.

Take the carpet away.

Take the curtains away.

Take away all the calligraphy and paintings on the wall—regardless of whether they're real or fake.

Then he walked up to the fish tanks.

There are seven or eight fish tanks, some large and some small, each equipped with a complex filtration system and lighting equipment.

The fish in the aquarium swam leisurely in the water, unaware that their fate was about to undergo a dramatic change.

Zhou Haibing first put the entire fish tank containing the largest blood-red dragon into the Shennong Space.

The moment the fish tank vanished into thin air, the blood-red dragon was enveloped in a soft light and landed steadily in a body of water within the Shennong Space—

Zhou Haibing specially created a body of water in his space, bringing in clear river water. The water temperature was just right, and the water quality was pure, much better than Sun Deming's fish tank.

Next up are the Golden Dragon, the Crowned Black and White Ray, the Rainbow Angelfish, and the Egyptian Angelfish...

They were transferred one by one, collected from one fish tank at a time.

Zhou Haibing released all the ornamental fish into the waters of Shennong Space, where the water was flowing and had self-purifying capabilities.

The passage of time within the space is controllable; he can adjust the flow of time in this body of water to the state most suitable for the growth of these fish.

He didn't take those complicated filtration devices—in the Shennong Space, these fish didn't need artificial filtration.

After putting away the fish tank, Zhou Haibing went upstairs to the second floor.

The master bedroom is Sun Deming's room. It's not big, but it's kept very tidy.

The bed was an old-fashioned solid wood bed, and on the bedside table were a table lamp, a pair of reading glasses, and a half-read "Health Guide".

Zhou Haibing put all these things into his storage space.