===Chapter 7: A Change in Titles===

After completing the medical examinations and surgeries at the hospital, Chen Yu returned to the Hongteng Police Station under the "escort" of three police officers.

He continued his life of "confinement."

In the following days, Chen Yu didn't step out of the police station's gate at all. Once they provided him with a computer, he didn't even leave his dormitory.

He stayed at home.

He stayed at the station.

And someone delivered his meals on time...

If it weren't for the lingering sense of unease in his heart and the annoying psychologist who harassed him every morning, Chen Yu would have actually found this life quite pleasant.

It's worth mentioning that, because the hospital may have discovered something out of conscience, they surprisingly arranged for a "supernatural being" to treat him!

Chen Yu still remembers the scene vividly.

That guy.

It was like a noisy celebration with drums, firecrackers, fluttering red flags, and a sea of people.

Even the local officials from the streets were alarmed. They rushed over with smiles on their faces, accompanying the supernatural being into the postoperative recovery room where Chen Yu was.

These street officials didn't dare to underestimate Chen Yu.

They thought Chen Yu was some kind of super important figure who had a serious illness, so they invited a transcendent being to assist in the treatment.

Only to find out it was just a circumcision...

The "supernatural being" at the time had a black face.

But luckily, he had some basic professional ethics. He took the money from the hospital and reluctantly released some kind of treatment or divine light technique or some sort of cellular regeneration on Chen Yu's face, looking unhappy.

In just a few minutes, Chen Yu felt like he could read erotic novels.

Whether it was his memories from before the time travel or his life after traveling, this was the first time Chen Yu had encountered "supernatural power."

Then an indescribable and irresistible sense of craving swept over his body.

If he could also possess this kind of power...

Forget about his impoverished family...

Forget about his future life...

Just talking about this police station, they wouldn't dare to lock him up.

Therefore, without hesitation, Chen Yu took out his phone and said, "Let's exchange WeChat, beautiful."

And the whole room was shocked.

And the "supernatural being" looked at him with a cold, skeptical gaze that couldn't be any colder or more skeptical.

The person didn't show any disdain at all.

They were just wondering how this Gil guy, who seemed quite long, could lack self-awareness more than a dog...

"Look at you, being so awesome."

In the dormitory of the police station, Chen Yu, who was playing games on the computer, recalled that scene and then another scene.

Indignant and dissatisfied.

Who hasn't dreamed of being a supernatural being?

So, he decisively quit the game, controlled the mouse, opened the search engine, and typed in, "What are some single-player games where you can play as a supernatural being?"

"Bang!"

Then the computer suddenly shut off.

It seemed to be telling him, "Give up on that dream, you loser."

"..."

"...Power outage?"

Chen Yu sat blankly in front of the computer desk, staring at the dark screen, completely puzzled.

    He pressed the power button, but the computer still didn't respond.

But right after that, he stopped caring about the computer issue.

Because...

He noticed that the title above his head, "Corpse," was becoming fainter!

Chen Yu: "!!!"

...

"This is great!"

"A wonderful thing!"

"Chief, it's a good thing! Chief, a good thing!"

Excited shouts could be heard outside the bathroom door.

The middle-aged police officer, who was squatting on the toilet with the title of "Deputy Chief of the Police Station" above his head, instantly felt worse.

He had been in the police force for over thirty years.

His father had been in the force for over fifty years.

Together, they were over a hundred years old.

He could confidently say that even if his father were here, he wouldn't have heard such "stupid" flattery.

Was the Chief's shit the only good shit?

"If you think it's good, come in and take a bite," the middle-aged police officer said with disgust.

"Huh?" The subordinate outside the door was bewildered. "What did you say?"

"Bang."

The wooden door of the toilet cubicle was pushed open, and the middle-aged police officer, with a stern face, was about to reprimand while fastening his belt.

But before he could start scolding, the subordinate police officer preempted him and blurted out, "Chief! It's great news! Chen Yu has changed!"

"Has his title changed?" The middle-aged police officer's spirits immediately lifted, reacting swiftly.

"Yes!"

"What did it change to?"

"It hasn't changed yet, just the color of the title has become lighter."

"Let's go!" Without even fastening the buckle of his belt, the middle-aged police officer rushed out of the bathroom, running towards Chen Yu's dormitory.

When the color of the title text becomes lighter, it means the person's "title" is about to change.

That was common knowledge; everyone had experienced it.

Soon.

He rushed all the way there, running as fast as the wind, and arrived at Chen Yu's dormitory.

By now, there were already four or five people in the small room.

The middle-aged police officer pushed them aside and immediately saw Chen Yu, who had a smile on his face and a Buddha-like demeanor.

The words "Corpse" on his head had indeed become fainter!

"When did it happen?" the middle-aged police officer asked anxiously.

"It happened last night," Chen Yu replied calmly. "But it was too late, and I didn't want to disturb your rest, so I didn't say anything. Ah, it's not something important anyway. Why are you all so excited?"

"When the psychologist came to see you this morning, you hadn't changed yet," a female police officer immediately exposed him.

"Oh, it must have happened afterward then. It doesn't matter, I didn't pay much attention to it," Chen Yu said nonchalantly, then asked the middle-aged police officer, "Does this mean my sentence is over? To be honest, I'm a little reluctant to leave you all. I really wanted to continue living here for a while longer."

"You do indeed need to stay a while longer," the middle-aged police officer immediately took out his phone and dialed a superior's number.

Chen Yu: "Huh?"

    ...

...

"This is another great, steadfast, genuine, and irreplaceable victory for our public security team! We have safeguarded the people's property and protected their lives..."

"History tells us to work steadily, keeping the people in our hearts..."

"...their safety is our unwavering and resolute responsibility! I can do it well, and I will definitely do it well..."

"Clap clap clap clap -"

Applause thundered in the large hall from time to time.

The Deputy Director stood at the main seat, excitedly talking away.

Chen Yu slumped on the side, feeling drowsy.

But he couldn't fall asleep.

The Chief's voice was too loud.

An hour ago, when the "Deputy Chief" learned that his title was about to change, he promptly notified the Chief.

The Chief informed the bureau.

The bureau notified the television station.

Then they brought him to this hall and started a grand celebration.

A prospective title plus the "rescue" of a life, it had a catchy appeal! And it was indeed worth celebrating and inspiring.

Chen Yu also uncommonly cooperated.

After all, he would be leaving soon, there was hope, and he could go back and beat his neighbor. What harm was there in enduring a little longer?

Finally.

Another half an hour passed, and the leaders finished their speeches.

"Click!"

The director with the green cap, signaling the end of the on-site filming, stood up and shouted to Chen Yu, "Young man, it's your turn to speak."

"Me?"

"Yes."

"Can you cry?" a leader on the podium interrupted.

Chen Yu: "..."

"Oh, it's fine if you can't cry." The leader awkwardly waved his hand. "Just speak with genuine emotions."

"Alright, if there are no issues, let's begin." The on-site director vigorously waved his hand. "Camera A, wide shot, slowly pan from the person in the left seat to the Chief. Camera B, close-up with a pull-back shot. Everyone in the audience, look at Chen Yu."

"Understood."

"Good."

"Um, three, two, one, action!"

Chen Yu: "..."

All the hundreds of people in the audience looked straight at Chen Yu, making him feel uneasy, wanting to blurt out a cynical remark.

"I'm leaving soon."

"It's all over."

He took a deep breath, mentally emphasizing his current situation, and with a stiff face and a smile, he began, "Respected leaders, distinguished guests, friends watching on television, good afternoon..."

"You aren't hosting the show, are you?" The director popped out half of his head. "No need to be so formal, just say what you want to say. Camera A and B, don't move, continue shooting."

"I want to say, 'You're such an idiot.'" That's what Chen Yu wanted to say.

He rubbed his face and forced a smile again. "Respected leaders, and the police comrades who have been protecting me during this time, I'm truly 'grateful' for your help. It allowed me to turn over a new leaf and start anew. I..."

"That's enough." The director waved his hand. "Keep the first part, and we'll dub the rest. Don't forget to come to the studio tomorrow for the voiceover, young man."

    Chen Yu: "..."

"Why can't I understand this?" The Deputy Chief sitting in the audience had a puzzled expression. "Just have a journalist interview him and report the news. Are we turning this into a documentary?"

No one paid attention to the Deputy Chief's complaints.

The on-site director watched the playback on the monitor, confirmed that everything was fine, and stood up to give instructions. "For the final segment, let's film Chen Yu walking away, capturing his back. It would be best if we can catch the moment when he walks out the door and his 'title' changes. It will express the idea of him regaining a new life with the help of the police."

"Okay." The Deputy Director was satisfied and applauded. "Let's take a break and wait until the 'title' on Chen Yu's head becomes a bit lighter."

Chen Yu: "..."

The atmosphere in the venue relaxed, and the police officers in the audience and the leaders on the podium started chatting.

The hall was filled with noise.

Only Chen Yu sat alone in his original spot, feeling numb.

Fortunately, the "title" on his head was indeed about to change.

People only waited for a little over ten minutes, and the color of Chen Yu's "title" had faded to the point of being barely discernible to the naked eye.

"Okay, it's now." The director gave the command, and everyone returned to their positions.

"Is it starting?" Chen Yu suppressed the excitement welling up in his heart and tentatively pointed to his own nose. "Should I leave now?"

"Yes! Go!" The director nodded.

The Deputy Chief reminded him from below the stage, "Chen Yu, you don't have to come back once you leave. You can go home now. You've worked hard."

"Oh, okay. Got it." Chen Yu immediately stood up and walked briskly towards the exit.

"Slow down a bit." The director focused intently on the monitor. "Yes, slower. You can start shouting now. Camera B, focus on the podium."

In the next moment, all the police officers in the venue stood up and shouted loudly, "Protecting the people's safety! Serving the people!"

"Great! Very good! Don't be nervous, young man. Keep walking, hey, keep going... hey?!"

At the moment Chen Yu was about to walk out of the hall's entrance, his "title" changed right on time.

From "Dead Body" to "World's Top Serial Killer Dismembering and Mutilated Corpses."

Deputy Chief: "??!!"

Bureau leaders: "!!!"

Director: "???!?!"

Everyone in the venue: "!!! o_O ||"

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