The Resource Network Explodes

A low-key black car pulled into the Pine Grove Villa shortly after Zhou Ru left. A man fully masked and armed stepped out of the car. The butler's attitude was much more cordial, a mix of surprise and delight, as he greeted, "Second Young Master, what brings you back!"

It was Wen Liming who had returned. He had been busy preparing for his concert this year and seldom returned. Even when the old lady returned from abroad, he only visited once at the beginning, and every phone call ended with her scolding him.

After getting out of the car, Wen Liming furtively observed his surroundings: "Where's Grandma?" The butler beamed like a blooming flower: "The old lady is playing mahjong with the matriarchs from the Feng and Zhao families. She hasn't returned yet."

Wen Liming breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't alone; someone followed him. "I'm here to pick up my piano." The butler, who had already received the message, said: "It's already in the living room, waiting for you to collect it." Wen Liming nodded and pulled out a large stack of concert tickets from his coat: "Here, take these if anyone wants to go to the concert."

The butler looked at the tickets as if they were a pile of waste paper: "..."

But Wen Liming soon noticed something was off with his piano. "Who touched my piano?" The butler, seeing the serious and intense look on Wen Liming's face, felt a pang of fear: "S-Second Young Master, w-what's wrong?" Wen Liming's seriousness lasted only a second before his eyes burned with excitement: "My piano! It's tuned so well! Who used my piano? Who hired the tuner?" He was willing to pay a high price to hire the tuner!

The butler nearly dropped the small pastries he was holding. He patted his chest and gave Wen Liming a reproachful look: "Second Young Master, you really scared me. Well, the other day, the young doctor came to see the old lady, and your piano got bumped during cleaning. The young doctor fixed it and tuned it for you."

The butler couldn't help but recall the beautiful music played by Ji Chuxing that day. It was the most wonderful music he had ever heard. *Cough, cough*! He stopped himself. The Second Young Master was still there, and saying such things would be disrespectful to a professional musician.

Wen Liming: "Huh?" Wait, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor tuned his piano? He knew that the old lady had been using traditional Chinese medicine to improve her health, and the results were excellent. Her voice was so loud on the phone that even the band members could hear her scolding him.

The butler enthusiastically retrieved the surveillance footage from the villa. When Ji Chuxing played, he was so entranced that he forgot to record it. Later, he found the video from the villa's security cameras and cut out the part where Ji Chuxing was playing.

Wen Liming curiously watched the footage. The recording quality was not as good as hearing it live, but he was still instantly captivated, his eyes wide with amazement. Even through the surveillance footage, the moment the music flowed, it opened a new door in his musical world, showing him the higher realms of music.

After watching the footage twice, Wen Liming still stood there, clutching his phone, lost in his own world.

The old lady, who had returned without them noticing, waved her hand in front of Wen Liming's eyes. "How old are you, crying like that?" She didn't want to think he was crying because he missed her. *Tsk*, how annoying.

The butler quietly put away his phone. Wen Liming wiped his eyes and shook his head: "You wouldn't understand." It had been a long time since he heard such beautiful piano music.

The old lady cast a disdainful glance at him. She didn't want to understand.

Wen Liming, however, looked excitedly at the butler and the old lady: "I want to meet her!"

The old lady immediately became wary: "Don't even think about it. What do you want to do?"

Wen Liming: "What?" He was shocked. Wasn't she his grandmother? Why was she more cautious than he was, treating him like a kidnapper who wanted to abduct her beloved granddaughter? Was his dear grandmother finally planning to disown him?

The old lady was dismissive: "The young doctor is busy. She doesn't have time to see you. Don't bother her. And don't get any bad ideas. I'm telling you, you're not good enough for her."

Wen Liming: "What?" He just wanted to ask her about the piano. It was clear she was a top-level player. Couldn't his grandmother introduce him to such a talented person?

The butler then mentioned Zhou Ru and Wen Xinrui's visit earlier. The old lady snorted: "As if they did some great favor. Do I need them to find me a doctor? The young doctor isn't someone they can just invite. I know exactly how they got those tickets."

The butler smiled but said nothing.

Faced with her grandson's eager gaze, the old lady finally relented: "Fine, next time the young doctor comes, I'll ask her."

Wen Liming was delighted. "Please make sure to ask her. Money is no object!"

The old lady dismissed the idea: "The young doctor doesn't need your money."

Wen Liming smiled but said nothing. He saw the small pastries in the butler's hand and was moved to tears: "Grandma, I knew you cared about me. I haven't had these in a long time!"

Just as he was about to grab one, the old lady swiftly took them away: "These are for the young doctor, not for you!"

Wen Liming: "What?" He was no longer her favorite grandson.

Meanwhile, Second Master Bo, who tried to reason with Ji Chuxing, not only failed to convince her but also went to the kitchen to make her a yogurt ice cream. Seeing her eat with her eyes closed in pleasure, he left contentedly. Oh well, let her enjoy herself after the exams.

Ji Chuxing was very happy today. She not only received a valuable reward but also several lucrative business deals. After Bo Yanchen left, she communicated with 'Lan' online.

Lan: The items have been shipped and will arrive at the Nan City port the day after tomorrow. But be careful, someone might have discovered it.

Ji Chuxing replied coldly: Understood.

Lan, after waiting for a while, sent an emoji: Give you money.jpg

Ji Chuxing stared coldly at the chat window. As expected, Lan soon messaged: "Bro, I have a question. I'm not quite clear on something. I'd like to hear your thoughts."

Ji Chuxing waited for half a minute, and Lan sent a long message filled with equations and data. Ji Chuxing's eyelid twitched, and she sent back an emoji: Give money.jpg

Ten seconds later, she received a payment notification and clicked to accept it, feeling satisfied.

After ten minutes, she exited the private messages in the live stream and logged into the long-forgotten resource website. Ji Chuxing rubbed her forehead. She had been so busy with live streaming, making money, and conducting experiments that she forgot to upgrade her account.

Her expression turned serious, and her fingers flew over the keyboard. Ten seconds later, a message appeared on the public information page of the resource website every fifteen seconds:

"Omnipotent has completed a beginner task."

"Omnipotent has completed a beginner task."

"Omnipotent has completed a beginner task."

...

Beginner tasks weren't difficult, but for a beginner account, solving them in an hour was already considered genius. But now, what kind of monster was this, completing tasks every fifteen seconds?

The entire resource website exploded with activity. And then, there was an even bigger shock—Omnipotent issued a formal challenge to the second-ranked hacker, Z.

A large, red banner floated up and down on the resource website, announcing the challenge.