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It was pouring with rain.

Under the overpass on Gourmet Street, the place was packed with Sanhe Gods doing temp work, waiting for orders—delivery guys and chauffeurs.

A large group of Sanhe Gods, wearing dirty clothes and with disheveled hair, huddled in clusters. They chatted away about various international issues, as disparate as heaven and the Northern Sea.

Delivery guys and chauffeurs from the neighboring area, although dressed much cleaner, all had weary expressions on their faces.

It was another winter with heavy rain. Having to work in such weather meant they were likely shouldering the burdens of family and livelihood.

Zhang Yihua, too, donned a chauffeur’s uniform, stood among the crowd, anxiously awaiting today’s work.

Hum… hum hum…

Just then, his phone started buzzing. When he looked, he saw it was a call from his mother, who was in the hospital.

Zhang Yihua sidestepped to a quieter area before answering the call, softly saying, “Mom, what’s wrong?”

The “Divine Enthronement” anime he worked on had been inexplicably banned across the entire web and couldn’t sell a single copy, resulting in a complete financial loss.

To pay the employees, his parents sold their house without telling him and even took out all the money from their social security. Only then did they barely cover the deficit.

He thought he could start over, but fate had other plans: Zhang Yihua’s mother fell ill and was hospitalized.

Zhang Yihua was now in urgent need of money. He had reached out to all the friends he could think of for work or to borrow some money. In the end, he didn’t manage to borrow a penny, nor did he find a job.

Given his skill set and experience, finding a job related to animation should have been very easy.

But it seemed like he was cursed; the moment companies and studios found out he was the applicant, they’d immediately reject him.

The reason was obvious!

Left with no other choice, he had to take on various temporary jobs, such as chauffeuring or even manual labor, trying to scrape together extra money to care for his mother in the hospital.

“Child, are you busy? It’s raining outside, remember to bring an umbrella when you go out,” Mrs. Zhang’s weak voice came through.

Zhang Yihua’s eyes instantly reddened, he took a deep breath and said, “Mom, don’t worry, I’m just at the company, not running around, nor do I need to go out. The office is very warm.”

“Have you eaten? Your sister will take care of you at the hospital after she gets off work.”

Mrs. Zhang’s voice came through the phone: “I have… I’ve eaten… My appetite is still okay; I ate quite a bit today. Your dad is here in the hospital; you guys don’t need to run around all the time, just focus on your work. There’s no obstacle in this world that can’t be overcome.”

Indeed,

There’s no obstacle in this world that can’t be overcome.

Zhang Yihua sniffled, holding back his emotions, and said with a smile, “Mom, you’re absolutely right. There’s no obstacle we can’t get through. We will make it through, and you will get better, too.”

“Mom, I can’t talk right now; my boss is asking me to do something. Please take care of yourself, and I’ll come see you after work.”

After hanging up, Zhang Yihua finally let the tears flow unabashedly.

A burly man crying, a sight that stirred empathy!

The recent events led Zhang Yihua to a gradual realization that “Divine Enthronement”‘s ban and his inability to find work must all be linked to Lin Mo.

Yet he didn’t harbor hatred for Lin Mo, because it was Lin Mo’s timely intervention that made the completion of “Divine Enthronement” possible.

He simply didn’t believe the widespread news reports on the internet, declaring that Lin Mo’s family had leaked significant secrets, causing major trouble for Grand Xia.

Ha.

Could it be possible?

Lin Mo wasn’t that kind of person, and neither was Li Jinwen.

The only plausible explanation was that they had offended someone they shouldn’t have and had been framed.

“Huff…”

“Zhang Yihua, be strong, nothing is insurmountable.”

“No matter how difficult life is, you have to keep going step by step because you are your parents’ only support!”

“Old Lin, although I can’t reach you, you too must hold on and overcome this hardship!”

Zhang Yihua wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, and was about to try finding work online again when an alert on his phone’s screen caught his eye.

[Hello everyone, I’m Lin Mo, a fugitive wanted for a reward of one million, and I have something to say. If you want to listen, please enter ) to join the live stream.]

[Just enter the live stream room, and you will receive a red envelope worth 1,000 yuan. Plus, for every minute you stay, you will also receive red envelope rewards of varying amounts.]

Lin… Lin Mo?!

Zhang Yihua’s pupils contracted sharply, his body trembling uncontrollably, and he dropped his phone.

After snapping back to reality, he quickly bent down to pick up the phone, wiped the screen with his sleeve, and looked at the glaring notification again.

What was going on?

Was it real or fake?

A virus?

A scam link?

Or was it… unscrupulous merchants capitalizing on Lin Mo’s popularity?

Anyone in such a context would be inclined to disbelieve such a message at first impulse.

Zhang Yihua was no different.

But,

Even if it were a scam or a virus, Zhang Yihua couldn’t miss the one in a thousand chance.

“Huff…”

He took a deep breath, didn’t rush to click on the link, but first transferred the little money in his Alipay and WeChat accounts to his sister. Then, with trembling fingers, he tapped on the website in the link.

A page resembling a live streaming room appeared in front of Zhang Yihua, causing his heart rate to accelerate and his anxiety to reach a peak.