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Awakening the Daily Intelligence System

Thirty years old—that was the age people often referred to as the time to stand tall and firm. At this age, some were splendid and dazzling, intoxicated in a world of wealth, while others were desolate and dim, confined to rope beds and clay stoves. Lin Mo belonged to the latter. At thirty, he was still a porter, toiling away to earn a living. His daughter was bullied by a male classmate at school—simply because his family was well-off, the school chose to turn a blind eye. His wife, already pregnant, was secretly working at a supermarket to supplement the household income without his knowledge. As he lay awake looking at his wife by his side and his daughter sleeping soundly in the little bed, Lin Mo felt so aggrieved he shed tears. Despite working hard every day until his back could no longer straighten, he still couldn't change the dire state of their lives. However, it was at this time that the Daily Intelligence System suddenly awoke. [Daily Intelligence has been updated] [1. Neighbor Wang Youcai secretly used his retirement funds to tip 10,000 yuan to a beauty in a live stream under the nickname Black Chicken.] [2. The police will perform a surprise inspection at the Red Romance Foot Bath at 12 o'clock tonight.] [3. Victory Bird will launch a ground assault against Hass in three days.] [4. The pet dog from 1402, Unit 1, Building 5 of Earth Garden Community is missing, and its owner Li Xiaoru is offering a 10,000 yuan reward for its return.] [5. The pet dog belonging to Li Xiaoru that went missing is trapped in a sewage drain on Development Road.] [6…] Initially, Lin Mo just wanted to use this system to make a bit of extra cash to alleviate his stifling life.

Dark eye mask · 都市
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748 Chs

208, Lin Mo, Du Nanxue... Is she still alive?_1

"Bai Feng, suspend the interrogation. You don't need to ask anything right now; someone will take over for you shortly. You just need to support from the sidelines,"

This command was entirely within Bai Feng's expectations.

Although the interrogation had just begun less than 20 minutes ago, Bai Feng could clearly feel that he was completely out of sync with Lin Mo.

Not only was he unable to judge the truth of Lin Mo's narrative, but he would often fall into shock and disbelief.

What a joke.

A dock worker from Grand Xia, who, in less than four years, had repeatedly profited on Wall Street, creating countless financial myths and legends.

Moreover, not only were these feats earth-shattering, but Lin Mo also had to play various roles, each requiring him to carefully conceal his identity to ensure he left no clues for Chen Shanhe.

Such stories, if made into movies or TV dramas, would only be regarded as the wild fantasies of a drunk screenwriter.