64: Chapter 64: The Extraordinary Club's General Outline is Now Online! Doing what ordinary people cannot!

Yunding Mansion, second-floor study.

Zhou Ye took his hands off the keyboard and turned to look at Lin Zhe, who was sitting on the sofa.

"Boss, the permission transfer is complete." Zhou Ye pointed to the phone Lin Zhe had placed on the coffee table. "From now on, you are the sole master within this system. Whether it's monitoring the members' activities or directly burning out their device terminals, it all rests on your whim."

Lin Zhe picked up the phone.

The screen lit up with a pure black background, and in the very center, the dark gold characters for "Extraordinary Club" flashed.

The page unfolded smoothly, divided into an administrative backend and a frontend interface.

The administrative backend showed the current number of online users: 2.

Shen Changshan, Qin Zhenhua.

"Boss, I used decentralized physical nodes for this system." Zhou Ye's tone was filled with absolute confidence. "Unless someone can simultaneously hack into top-tier servers in over seventy countries around the world, they will never be able to trace the source."

Lin Zhe nodded slightly, his finger sliding across the screen to open the [Settings] tab.

A newly built stage needs its own rules.

Lin Zhe tapped on the virtual keyboard and entered the club's first manifesto.

[Extraordinary Club members do what ordinary people cannot.]

No need for long-winded explanations; the fewer the words, the greater the deterrent power.

The core purpose of Lin Zhe conceiving this software was to tie the top bigwigs of Jiangcheng, and even the whole country, to his chariot.

To achieve this, he had to let these people see hope—hope named [Extraordinary Club] or even [Immortality]!

Lin Zhe could trade traits; with a single thought, he could buy lifespan from others, or bestow it upon them.

Theoretically, as long as Lin Zhe was willing, he could let a dying old man possess decades or even a century more of life!

And this wasn't even Lin Zhe's limit.

Whether it was himself obtaining the [Bajiquan Mastery] and [Supernormal Reaction] traits, or A-Gui obtaining the [Master of Assassination] and [Beast Instinct] traits, it all pointed to one thing.

That was that by stacking traits, ordinary people could possess power that exceeded that of normal humans!

Composing himself, Lin Zhe pressed the send button for the manifesto: "Extraordinary Club members do what ordinary people cannot."

The system backend showed that the publication was successful.

Afterward, Lin Zhe cleanly locked the phone screen and tossed the phone onto the coffee table.

Zhou Ye sat in front of the computer, stretching his neck out long, staring at his secondary monitoring screen for a long time, only to find that apart from that one line of text, Lin Zhe hadn't sent anything else.

"Boss, is that it?" Zhou Ye scratched his head, his face full of confusion.

Lin Zhe leaned back against the sofa and picked up his water glass to take a sip.

"What else? Do you want me to send them a beginner's tutorial?"

Zhou Ye turned his swivel chair and pointed at the screen.

"The app just went live; you could at least post a specific task, like telling them to go kill Chairman Chu Changfeng or something. Just posting a manifesto, do you think they'll understand?"

A-Gui, standing nearby, reprimanded him unceremoniously: "You talk too much. How the boss does things—is it your place to teach him?"

Zhou Ye shrank his neck, not daring to make a sound.

Lin Zhe set down his water glass, his tone calm.

"Truly smart dogs don't need their master to whip them to move forward. Just give them a look, and they will bite the prey to death and drag it back themselves."

Lin Zhe stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, leaving Zhou Ye and A-Gui with an inscrutable back view.

"If I have to teach them everything hand-in-hand, what's the point of pulling them in?"

At the same time, the Shen Family manor in Jiangcheng.

In the backyard pavilion, it was so quiet that one could only hear the rustling of the wind through the leaves.

Shen Changshan held the special phone with both hands, his eyes fixed on the line of dark gold text scrolling across the top of the screen.

[Extraordinary Club members do what ordinary people cannot.]

A mere eleven characters, without any superfluous explanation.

Publisher: Blank Avatar (Highest Authority).

Shen Changshan stood up abruptly; because he rose too quickly, his vision darkened slightly, and his body swayed.

Shen Nianwei quickly reached out to steady him.

"Grandfather!"

Shen Changshan waved his hand, pushing away his granddaughter's hand, his gaze still not leaving the phone screen.

His chest heaved violently, and even his breathing became rapid.

"Nianwei, look at this sentence carefully." Shen Changshan handed the phone over.

Shen Nianwei took the phone and looked at the eleven characters on the screen.

After just one glance, her heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

"Grandfather, what does Mr. Lin mean by this?" Shen Nianwei asked.

"This is the rule, and also the threshold!" Shen Changshan paced back and forth in the pavilion, his tone filled with irrepressible excitement. "What is 'what ordinary people cannot'? Breaking the rules, rising above secular laws—that is what it means to be extraordinary!"

Shen Changshan stopped pacing and turned to look at Shen Nianwei.

"Mr. Lin is telling us that in this club, there is nothing that cannot be done! Even bringing someone back from the dead, even changing the fate of a family—these are all routine operations, just like flipping one's hand to create clouds or rain!"

Shen Nianwei understood the value of this sentence all too well.

Wanhao Group was the best example.

In a single day, without receiving any prior news or wind of it, a massive multi-billion group collapsed just like that.

Wang Jianshu, who had operated in Jiangcheng for many years with a complex web of connections, was taken away directly, and the people behind him didn't react at all.

"But Mr. Lin hasn't issued any specific tasks." Shen Nianwei lowered her voice to remind him, "If Mr. Lin wants us to do something, even if he doesn't explain it clearly, he should at least give us a target."

Shen Changshan heard his granddaughter's words and didn't speak immediately.

He locked the phone screen, placed it flat on the stone table, leaned back into his chair, and slowly closed his eyes.

The pavilion quieted down, and one could only hear the rustling of the wind through the leaves.

Shen Nianwei did not urge him.

She knew this habit of her grandfather's very well.

Every time he encountered a major decision, her grandfather would always sort out his thoughts like this.

After several minutes, Shen Changshan finally reopened his eyes.

"Nianwei, you only saw the first layer." Shen Changshan picked up the purple clay teapot and poured himself a cup of lukewarm tea. "Do you think Mr. Lin established this club to make it convenient to assign us work?"

Shen Nianwei subconsciously retorted: "Isn't it?"

"What are we, that we are worthy of Mr. Lin specifically creating software to assign us work?" Shen Changshan's tone was flat, yet it revealed a sober realization. "Wanhao collapsed just like that; did you receive any wind of it? No! Absolutely none! But Wanhao collapsed nonetheless!"

"Nianwei, you answer me one question." Shen Changshan suddenly changed the subject. "In our secular business world, what is a club? What is the meaning behind those top tycoons racking their brains to build clubs or join them?"

Shen Nianwei was stunned.

She hadn't expected her grandfather to throw out such an unrelated question, but she quickly gathered her thoughts.