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92: Chapter 92 Stripping Away Extreme Attributes, Returning to Human Nature

Lin Zhe sat on the sofa, watching Chen Yu, who was drenched in sweat.

"I'm buying your mindset. One million," Lin Zhe made his offer.

Chen Yu stood frozen, staring blankly at Lin Zhe, as if he hadn't heard clearly.

"One million to buy that desperate, money-obsessed thought in your brain," Lin Zhe repeated, taking out his phone and opening the transfer interface. "Sell, and I'll transfer it now. Don't sell, and you can wait for those people outside to come in and break your legs."

Chen Yu's brain couldn't process abstract concepts like "mindset" or "thoughts" right now.

He only heard three words.

One million.

"I'll sell! I'll sell!" Chen Yu shouted at the top of his lungs without hesitation. "As long as I get one million, I'll sell whatever you want!"

Lin Zhe recited the command in his mind.

"System, purchase the target [Money Over Life] trait."

[Command confirmed.]

[Target's complete consent detected.]

[Transaction amount: One million in real currency (paid).]

[Stripping trait...]

"Ding! Alipay transfer received: One million yuan."

The crisp notification sound echoed through the private room.

Chen Yu shuddered violently, his legs going weak as he collapsed onto the carpet.

He gasped for air, his clothes already soaked through with cold sweat.

The moment the trait was stripped away, he felt something extremely fanatical and dangerous being pulled out of his mind.

Over the past few days, he had been dreaming about how to get money and how to spend it; he felt he would even die right then if it meant he could get back that feeling of wanton extravagance.

But now, that pathological madness was gone.

Chen Yu scrambled to pull his phone from his pocket, staring at the long string of numbers in his Alipay balance, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

He had one million.

He could pay the bill.

He wouldn't get his legs broken.

And this time, no Lifespan was deducted!

At the thought that he had actually been willing to sell another twenty years of his Lifespan for two million just moments ago, Chen Yu felt a wave of intense fear, cold sweat trickling down his spine.

What was the point of having so much money if he was dead?

Dense footsteps could be heard from the corridor outside.

More than a dozen security guards in black suits, wielding rubber batons, charged over aggressively, led by a bald man.

The customer manager who had been thrown aside by A-Gui was holding his neck, pointing at the private room door with gritted teeth.

"That's them! Beat them up!" The manager's voice was hoarse, like a duck with its tail stepped on.

The security guards blocked the entrance of the private room.

Chen Yu jolted, the adrenaline that had just subsided surging again.

But this time, he didn't rush out like a madman to fight for his life; instead, he gripped his phone and ran to the door in two or three steps.

"Beat what? I'm not saying I wouldn't pay!" Chen Yu stiffened his neck, shoving his phone screen right into the manager's nose. "Look clearly! How much is the balance! Is it enough for your 150,000 yuan 'Dragon Set'?"

The manager was blinded by the phone screen for a second, but when he focused, his expression changed instantly.

One million.

Real cash.

The rule of the nightclub: as long as you have money, you're the boss.

The bald security captain also saw the number, and the rubber baton he had raised in mid-air stopped.

He turned to look at the manager, his eyes asking whether they should still proceed.

The manager swallowed hard, glanced at the young man in the suit sitting in the room, and then at the expressionless, lean man blocking the door.

"Sett... settle the bill." The manager immediately put on a smile that looked worse than crying, fished out a POS machine from his pocket, and handed it over. "Young Master Chen, the total is 158,000. Let's drop the odd change, 150,000."

Chen Yu snatched the POS machine and quickly entered his password.

Beep.

Transaction successful.

The sound of the receipt printing was exceptionally clear in the corridor.

Chen Yu tore off the receipt and slapped it onto the manager. "Take the money and get lost!"

The manager nodded repeatedly, leading the dozen security guards away, quickly disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Chen Yu turned around and looked at Lin Zhe, who was sitting on the sofa.

Following his temper from the past few days, he would definitely have thrown another hundred thousand to open all the drinks in the place to regain the face he had just lost.

But now, he felt that spending 150,000 on a few bottles of liquor was practically robbery, and his heart ached terribly.

His mind was clearer than ever before. If he took the remaining 850,000, bought a small house, and put it into a fixed deposit, it would be enough for him to go back to his hometown and live a stable life.

As for that bottomless pit Zhang Tingting, he absolutely could not contact her again. That woman could spend over 20,000 in a day; no amount of money was enough to fill that hole.

As for selling his Lifespan... Chen Yu glanced at Lin Zhe and quickly lowered his head.

It was too terrifying.

This person could buy a life with a casual sentence.

Now that he had money, he just wanted to stay as far away from this unscientific monster as possible.

"Big Brother." Chen Yu stood two meters away, his face full of fawning. "The bill is settled. If you don't need anything else, can I leave? I promise I'll never come to a place like this again. I'll go back to my hometown and find a proper job."

Lin Zhe looked at Chen Yu.

He keenly noticed the change in Chen Yu.

After losing the [Money Over Life] trait, Chen Yu hadn't turned into a saint who had seen through the world; he still valued the remaining 850,000 very much.

When he shoved his phone at the manager earlier, that petty, nouveau-riche face hadn't changed either.

But he had a bottom line.

He feared death, felt pain over the 150,000 spent, and started calculating his future days—these were all emotions a normal, ordinary person should have.

Lin Zhe understood completely.

What the system stripped away was the "extreme attribute" that had broken the bottom line of human nature.

The trait itself was just a manifestation of energy or emotion; it magnified a certain desire to the extreme.

A trait is a trait, and human nature is human nature.

With the pathological greed stripped away, what remained was the pettiness of a mortal.

This was very interesting.

Lin Zhe stood up.

"Let's go." Lin Zhe ordered A-Gui.

A-Gui turned and stepped aside.

Lin Zhe walked out of the private room without looking at Chen Yu again.

This young man, who had been harvested twice, should only be able to live tremblingly on the track of an ordinary person from now on; he had lost his utility value.

In the stairwell.

Lin Zhe and A-Gui were walking down when they bumped into Zhang Tingting, who was cowering in the corner.

Zhang Tingting hadn't run far at all. When she heard that Chen Yu not only hadn't been beaten but had paid the 150,000 bill directly, her little schemes started up again immediately.

Chen Yu actually still had money in his card!

Watching the two men walk down the stairs, Zhang Tingting didn't pay any attention to these two inconspicuous people and ran upstairs to the private room in her high heels.

Just as she reached the corridor, she saw Chen Yu preparing to press the elevator button.

"Brother Yu!" Zhang Tingting immediately put on a sweet, cloying voice and rushed over to hug Chen Yu's arm. "You scared me to death just now! Those security guards were so fierce, I was afraid they would hurt you."

Zhang Tingting rubbed her chest against Chen Yu's arm, acting coquettishly. "Brother Yu, the limited edition bag we agreed on..."

"Get lost!" Chen Yu jerked his arm away, using enough force to throw Zhang Tingting against the wall.

Zhang Tingting was stunned.

For the past few days, Chen Yu had been completely obedient to her, not even saying a harsh word.

"Do you think I'm a fucking ATM!" Chen Yu pointed at Zhang Tingting's nose and cursed. "I've blown over a hundred thousand on you in the last few days, and I haven't even held your hand a few times! Do you really think I'm an idiot? Stay away from me from now on!"

After cursing, the elevator doors opened just in time. Chen Yu dived into the elevator and frantically pressed the close button.

Zhang Tingting sat dazed on the floor, completely unable to understand how Chen Yu had suddenly changed into a different person.

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