67: Chapter 67 I finally remembered you, it was you all along.

After uploading the two videos, it was already close to 12 o'clock. Seeing this, Chen Sheng simply went to the bathroom—not to relieve himself, but to wash his hands, or perhaps one could call it bathing and changing clothes. He then went to the balcony. With a "click," a flicker of flame rose along with wisps of blue smoke, just as the second hand hit zero.

"Phew~"

Chen Sheng exhaled a cloud of smoke and opened the system panel.

host: Chen Sheng

Level: One

Upgrade Experience Points: 45 / 100

Unread Intelligence Reports: 2

【Today's Intelligence 1: This morning, on Chenghua Avenue, a Tesla electric car caused a pile-up due to brake failure. This accident resulted in multiple injuries, three of which are serious.】

Chen Sheng: "As expected, if you're going to choose an electric car, you still have to choose a domestic one."

You could say its three major components are all from others, you could say the quality of its beams and pillars is poor, and you could even say the exterior design is tacky, but things like spontaneous combustion or brake failure—they might exist, but at least Chen Sheng hasn't heard of them.

As for the content involved in this intelligence...

As an ordinary citizen, he had no ability to stop it, nor was it absolutely possible for him to stop it. Perhaps all he could do was light a cigarette and pray to the moon that the three seriously injured people would be safe and sound.

He continued to look at the next piece of intelligence.

【Today's Intelligence 2: Due to the number of fresh graduates this year increasing by 15% compared to previous years, since July, major job markets have seen a phenomenon of difficulty in finding employment. Regarding this phenomenon, experts have stated that this situation is a temporary phenomenon, calling on job seekers not to rush into finding a job, but to utilize their idle assets, side hustles, and part-time jobs to generate income and develop in a diversified way...】

"Heh~ The so-called experts have finally taken the stage, haven't they!"

His hands were already itching.

His keyboard had long been poised and ready, just waiting for the order to lead the charge.

Chen Sheng opened the forum and entered the relevant search terms in the search box. The screen jumped, and suddenly, various statements from the so-called experts appeared on the screen.

The statements were explosive.

However, the comment section was exceptionally harmonious.

Every netizen who saw these statements and was willing to leave a comment kindly greeted the ancestors of the so-called experts up to the eighteenth generation and wished them that their sons would be born without an anus.

Look at what a harmonious scene it was.

After roughly reading some comments, Chen Sheng suddenly felt a sense of being tapped out. He wanted to say something, but the sentences in his mind had all been used by netizens, and used repeatedly at that.

After pondering for a long while, Chen Sheng left four characters in the comment section—'Like mourning one's parents!'

Novel enough!

After ensuring that he had left a comment for every explosive statement from the so-called experts, Chen Sheng finally exited the forum with satisfaction, lit another "post-event" cigarette, and after finishing it, he went to the bathroom to brush his teeth again before returning to the bedroom.

In the morning, Chen Sheng still took An Xiaonuan to her company first, then opened TikTok to check the two videos he had posted yesterday.

He didn't know if the timing was off, but after a morning of fermentation, the view count was still less than five thousand. Seeing this, Chen Sheng directly purchased 500 [dou+] for each video.

After finishing these tasks, Chen Sheng opened the ride-hailing app again. However, before officially going online, Chen Sheng pressed his hands together and bowed piously toward the azure sky outside the windshield, "Please, no troublemakers today. I can't handle it, I really can't handle it."

If he had to choose between encountering weird passengers himself and obtaining resources from other peers for a fee, he might have hesitated before, or even leaned toward the former. But after what happened yesterday, he would choose the latter without hesitation; hesitating for even a second would be irresponsible to his own body.

After piously praying to all the gods in the sky, Chen Sheng clicked "Go Online" on the app page.

Since the vehicle was in a stationary state, according to the app's dispatch mechanism, the first order still arrived after waiting for about twenty minutes.

It was an eight-yuan-fifty short trip, but the passenger was very easy to get along with, and that was enough.

When the vehicle was on the road, the dispatch mechanism started to function. Soon, the second, third, fourth orders... After each order ended, about ten minutes later, the phone would ring with the notification sound of a new order.

He drove from morning to afternoon, and from afternoon to evening. Except for lunch and a half-hour charge in the middle, he almost didn't rest.

Of course, the income was worth the effort; after deducting all expenses on the road, the net income was about four hundred.

Returning home at night, Chen Sheng couldn't wait to open TikTok. Sure enough, the effect of spending money versus not spending money was really different. The view count, which was less than five thousand in the morning, had now soared to over twenty thousand, and the number of likes had also surged from less than five hundred to two thousand.

Of course, it couldn't be compared with those that easily had millions of views, but after all, it was only 500 for the [dou+], which was already worth more than the price.

Chen Sheng opened the comment section.

Uh! How to put it!

Half of the comments were about the Female Passenger having a strange train of thought.

The other half were mocking him.

"Haha! Can the streamer be considered the most miserable ride-hailing driver on the entire internet? For others, encountering one once a month would be considered having eight lifetimes of bad luck. So the question is, the streamer has it several times a day, what does that count as?"

"Streamer, tell the truth, did you really peek at her beauty?"

"Given the streamer's various frantic actions, what is the area of the streamer's psychological shadow right now?"

...

Sure enough, smiles don't disappear; they only transfer. From Chen Sheng's face to the faces of those netizens who were leaving spicy comments across the internet.

Just at this moment, the phone rang.

Seeing that the note was "Mom," Chen Sheng's heart thumped. Familiar memories emerged; that was when he first officially made a compilation of weird passengers. Because of one video, everyone knew he was unemployed. This time, wouldn't they all think he was possessed by the God of Bad Luck?

Chen Sheng hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to answer.

"Mom, is there anything wrong with calling me so late?"

"Sheng, my child, has Liu Jun ever borrowed money from you?"

Hearing this familiar name, Chen Sheng asked, "Who is Liu Jun?"

He really wanted to know who exactly Liu Jun was.

Mother Chen revealed the answer, "Your Younger Maternal Uncle, your youngest maternal great-uncle's son, Liu Jun."

"Oh~" Chen Sheng suddenly realized, so it was him.

It really wasn't Chen Sheng's fault for not remembering. His maternal grandfather had seven siblings in the same generation. The eldest was a woman, addressed as Great Aunt. The second died young. The third was Chen Sheng's maternal grandfather. The fourth was addressed as Third Maternal Great-Uncle. The fifth also didn't survive. The sixth was addressed as Youngest Maternal Great-Uncle. The youngest was also a woman, addressed as Youngest Great Aunt.

This belonged to the relationship of the generation before the last.

According to local tradition, one generation is responsible for the social interactions of their own generation, at most inheriting the social obligations of the previous generation.

The three brothers each had their own circumstances and started families in different places. They couldn't meet a few times a year, and even if they did, they used honorifics. Coupled with the heavy Sichuan accent, it was normal for Chen Sheng not to remember.

Chen Sheng asked curiously, "Younger Maternal Uncle hasn't called me. What's wrong? Did he borrow money from you?"