Spoiled by Eight Uncles

After an all-nighter, Cloud successfully traced an IP address starting from the internet café. He closed the system backstage, ensuring there were no traces left, and stretched his tired muscles.

“Hey, Calvin, I’m here. Sorry I’m late, there was a traffic jam,” the substitute network administrator hurriedly greeted Cloud.

Cloud smiled and reassured him, “No worries, I was just finishing up a game. Take your time.”

The substitute network administrator marveled at how friendly Calvin was and began the handover process.

“Wait, something seems off with the 25 dollars,” the substitute network administrator remarked.

Cloud nodded, “Oh, there was this guy who went crazy and paid with underworld currency to access the internet.”

He pointed to two underworld banknotes in the corner and whispered, “Have you noticed anything unusual happening in our county recently? Something that just looks abnormal at first sight?”

The substitute network administrator was scared as he saw the underworld currency!

Oh my…

“Well, nothing out of the ordinary…” The substitute network administrator replied nervously, “There was an elderly lady in the southern part of the city who committed suicide by jumping off a building. But that’s unfortunately not uncommon… Could she be the one who was accessing the internet last night?”

Cloud shook his head, “No, it was just a regular young man.”

The substitute network administrator pondered for a moment and added, “I did hear about a man getting hit by a bicycle the day before yesterday and being rushed to the hospital. The doctors said he couldn’t be saved… But the next day, he disappeared.”

Cloud speculated, “Could he have come to our internet café?”

administrator cautioned, “Come on, Calvin,

patted his colleague on the shoulder and said, “I was just joking. Let’s

network administrator nodded while sending a voice message to his friend, briefly mentioning the incident of receiving underworld currency at the internet café. However, he quickly added a warning at the end, urging his friend not to talk about it, as it could affect the café’s business negatively and the

he noticed that the substitute network administrator

just take up that part-time job you mentioned yesterday? I can earn 2,000 dollars a month just by taking photos, which is only 500 dollars less than my salary as a network administrator,

at him, intrigued by the mention of

kind of part-time job is it? Count me in if the

legit though. There’s a rumor that an environmental research organization

“What kind of pictures? Is it that hard to take a

want photos of the vegetation, the overall forest environment, and such. They said they’re looking for someone to go to Kongo

but there was a road that led up the mountain. Residents often went up the mountain to collect herbs and mushrooms, and it was also frequented by

with you

did not want to appear too eager or suspicious. After discussing the matter, Cloud finished his work for the

face to face with a man in black. The man had a sharp and somewhat sinister appearance,

sideways as if giving way to Cloud. However, his fixed gaze smirked at Cloud, who

ask what he was going to do. After all, the man appeared rather suspicious. But he reminded himself of his current

a perplexed expression and asked, “What are

and scratched his neck as he

but as soon as he turned his back to the

wrong with

Drawing upon his professional training, Cloud’s analysis led him to