Chapter 12

Cough, so it turned out he wasn’t the only one who could see it.

Bo Ting let out a long breath of relief, but then he thought: since everyone could tell that the convenience store’s position was strange…

Then what exactly was going on?

No city would allow a convenience store to appear out of thin air, right?

What on earth was the deal with this “Yunhe” convenience store?

Bo Ting tapped his fingers, and by now the group chat had no leader—people were saying all sorts of things.

These past few days, everyone had stayed inside the neighborhood for various reasons, so it had taken until now to notice such a massive issue.

“Little Bo.”

“We have to report this convenience store!”

“Building it right there on the road is way too dangerous—it’s bound to cause an accident.”

Imagine a bus driving normally, approaching the traffic light to turn, only to slam straight into a convenience store.

That was downright terrifying!

The retired bookstore owner in the neighborhood group, a cultured man, stepped up at this moment: “We need to report it on the Citizens Exchange Platform!”

“We can’t let illegal constructions continue like this.”

“Elder Zhu is right!”

Elder Wen chimed in with a thumbs-up.

Bo Ting glanced at it and agreed.

With such a dangerous building right there, what if something happened one day? He had no idea how it had been built on that street corner with no land available, but since they’d spotted it, they couldn’t just ignore it.

As the group started looking up ways to complain, Bo Ting logged into the Netizens Exchange Forum himself.

Seeing that his online friend was still active, he felt a bit embarrassed: “Sorry, something came up in the neighborhood just now.”

“Needed to handle it.”

“Oh right, Mr. Xu.”

“Do you know the link to the Citizens Exchange Platform?”

Bo Ting asked casually.

For some reason, the mini-programs on his phone had been glitchy these past few days—he couldn’t search up any official sites, no matter what.

Bo Ting frowned, feeling a bit annoyed.

On the other end, Xu Qinglai paused when he saw the message.

Citizens Exchange Platform?

As far as he knew, Mengjia City’s Citizens Exchange Platform occasionally had Resurgence Management Office staff lurking to catch any overlooked weird incidents. But since it was a citizen-run exchange hub, it was more geared toward… ordinary people, compared to the Ability Users Exchange Forum.

So, the question was, what did this “netizen” want it for?

Xu Qinglai’s eyes darkened slightly: “Need any help?”

Help?

Bo Ting snapped back and figured his friend had misunderstood: “Ah, no worries, it’s not a big deal—just need to file a complaint, no need to trouble you.”

“Thanks anyway, friend.”

“I’ll update you once I get results.”

After Bo Ting sent that, his friend shared the link, and a smile crept onto his face.

He was ready to figure out how to complain on the Citizens Exchange Platform.

It was a bit embarrassing, but while he’d been lurking on the Netizens Exchange Forum forever, he’d never really used a formal platform like the Citizens Exchange Platform, let alone filed a complaint.

If it weren’t for how bizarre this convenience store was, Bo Ting wouldn’t have thought to report it.

After replying to his online friend, he logged in with a few quick taps.

To his surprise, he didn’t even need to register again this time.

But he frowned slightly and looked at the avatar and nickname displayed on the forum.

Weird—why was it showing his Netizens Exchange Forum name here on the Citizens Platform?

The familiar “So Many Eyes in the Sky Today!” stared back at him. He tried editing it, but the icon showed it wouldn’t change—it seemed auto-linked.

Bo Ting: …

Whatever.

Probably some connection between the developers. Using the same avatar and nickname carried a risk of being recognized.

But he wasn’t anyone important, so… it shouldn’t matter, right?

Putting that aside, he clumsily screenshot the convenience store from the video, then composed a lengthy post.

After typing the last word, Bo Ting scanned the content, confirmed it was good, and relaxed his brows as he hit submit on the report!

…

A few minutes later.

At the Resurgence Management Office, staff were conducting a network sweep on this place called Taiping Luxury Garden.

Suddenly, a “ding-dong” echoed in the quiet office—an email notification.

Zheng Shangyun: …

“What’s that?”

“Whose computer has the sound up so loud?”

Such a serious setting, and an email chime blared out of nowhere—nearly scared everyone.

The assistant nearby looked puzzled, then glanced down and twitched his mouth.

“Brother Zheng.”

“It’s not that I forgot to mute—everyone’s computers got an email.”

“Wait, no—a complaint report.”

The assistant checked the title again.

The noise had been because all the computers pinged at once.

Layered sound effects, of course it was loud.

Zheng Shangyun choked: “Where’d this complaint come from?”

“If it’s not a weird incident, forward it elsewhere.”

But then he sensed something off.

Wait—what complaint could send straight to the Resurgence Management Office computers?

That was suspicious in itself!

They had special filters on their public email—only files with weird vibes could get through!

Zheng Shangyun halted abruptly.

The Third Squad’s deputy captain nearby caught on too and looked up.

They exchanged a glance, and Zheng Shangyun said gravely: “Open the email and check.”

The assistant nodded, and like all the team members, opened it in a daze.

One look, and beneath the wall of dense text, they spotted the familiar name.

“Yunhe Convenience Store”—those words, ingrained from yesterday and today’s investigations—jumped out, stunning everyone.

And below it, an attached photo.

Like a screenshot from shaky video footage. One click, and the lit-up convenience store popped onto the screen.

Coincidence, or…?

A chilling dread crept through the office.

Receiving such a photo right as their probe began—it was hard not to overthink.

Zheng Shangyun even had his hand ready on the defense button.

Suspecting the whole team might be under weird influence.

Yin Liao, leaning in to read the email, frowned tightly. He recognized every word, but somehow they made no sense together.

“Reporting illegal construction?”

“What does this mean?”

Not that he couldn’t understand at all, just… the content was so far from what they’d imagined that it left them baffled after reading.

“Wait!”

As Zheng Shangyun was about to hit the emergency button, Yin Liao snapped out of it and stopped his boss.

As everyone eyed him warily, he paused, his expression odd: “Don’t panic first.”

“This seems to really be… a complaint letter?”