Awakening the Daily Intelligence System

Chapter 522: 202, after many years, Lin Mo has once again gone viral on the internet!_1

Lin Mo looked at himself contentedly in the mirror for a bit, then took out his phone and snapped a selfie to send to his family.

[Everything’s fine on my end, don’t worry, look forward to my good news.]

Originally, he had planned to head out after sending the message, but then he thought that it wasn’t just his family who needed to hear his good news.

Lin Mo logged onto the social media platform he hadn’t visited in a long time, only to find it inundated with unread messages, displaying 99+ notifications, but Lin Mo glanced through and guessed there must be hundreds of comments.

Many were from old friends, colleagues who used to work with his dad, and elderly relatives from his wife’s side of the family.

It was his grandma and grandpa who, almost every few days, would send him a message, inquiring about their well-being.

…

Even though they had never received a reply, they never stopped this behavior.

It was as if they believed that persistence would eventually be rewarded with a response.

Lin Mo also sent them a recent family photo and replied with a message.

[Grandpa, Grandma, the family’s all good, I’ve come back to the country, I’ll visit you once I’m done with some things.]

Social media chat messages have no real security; if the relevant departments want to investigate, whatever you’ve sent will be recorded clearly.

So Lin Mo didn’t tell his grandparents that his family had already returned to the country.

The necessary safety precautions still had to be considered.

As for himself, it didn’t matter. After all, he was planning to turn himself in; walking into the police station and being brought in were one and the same to him.

After messaging some close family members and friends, Lin Mo finally stepped out of the house again.

He saw the airport shuttle’s business car still waiting outside the door.

Lin Mo sent the driver a message too, telling him he didn’t need the ride anymore, the driver could finish for the day now.

He had initially wanted to visit Chen Shanhe’s former Hive headquarters and the food factory where he detained his rivals, but after coming home and especially after removing his makeup, Lin Mo suddenly no longer felt like making the trip.

He could imagine that the former Hive headquarters probably vanished without a trace, reverted to looking as if nothing had ever happened there.

As for the food factory, it had surely become some other company by now.

Over two years isn’t a very long time to speak of, but it’s enough to change many things.

Especially for Rakshasa City, with its strong regenerative capabilities, this was even more the case.

Lin Mo wandered aimlessly down the roads outside the residential area, quickly arriving at the front of a bustling noodle shop.

The shop was crowded.

A young couple were busily moving about, bustling among the customers with enthusiasm.

Through the glass inside, an elderly couple was busy boiling noodles and mixing various condiments.

Lin Mo stood at the shop entrance and sniffed, immediately engulfed by the delicious aroma that made his mouth water uncontrollably.

In the past, when Li Jinwen worked away from home, regardless of how hungry or tired Lin Mo was outside, he would endure until he got to this noodle shop at his doorstep. He’d treat himself to a bowl of pig trotter noodles and a bottle of chilled beer.

For the Lin Mo of the past, that was the most satisfying moment of the day.

Lin Mo stepped into the shop, looked around for an empty table, found none, and so took a seat at a table with others.

Table sharing was common; no one was surprised.

Although Lin Mo had reverted to his own face, after several years, the patrons who may have remembered that there once was a person named Lin Mo had long since forgotten what he looked like.

In today’s information-rich, fragmented media landscape, even major news only stays hot for three days.

All the time,

No,

One should say, every single second, a deluge of news keeps surfacing, repeatedly provoking the audience’s emotions.

The landlady came over, seemed startled upon seeing Lin Mo, as if she recognized someone, but after thinking, didn’t seem to recall who, and cheerfully asked, “What would you like to eat?”

Lin Mo replied, “Pig trotter noodles and a bottle of chilled beer.”

“Alright, please wait a moment, I’ll bring it over to you right away!” The landlady answered and then turned to greet other customers.

The restaurant was noisy, with everyone chatting about all sorts of topics.

Lin Mo played with his phone while listening to the familiar chatter of Grand Xia, feeling quite good.

The only difference now was that from time to time, people cast a glance at him, their eyes filled with surprise and confusion.

Clearly,

If this trend continued, it was highly probable that someone would recognize him soon.

After all, the internet was highly developed; if someone looked like a celebrity or internet influencer, people would search online and compare photos in detail.

Internet celebrities’ photos and videos are touched up with beauty filters and Photoshop, so they might be harder to recognize.

Lin Mo, when live streaming, used a real lens, and his appearance in the stream was no different from real life.

“Look… that person seems familiar.”

“Who is it?”

“I think he looks familiar too, probably an internet celebrity!”

“Ah? Who is it?”

“Well, he looks quite sharp, not like someone who would dine here, maybe he’s reviewing the place?”

More and more customers stared at Lin Mo, and the quiet discussions grew louder.