"I know, I know! Who doesn't know about my dad's lousy habits… He's just stubborn! Stubborn as a mule! No one can say anything to make him budge! But Director Zhang, what I want to say is that my dad is already so old, let's not have him do these kinds of things, night shifts, is this something an elderly person should be doing!"

"I didn't let him… Sigh, Xiao Ding, listen to me, this is all your dad's own request. If I could, I wouldn't even agree to let him do this job, but he's just so clingy… insists on doing it, and if I don't agree, he pesters me every day. It's difficult for me to manage, and it's hard for work to proceed..."

Surrounded by a group of people, Director Zhang spoke with a troubled expression. It was just past six, and the sky hadn't fully brightened yet. She was woken up early, yet it was that strange incident again, which naturally didn't put her in a good mood.

But luckily, the middle-aged man across from her wasn't trying to cause trouble or extort something in this situation.

"Ah! I'll talk to him later anyway, Director Zhang, just don't give in on this…" he said with some frustration, probably thinking about his dad's troublesome personality.

"That's good, that's good. By the way, is your dad alright? Did he catch a chill from the night breeze?" Director Zhang let out a sigh of relief and quickly asked with concern.

"Oh, in this weather? Plus, he's wearing a coat… I think he just woke up confused, possibly had a nightmare or something, and when he woke up, he didn't quite come around and mistook the dream for reality…" The middle-aged man looked helpless.

Most of the onlookers were early risers shopping for vegetables, but they joined in out of curiosity. Listening in, they somewhat understood the situation. Some of them were indifferent, but others looked nervous and worried, with a hint of anticipation and excitement in their eyes.

It was like watching a horror movie, afraid that something might be wrong, yet inexplicably wanting to witness some unusual thrill.

"Could it be that he really encountered something unclean? Didn't Mr. Ding mention something like this before? It was about a month ago, wasn't it?" a middle-aged woman asked. She felt there was something uncanny about this incident, giving her a chill just hearing it.

The crowd began to stir, everyone looking at each other, discussing at once, sharing their opinions.

Moreover, among the onlookers at this time, most were elderly men and women, who were quite into this sort of thing. Talking about various mysterious things, they seemed very serious about it. As a result, the scene quickly turned into a venue for sharing all sorts of strange stories and weird tales.

"That's not the case. Mr. Ding was just confused from sleep, you all saw the surveillance, there's nothing there…" Director Zhang, feeling helpless, tried hard to dispel the superstition, wanting to curb the spread of this unhealthy trend, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't overcome the passionate interest of the old men and women, her voice drowned in the noise.

Gu Mo blended into the crowd, keeping his head down, not making a sound, trying not to reveal his presence. After listening for a while, he quietly tiptoed away without alerting anyone.

It seemed like there wasn't a real problem; he managed to fool them. Although the discussion became quite intense, it was merely the curiosity of people at play. Despite how enthusiastic these old folks appeared, they were just seizing the opportunity to join in the excitement and satisfy their curiosity.

As long as nothing's wrong, that's good. But he should also consider moving soon, for various reasons it's quite necessary.

Both for his own good and for the well-being of the people in the community…

Thinking about the additional numbers in his game account, Gu Mo secretly made up his mind.

...

Back in his room, having eaten something to fill his stomach, he initially planned to go out and handle some affairs, such as reapplying for identification, buying properly fitting clothes, and if there was time, he might even look for a suitable place to move to.

But after preparing the materials needed for reapplying for his ID, as he was about to leave, Gu Mo glanced at the time. It seemed he thought of something and changed his mind, returning to his bedroom to lie down, reopening the previous function, using the time to choose self-improvement by enrolling in "online courses."

Mainly because although identity verification had succeeded, he still felt uncertain, worried that he might just fall asleep unexpectedly outside.

So, he could only patiently wait for time to pass at home.

Until noon came, and actually, he hadn't experienced any familiar blackout moments, which seemed to confirm something, letting him exhale a long breath of relief.

Since he returned to the community halfway through last night, he's been staying active all the way till now, even reaching noon at twelve o'clock. Adding up the time, it far exceeded eight hours, yet he hadn't encountered the previous issues, which indicated the problem was truly resolved.

Finally, it's time to shake off the previous embarrassing situation…

Relieved, he finally went out, ready to handle reality side matters.

First, he went to the bank to report the loss of a bank card that was also destroyed, then to the police station for registration. During this process, Gu Mo also extensively tested the game account's functionality, feeling it might be more convenient than mobile payment. He didn't even need to take out his phone to scan codes, whether it was taking the bus or getting into the subway—

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