If you don't want treatment, get out! This doctor has a terrible temper.

Chapter 186 The Transforming Leek and the Internet Trolls

Renxin Pharmacy was unusually quiet for a few days.

A crooked wooden sign hangs on the gate, with the words "Technology Upgrade, No Trespassing" written in calligraphy. The handwriting is flamboyant and exudes a domineering "Knock again and I'll unleash the dogs" attitude.

In reality, the so-called "technological upgrade" was just a group of people gathered around a newly dug pit in the backyard, as if they were visiting some prehistoric site.

At the bottom of the pit, the "living jade" that was "forced to purchase" from the Seven Star Pavilion, or as Wang Minyu put it, the "mother kidney stone," was lying quietly in a specially made lead box.

After leaving the high-humidity environment of the Seven Star Pavilion, this thing lost most of its luster and looked like a piece of high-quality emerald rough.

But if you look closely, you can see that the green liquid inside is still flowing slowly in a strange rhythm, as if it is asleep.

"Boss, the radiation level of this thing has stabilized." Su Qing, dressed in a white protective suit, held a Geiger counter in her hand. Although the reading was still dozens of times higher than normal, it was much milder than at the auction. "The preliminary analysis results for Zero are in. Its main component is not silicon-based or carbon-based, but a biopolymer with an information flow framework that has never been seen before."

"Speak like a human." Wang Minyu squatted by the pit, poking at the "stone" with a chopstick. It felt bouncy and a bit like jelly.

"Simply put, it's a living hard drive," Su Qing pushed up his goggles. "And it's solid-state, with extremely fast read and write speeds. It's constantly receiving and sending information. Last night, Zero intercepted a fraction of a second of its data stream, and then... Zero's processor crashed with a blue screen for three minutes."

A voice, tinged with static and sounding a bit aggrieved, came from the speaker: "That data contains everything from the Big Bang to the lunch recipes of some paramecium; the information density is just too high. I need an upgrade, boss. I need a 4RTX 9090 Super Ti Ultra Pro Max Plus graphics card, water-cooled, the kind with RGB lighting."

"No money," Wang Minyu refused bluntly. "Let's generate electricity with love first. Can't we figure out who it's communicating with?"

"Their firewall is very strong, it's like... it's alive," Zero replied. "But I'm certain of one thing: its signal source isn't three thousand meters underground as we previously thought, but deeper, and it might even be in a different dimension."

These words silenced everyone present.

"Who cares which dimension it's in?" Pierre broke the silence, holding a thick French cookbook in one hand and a magnifying glass in the other, carefully examining the texture of the "stone." "Boss, I have a bold idea. Since this thing is pure energy, could we use molecular gastronomy to turn it into... energy bars?"

"Can you just shut up for a minute?" Wang Minyu rolled his eyes at him. "If this thing explodes, our whole street will turn into an Avatar world. Didn't you see those cabbages in Old Cai's backyard?"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at the vegetable garden in the backyard.

The cabbages that Old Cai had carefully tended grew like crazy, as if they had been injected with hormones, ever since this "stone" was brought back.

It's no longer cabbage; it's practically giant green Ganoderma lucidum mushrooms, with glowing, eyeball-like spots growing on its leaves.

At night, the entire backyard transforms into a dazzling, psychedelic party.

Old Cai was quite happy, watering these "mutant cabbages" every day with a cheerful smile, saying that they were growing so robustly that they would definitely be flavorful enough for pickling.

"This thing can't be left here." Wang Min-yu stood up, patted the dirt off his hands, "It's like a signal amplifier, turning the whole pharmacy into a 'coordinate,' and sooner or later it will attract all sorts of weird things."

"Then what should we do? Throw it away?" Guan Shan asked in a muffled voice.

"It's such a waste to throw it away." Wang Min-yu's face revealed that shrewd businessman's smile. "This is top-quality 'fertilizer.' We need to find a bigger plot of land and plant it."

He turned his gaze to the office on the second floor of the clinic.

There, Li Siyuan and Zhao Na were extremely busy.

Since Qixingge became famous after its battle, Renxin Pharmacy's "high-end business" has never stopped.

Although the spores in the bodies of those wealthy people who had been "dewormed" by Wang Minyu were cleared, the psychological fear remained.

They seemed to have post-traumatic stress disorder, always feeling unwell, and would feel uncomfortable if they didn't make an appointment at Renxin Pharmacy every day.

Wang Minyu simply handed all these people over to his two apprentices to practice on.

"Ms. Li, this isn't a relapse of an old illness; it's a classic case of hypochondria." Li Siyuan sat next to the chair that encouraged honesty, holding a tablet with a human meridian diagram (with cartoon annotations) hand-drawn by Wang Minyu. "You see, the coldness in your back is due to insufficient Yang energy in your Du meridian caused by prolonged exposure to air conditioning. I'll prescribe a formula for you; you won't need any medicine."

He picked up a pen and wrote several large characters on the prescription slip: Every noon, go out into the sun, take off your coat, and sunbathe your back for twenty minutes. He called it "Heavenly Moxibustion Therapy".

The noblewoman left, still somewhat doubtful.

Nearby, Zhao Na was providing psychological counseling to a young internet entrepreneur who had developed alopecia areata due to excessive fear.

"Mr. Wang, your hair loss isn't due to kidney deficiency, it's caused by liver qi stagnation." Zhao Na pointed to the banner on the wall that read "Cure Pretentious People," her face serious. "The reason you always feel like something is watching you is because of your deep-seated insecurity about wealth. You need to release that insecurity."

"How do we release it?" Mr. Wang, sporting a receding hairline, asked expectantly.

"It's very simple." Zhao Na took out a small, pink... calculator from the drawer. "This is a 'stress-relieving artifact' that our teacher, Mr. Wang, personally blessed. Every day after get off work, you close the door, face the wall, press the calculator buttons, and shout loudly: 'I hate making money! Money is a bastard!' Shout it until you believe it yourself."

Mr. Wang was dumbfounded.

This is Wang Minyu's "nurturing" teaching method.

He never taught rigid pharmacology, but rather how to understand people's hearts and how to solve the most fundamental psychological problems in the most outrageous ways.

And as it turns out, the results are outstanding.

Li Siyuan and Zhao Na have become adept at "harvesting" these A-level investors, and have even developed their own style.

Li Siyuan follows the "theoretical deception" approach, spouting incomprehensible French and Latin technical terms to leave people bewildered.

Zhao Na, on the other hand, is a "psychological victory type," skilled at using various behavioral therapies to lead her clients astray with their logic.

Just as Wang Minyu was watching his apprentices grow up with satisfaction, Su Qing suddenly rushed out of the laboratory, looking nervous.

"Boss, something's happened! Zero has been cyberattacked!"

Wang Minyu frowned: "Who did this? Zhao Dezhu from Kangmei Pharmaceutical? Isn't he still in the mental hospital researching mushroom reproduction methods?"

"It's not him." Su Qing handed over the tablet. On the screen, countless pop-ups appeared like a virus, each containing a hideous, distorted ghost face, accompanied by all sorts of vile insults.

"You idiot quack doctor, come out and face your death!"

"I hope your pharmacy goes bankrupt tomorrow, and your whole family gets athlete's foot!"

"What kind of bullshit is Traditional Chinese Medicine? It's all feudal superstition! I advise you to turn yourself in immediately!"

The IP addresses of these pop-up windows are spread across the country and are impossible to trace.

"A cyberbully?" Wang Min-yu found it somewhat amusing. "Zero can practically roam the Pentagon's firewall like his own backyard, and he can actually be taken down by cyberbullies?"

"These aren't ordinary trolls." Zero's voice came through the speaker intermittently, as if from a bad signal. "These... insults... carry... a kind of... spiritual... pollution... my... underlying logic... is being... eroded..."

Wang Min-yu's face darkened.

He activated his [Aura Observation] skill and looked at the tablet. The text and images on the screen were no longer simple pixels in his vision, but clusters of negative emotional energy radiating malice, darkness, and resembling rotten mud.

This energy is flowing continuously into Zero's core through the network.

"Interesting." Wang Min-yu's eyes narrowed. "Someone is using 'idealistic' methods to attack a purely 'materialistic' creation. This is a dimensional reduction attack."

He remembered the destroyed "brain flower" at the First Experimental Middle School.

Before it crashed, it sent a data packet underground.

It seems that the underground "mother" has not only received the alarm but has also learned to fight back.

Unable to physically harm Wang Min-yu, it resorted to another method—inciting human malice.

It turned Renxin Pharmacy into a target, using the internet to gather the anger, jealousy, and suspicion of tens of thousands of ordinary people into an invisible dagger, aimed directly at their weakest link—AI Zero, which is purely composed of data.

"Boss, if this continues, Zero's core database will be overwhelmed by this junk information, and she will 'die'!" Su Qing said urgently.

"I won't die." Wang Min-yu walked to the old computer, picked up the keyboard, and his fingers danced nimbly across it.

He didn't write any countermeasures or track the IP address.

He simply logged into one of the largest online medical consultation platforms in China and posted a message using the ID "Renxin Pharmacy Wang Minyu".

The post title is very simple, consisting of only one sentence:

"My name is Wang Minyu, and I offer free online consultations. I specialize in treating new types of online mental disorders such as trolls, keyboard warriors, and others. I guarantee a complete cure, or your money back. The consultation fee is: a simple 'I was wrong.'"