Chapter 169 169: Qin Feng's Point of No Return_1 - Ghost Catching System - NovelsTime

Ghost Catching System

Chapter 169 169: Qin Feng's Point of No Return_1

Author: Resolve Three Thousand
updatedAt: 2025-09-20

Qin Feng's sense of superiority was just too strong! He was in the middle of class, yet he ran over to question Chu Hao, even uttering threats.

Chu Hao glanced at him and said unhurriedly, "I didn't post the video. Besides, even if I had, I wouldn't clarify it for you. We're all about the truth, after all."

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng was so enraged he couldn't speak and roared, "You son of a bitch! Believe it or not, you won't even be able to walk out of the school gates today!"

Everyone gasped. Those who initially had a good impression of Qin Feng were immediately disappointed. They realized he truly was this kind of person—a hypocrite.

"Qin Feng usually seemed like a gentleman. Who would have thought he was actually like this?"

"So he's like a cornered dog jumping over a wall, huh? Who told him to be so showy? Just back at school and already trying to hit on our campus belle. Thinks he's some big star? When he faces Chu Hao, he'll be toast."

The classmates whispered among themselves, and Qin Feng's face grew uglier as he glared venomously at Chu Hao.

Chu Hao shrugged and said, "TSK, TSK... Can't handle it already? What a snowflake. Li Yin, did you get that on video?"

Qin Feng turned pale with shock, only then realizing that Li Yin had been recording with his phone the whole time.

Li Yin burst into laughter and said, "Don't worry, I've recorded the whole thing."

Qin Feng was about to explode with anger and roared, "Give me the phone!"

Li Yin put away his phone, still gleeful. "As a public figure of our school, this is evidence. If anything happens to Chu Hao after he leaves school today, you'll be held responsible."

Qin Feng was so angry his liver ached. He stared at them both venomously and snarled, "Fine. You two scrawny dudes just wait. If I don't destroy you, my name isn't Qin Feng!"

Chu Hao smiled faintly, though his smile carried a hint of coldness. "Destroy me? Many people have said that to me; you're not the first. How about... I destroy you right now instead?"

Qin Feng looked down on Chu Hao with contempt and sneered, "Just you? You have no background, no connections. I'd really like to see how you're going to destroy me."

As for these types who love courting death, Brother Hao dealt with them every time he encountered one.

Chu Hao slapped him on the shoulder, and a Little Paper Man attached itself there—the very kind used in the Spirit Summoning Technique to control someone.

"What are you doing?!"

Qin Feng was puzzled. What's the point of sticking a piece of paper on me?

He sneered inwardly. This kind of nobody, I can easily play him to death.

Chu Hao suddenly had an idea and said, "I was just thinking! If you were to squat down and take a shit in the school square, you'd probably become famous pretty fast, right?"

Qin Feng's face instantly turned black.

Only a complete idiot would go to the square to take a shit! Do you think I'm insane?

Qin Feng roared back, "You're the one who should go shit in the square, you bastard!"

Chu Hao smiled faintly and said, "Brother Hao is trying to help you out. Aren't you losing fans? Now here's a perfect opportunity to win them back."

Qin Feng almost lashed out. He struggled to calm himself down and yelled, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance! Go online and clarify this matter right now, or you'll regret it!"

Chu Hao's expression turned cold. He chanted, "Swiftly, swiftly, heed my decree! Go to the square and take a shit!"

"I'll shit your mo—"

Before Qin Feng could finish cursing, his eyes suddenly bulged. He turned and walked stiffly outside, his expression as blank as a marionette's.

Everyone was curious. What had happened to Qin Feng?

Many people followed him and saw Qin Feng heading towards the school square.

Class wasn't over yet, but Li Yin ran to other classrooms and shouted, "Quick, come and see! Qin Feng is going to take a shit in the square!"

"Really? No way!"

One class, then two, then three—so many students were stirred up that not even the teachers could stop them. They all ran out frantically.

"Hey, hey... It really is Qin Feng! He's heading towards the square!"

A girl, not conventionally attractive and often called a "dinosaur," exclaimed, "What's wrong with my idol?"

There was a huge crowd, and many people took out their phones, ready to record.

At that moment, Qin Feng's consciousness was still present. He was filled with immense fear. What's happening to me? How have I lost control of my own body?

Especially when he saw he was approaching the square and remembered Chu Hao's words, he nearly collapsed.

"No... no, please don't!"

Qin Feng arrived at the center of the square, yanked down his pants, threw them aside with a flourish, and squatted down, his bare white *ss on display.

The guy grabbed his *ss and began to strain...

The crowd: "..."

Onlookers were dumbfounded, almost biting their tongues in shock.

That large, pale *ss was just too eye-catching; it was impossible to ignore.

Girls screamed and covered their eyes. Their image of their idol was completely shattered. The Qin Feng before them now was just a pervert and a lunatic.

My God, he's not actually going to take a dump in the square, is he?

Countless people whipped out their phones, frantically taking photos and recording videos. Even some teachers pulled out their phones to snap pictures.

"Holy sh*t!! Has Qin Feng gone mad?"

"Is he really taking a dump?"

"Anything can happen in this wide world! Man, I'm genuinely speechless."

However, those who knew what was going on were utterly stunned, their jaws practically hitting the ground. They knew very well that this was a command from Chu Hao, and Qin Feng had actually obeyed it.

"Ding... The Host has shocked everyone with his pretentiousness and gained 200 Pretentiousness Points."

It was a good haul. He had gained nearly 1,000 Pretentiousness Points in a single morning.

Chu Hao stood with his hands behind his back, looking rather pleased with himself. "Sigh... I'm just too kind, actually helping you gain popularity. This 'Poop-gate' incident should really boost his fame, don't you think?"

"Ding... The Host has succeeded in showing off, gaining 100 Pretentiousness Points."

Damn it!

The students from Class 164 couldn't help but want to complain when they heard this. You call this helping someone gain popularity? And he still thinks he's kind?

Where's your shame?!

It was too sensational. Half the school was in an uproar.

At that moment, the scenery in the square couldn't have been more 'beautiful.'

Those who had previously been Qin Feng's fans now felt nauseated. How could they have ever liked such a lunatic?

Qin Feng squatted alone in the middle of the square, pooping.

The scene, the atmosphere... it was simply unbeatable, wasn't it?

When the school security guards tried to pull Qin Feng away, he struggled and yelled, "Wait, I'm not done yet! Let me shit a little longer!"

The onlookers: "..."

The guards had dark lines forming on their foreheads from sheer exasperation.

What the hell! They really wanted to just knock him unconscious with a baton. Today had truly been an eye-opener; there really was a madman taking a dump in the square.

Without a doubt, Qin Feng had become an overnight sensation. All sorts of live streams, videos, and artfully mosaicked 360-degree photos of him spread like wildfire online.

The school was shaken.

The entertainment industry was shocked.

On Weibo, countless people were @ing him.

How could a seemingly normal person do such a repulsive thing?

One news report went like this:

[Why Did Qin Feng Defecate in Public? A Perversion of Humanity or a Moral Collapse? An Outburst of Passion or an Act of Desperate Deprivation? For the truth behind it all, please tune in tonight at 8 PM to the Human Relations Channel's annual special feature: "Qin Feng's Road of No Return." Let us follow the camera into the inner world of Qin Feng...]

Qin Feng had gone mad. His body was out of control, acting under Chu Hao's command. He felt like dying; his life was utterly ruined.

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