"Guarding strictly a thousand tis isn’t as effective as taking the initiative once. Rather than ntally tornting yourself and getting more and more upset, it’s better to exhaust the enemy, making them run around extinguishing fires everywhere..."
Lin Bingyun invited Lin Qi over, and Lin Ying fully conveyed the Fox Lord’s idea. Lin Qi was stunned, pondering over what the Fox Lord had said.
It must be said, the Fox Lord’s idea was quite explosive within the realm of Spiritual Particles research.
Although various countries and independent organizations have different approaches to developing Spiritual Particles, there’s a basic consensus among all powers, which is to keep it hidden.
Whether it’s for personal gain, fear of new things causing societal upheaval, or other reasons.
Lin Qi had to admit one thing: while the Fox Lord’s idea had a table-turning vibe, it broke his conventional stereotypes.
In this "Spiritual Particle Land Grab," the Lin Clan is only a mid-upper level player among the landowners, far from reaching the true top tier, with a research foundation nowhere near the top tier.
Let the taller ones support the falling heavens.
The Lin Clan wasn’t the tallest, so when the sky falls, it won’t first hit their head.
"Tomorrow then!"
After a mont of contemplation, Lin Qi said: "In a bit, I’ll allocate twenty million to contact a non-governntal organization. You go live on Bluebird tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, I’ll organize an offline protest, directly raising the Longevity Club’s sign and cursing..."
"Oh, and cursing the Old Witch Bitch is useless, the one who put a bounty on you is a notorious pervert, she used to brag to proudly about slashing 1,200 people a week..."
"You need to attack her for loose sphincter, start from her inability to hold it in, I can provide dical records, and photos of her failing to hold it in during a party..."
"Curse her as a bitch, she might pretend to be her own granddaughter, proudly sending you her swimsuit photo, and ask if you want to touch her feet."
"???"
Although they knew Grandmaster Lin was being serious, the outrageous tales coming from his mouth still shocked Ansheng and Lin Ying. Lin Ying’s mouth twitched, softly uttering a phrase: "Neoliberalist..."
"Is it true or not, old Lin, don’t fool , how can people be so perverse?" Ansheng asked, dumbfounded.
"You don’t believe it?"
Seeing the Fox questioning his authority, Lin Qi snorted coldly, pulled out his phone, logged into the Bluebird social platform using Lin Zhe’s account, found Vimal’s account, and displayed the page to the Fox Lord.
A beauty with long blonde hair, her skin tanned into a bronze hue, dressed in a sexy bikini, standing in front of a beach hotel floor-to-ceiling window, showing off her figure.
[Isn’t it wonderful? Darling, if you could bring a clean bill of health, maybe we could have a truly wonderful weekend.]
"All I can say is, it fits the stereotype..." The Fox Lord quipped, the woman with long blonde hair seed to be perpetuating a certain stereotype found in TV dramas.
"Take it away, take it away, if you show those eye-polluting freak pictures to the Fox Lord again, I’ll stab you with a whale harpoon!"
The Fox Lord looked completely disgusted, unable to comprehend a world where soone stuffs tampons up their nostrils.
Having reestablished his authority, Lin Qi smiled lightly and said:
"Don’t use your common sense to understand the mindset of a new era landlord..."
"As a landlord, why should one still follow so-called secular restrictions? All the money earned would be in vain otherwise. The Old Witch would recuperate by consuming people after tiring herself out..."
Vimal, who put a bounty on the Fox Lord, isn’t pursuing physical pleasure but a form of control.
She enjoys seeing people grovel, cradle her feet as if they were rare treasures, or sothing, genuine, bottomless infatuation, and degradation.
Vimal would actually defecate on soone’s head in a normal manner and then enjoy tossing them into the slaughterhouse, grinding them into mince mixed with beef, sold in so remote place, relishing the behind-the-curtain manipulation of the public.
Afterward, she would enjoy standing in the spotlight, receiving praise for her charity work from the public.
Lin Qi didn’t reveal Vimal’s dark aspects, only ntioning her hunting affairs.
This information was gathered when secretly collecting leverage on club mbers, just a few years ago.
Vimal had been doing this for a long ti, becoming increasingly excessive.
Back when Lin Ying was studying, she busied herself and sotis resorted to grabbing a handmade burger or Burger King for convenience during her hectic schedule.
So things are best left unsaid.
In a sense, it’s a form of protection, right?
After all... since the grandnephew graduated over ten years ago, there’s no ti to induce vomiting.
......
Like a lord summoning souls, Lin Qi used Lin Zhe’s account, right in front of the Fox Lord, to follow each Longevity Club mber’s private account or corporate official account and scolded each mber’s lack of virtue.
Vimal’s loose sphincter.
While playing as Father Roder or in front of Gransillo Animal Kingdom, seed normal, even sowhat out of place.
The tea gathering in the sunroom didn’t interrupt the Security Bureau employees disguised as servants.
Under Lin Bingyun’s guidance, they entered the manor, laying traps, and with Lin Ying’s authorization, even the first layer of the underground permanent defense installation was opened.
Feng Wenyu entered with a serious expression.
Finally, he walked out looking dazed. The other Security Bureau mbers remained silent as if they had seen sothing incomprehensibly terrifying in the first basent layer.
"What’s wrong with them?"
Ansheng, following Lin Ying, wandered around the manor to familiarize himself with the routes for tomorrow’s actions and encountered Feng Wenyu staggering by, looking lost.
"They probably saw that Water Clock." Lin Ying comnted to the Fox Lord.
"Water Clock... what is that?" The unfamiliar term piqued the Fox Lord’s curiosity.
"It’s a type of antique clock that was popular in the 18th century, with a precise chanical structure driving a glass cylinder to rotate, visually presenting a fountain effect," Lin Ying explained.
"But it can’t be that shocking, can it?" Ansheng said, puzzled.
"Shall I take you to see it? So things, if spoken, might be considered illegal," Lin Ying offered.
Lin Ying picked up the Fox Lord, returning from the manor’s third floor to the second floor, took the elevator to the basent, stopping in front of the Water Clock that had dazed Feng Wenyu.
The elevator doors opened.
A dazzling, intricately designed massive chanical structure occupied half of the foyer, appearing before the Fox Lord. Crystal columns, resembling Roman columns, stood on either side of the foyer, rotating slowly. Due to the spiral structure, combined with the shining light, it seed like water was flowing backward, extrely beautiful.
The Fox Lord gazed in daze, turned his head, and tapped Lin Ying on the shoulder with his paw:
"This thing... is it gilded?"
"Aside from the crystal columns and load-bearing components, everything else you see is made of 99.99 gold," Lin Ying sideways glanced at the Fox Lord and smiled, saying, "The current weight is 153 tons, half of the 300-ton weight indicated in the design drawings."
"In peaceful tis, it’s a fine piece of art."
"In turbulent tis, it’s an important asset for the Lin Clan’s resurgence. Unfortunately, due to the redici Family’s interference, our plan to collect gold from the Bharata populace was disrupted..."
"Please, do not speak of this, even though the grandmaster reported it to the upper echelons, claiming it’s assets secretly transferred back to the country, disclosing it might stir up public opinion, causing problems..."
Lin Ying extended her hand towards the Fox Lord and said, "Keep it secret?"
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