"No need to call, the Parasitic Beast has sent it, isn’t it still here?"
Ansheng waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "I’ll just grab a bottle of champagne from the car later."
"Can I give it a gift?"
Momo heard this, looked at the crazed Land Turtle with a strange expression, and said:
"Or... should I give myself a shot and retreat with you all from high altitude?"
Momo needs one shot to enter Aphro state and two shots to enter Fox Lady state.
Although Aphro isn’t much of a fighter, the wings flapping behind her aren’t just for decoration—they can fly.
"No need..."
"The champagne bottle will crawl onto its head itself." Ansheng glanced at the manic Land Turtle, raised his hand to make a pause gesture, and dove back into the elongated Phantom.
Ansheng pulled an unopened golden champagne bottle out of the car refrigerator.
The little fox leisurely ran towards the reservoir.
"Xiaolan..."
Ah Qing was startled when she saw this, quickly running forward, trying to hug the adventurous Huhu.
But their speed was no match for Master Fuli; before hugging him, he had already broken through.
"Gurr?"
The Land Turtle frowned at the approaching fox, sowhat confused, tapping the scales on its leg.
"Co, I invite you for a drink!"
Master Fuli stood upright, ran along the front limb of the giant turtle to its shell.
The Land Turtle’s pupils suddenly contracted, unable to clearly see the fox’s movents, instinctively tightening its neck.
Master Fuli ran to the shell front, hooked the edge with his tail, hanging in front of the Land Turtle’s face, holding the champagne bottle and punched inward.
"Bang—"
Master Fuli’s punch was like a thunderbolt striking the ground, the sound echoed with extre force, spreading through the Land Turtle’s head to its entire body.
The whole Land Turtle stood shaking, its brown eyes gradually rolling upward.
"Boom..."
Its limbs beca soft, and the mountain-like body fell heavily to the ground.
"Brother Turtle, you can’t hold your liquor either!"
Ansheng flipped over and landed, raising a hand to support the Land Turtle’s forelimb, jokingly teasing the turtle with stars in its eyes and a big bump on its head.
"Gurr..."
The Land Turtle’s neck shrank again, its neck at wrapping its cheeks, only leaving a nose tip exposed to the air, bubbling with snot.
Unable to hold liquor...
Is it a matter of liquor strength? You clearly just punched , co on!
The Land Turtle curled up in complaining silence.
With Master Fuli’s Dream-Shattering Punch, the reservoir’s territorial ownership beca instantly clear.
"Say it, unable to hold liquor—"
Ansheng glanced at Ah Qing and the others, hoisted his head to look at the Land Turtle and said.
"I... I’m drunk." The Land Turtle’s voice ca out lowly, full of grievance.
Whatever you say is right!
That punch made my shell shake faster than a student’s neck gun joke.
"Ah Qing, I’ve talked with Brother Turtle, he said he’s willing to let us play by the reservoir!"
Ansheng shouted to the approaching Ah Qing.
"Talk... talk about what?" Ah Qing was stunned, slowing her hurried steps.
"You... won’t hit us, right?" Ah Qing shouted towards the Land Turtle from afar.
"I can’t hold my liquor..." the Land Turtle didn’t even lift its head, repeating Master Fuli’s words in a muffled tone.
[My head is swelling with pain, dizzy.]
The turtle’s words reached Ah Qing’s ear, transford through her inner translation system into new terms.
"Dizzy... did Brother Turtle spin itself dizzy?" Ah Qing looked at the Land Turtle in shock: "Uh... can’t be, right?"
The turtle was fierce just now, how co the little fox chatted a bit, and the Sulcata said it was dizzy.
"Nonsense, spinning dizzy..." Momo rolled her eyes, mocking.
Anyone with eyes would realize, even the blind could hear that thunderous sound just now.
The little fox punched the Land Turtle with a champagne bottle, making the turtle too scared to stretch its head.
The little fox’s role as an advisor to the Security Bureau is far more than just writing textbooks.
"Spinning dizzy?"
The freshly reorganized Parasitic Beast crawled out of the shell pit, looking dazed at the big boss.
"So... if I hold on for a bit, can I win the reservoir’s property rights?"
The Parasitic Beast just finishing its reorganization hadn’t seen Master Fuli’s strike, regretting its missed opportunity.
"Sun... are you okay?" Ah Qing turned her gaze from the little fox and turtle to the Parasite.
"I’m fine..." The Parasitic Beast shook its head, wandered towards the reservoir, and began drinking water.
Parasite’s life is extrely resilient; it can’t be crushed by re tonnage.
As long as the humidity is high enough, or water source is nearby, fungi can continuously power the Parasite and its body, maintaining its intact state.
"Ah Qing, quick jump on the Land Turtle, over in Xia Dong, they’d almost immortalize this." Ansheng shouted to Ah Qing and the others.
There aren’t many Immortals riding turtles, but Taoism does have so Immortals stepping on turtle-shaped beasts.
The Land Turtle’s 3×3 spaciousness completely allows Ansheng, Ah Qing, and the others to ride around.
"Sigh... such a pity that everything here can’t be livestread to friends."
Ah Qing mounted the turtle and looked over the shimring reservoir with so regret.
The scenery isn’t top-secret, but the Security Bureau wouldn’t permit any livestreaming.
"There’ll be chances later..." Ansheng casually said.
With the current revival of Spiritual Particles, accelerating further, within three to five years, Spiritual Particles will be completely publicized.
It’s not that the Security Bureau can’t control it; borrowing Wang Qiqi’s words: when information control costs exceed social harm, there’s no need for control, but rather to actively guide the public with scientific recognition of Spiritual Particles.
"Grandpa～"
Tang You walked forward ambiguously with arms hidden behind him, looking at Ansheng:
"I just found so souvenirs, can you ask the Security Bureau for my sake?"
"Souvenirs?" Ansheng asked Tang You doubtfully, "Where... did you find these souvenirs?"
Tang You took out from behind a broken, badly bent assault rifle, appearing in front of everyone.
This rifle was clearly one of the weapons from the Parasitic Beast’s battle with the Land Turtle.
It was reclaid at so unknown ti by the chanically obsessed Tang You.
"Regarding your bold idea, the Security Bureau has an exceptionally thick criminal law book."
"If you think your head is harder than the law book’s corner, I could try..." Ansheng prepared to mock with a dark expression.
But suddenly, a burst of brilliant light exploded in his mind.
The wish list had updated.
[No... don’t, I’m not sick, please let out! I was just pretending, don’t think I haven’t seen movies—normally went into a ntal hospital, and never ca out!—Sun Xingyao, gritting his teeth at heart, cursing Master Fuli, having kindly co to protect his parents and assist their Spiritualization.
The result, that damn fox actually gifted him an inspection and stay at a ntal hospital, driving her mad.
Yet, she dare not express it, addressing doctors and Zhang Lin’s questions, can only act foolishly at the hospital consultation desk.]
[Wish fulfilled: Fox Flying on Water (facing a house-demolishing fox, soak him in a tub, overlook his struggles, scrub thoroughly)]
"Thoroughly bathe..."
"But... I quite like bathing, eh?" Ansheng saw the wish refresh in his mind and was bewildered, humorously comnting.
Sun Xingyao...
Isn’t she Sun Chong’s granddaughter?
But what on earth does her chatter in the details page an?
Did she take Fox Father and Fox Mother from ntougou and help their Spiritualization?
She’s a re ten-year-old girl without the Security Bureau or Longevity Club’s resources, how is this possible?
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