But when those people say they want to take away the volcano, that’s definitely just boasting.
The foxes thought of this, and all of them smirked, filling the hall with laughter.
Soone actually exaggerated to this extent?
Bai Mo also found it strange.
Yet, on the screen, Tie Shiba and others laughed heartily, and clicked open that post.
The post was already very popular, with thousands of replies, and still increasing.
[Hahaha, I’m begging you, quickly steal the volcano, let see the spectacle]
[What the heck, Ultraman? Giant? Steal a volcano? Wrong set, right?]
[This is professionally codic, confird!]
Below, there were replies from "Strange People Studio", appearing very serious.
[Strange People Studio has just been established, specializing in all sorts of strange tasks, if you can think of it, I can do it]
[We don’t charge fees, we only make friends]
[We eagerly welco all walks of life to co and make friends with us]
[This ti, stealing West Ridge Small Volcano is at a friend’s invitation]
[@Dark World, @Poison Master Wang E]
Of course, these two accounts had already been banned by the forum, so despite the tagging, they didn’t turn blue.
Bai Mo was about to continue discussing the post with his apprentices, when suddenly, the screen floating mid-air blurred! It turned dark, and nothing could be seen clearly.
"Oh?"
"Hmm?"
The apprentices were surprised, and Bai Mo zood out the image, realizing that, at so point, the present-day volcano was already covered with dark clouds, and a heavy rainstorm had begun!
Fire Toad Balloon was above the clouds, and looking down only revealed an endless sea of dark clouds, rolling and tumbling. From this cloud sea, one could imagine how urgent and fierce the rain was.
The apprentices frowned.
They didn’t want to watch this!
Fox Mountain was full of dark clouds, just raise your head and you can see them, always darker and thicker than this!
Bai Mo tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"Previously, when making the Fire Toad Balloon, it was a bit rushed, and the functions weren’t fully implented.
"Everyone, hold on a bit, I’ll equip a few parts to it, then we can see through the clouds and continue watching the volcano construction site.
"Dark Circles, go get the ergency dicine box."
...
The weather of West Ridge changes like a child’s face, shifting in a mont.
Suddenly the wind rises, suddenly clouds gather, suddenly the rain pours down.
In the jungle, under giant trees, the canopy serves as a natural umbrella, blocking the rain curtain.
A van is parked here.
Seven middle-aged n are crowded into the vehicle.
"Damn it, this crappy van nearly broke my back with all the jolting."
"Cheer up, buddies!
"Once we complete this job, beco famous, and make rich friends, we’ll never have to sit in this crappy van again."
Strange People Studio had just been founded, and no one believed them.
Even Poison Master Wang E, who made the order, didn’t believe them. He required them to complete the task first, then make friends.
The n lanted.
"Once we get so tycoon friends, we’ll buy luxury cars and live large, no more camping struggles!"
"Hahaha!"
As they spoke, from the van windows, "whiz whiz whiz" flew out dozens of small swifts, like black elves, out of the canopy, into the vast rain curtain, headed for the nearby small volcano.
...
The construction site on the small volcano’s summit was instantly enveloped by torrential rain, engineers and workers hurried to shelter inside newly constructed rooms. Watching the roaring rain curtain outside, feeling the fine mist in the humid air.
An engineer quietly complained.
"Why choose such a day to construct?
"Didn’t check the weather forecast?"
Tie Shiba ahead didn’t turn his head, faced the rain curtain, spoke coldly.
"Didn’t check?
"I knew it would rain today, and I also know it will stop in two hours.
"If not for the rain being too heavy, and for involving electrical equipnt, you should be working in the rain right now, racing against ti to build the factory!"
The engineer imdiately fell silent, not daring to speak further.
Not every leader is as kind as Chairman Chen Shu; speaking rashly in front of Committee mber Tie Shiba can lead to trouble!
The secretary nearby suddenly said.
"mber, do you think that Strange People Studio might take advantage of the rain to steal the volcano?"
The crowd exchanged glances and burst into laughter.
Tie Shiba also laughed.
"How would they steal it?
"This is a mountain; if they really have the ability to steal it, they wouldn’t need to steal, just confront us and crush us directly, wouldn’t that be simpler?"
The small house was filled with laughter.
"Hahaha."
"Hahahaha."
...
Fox Mountain dining hall.
The apprentices gathered around master, watching him modify the Fire Toad Balloon from inside and outside.
Master’s hands blazed with Pill Fire, picking up one dicinal ingredient after another, and then reaching into the blurry boundary between reality and dream within the white mist to perform operations.
...
At twenty thousand ters high in reality, the Fire Toad Balloon’s face was shrouded in the blurring mist between reality and dream, this mist extending a pair of hands burning with erald green flas, precisely manipulating, pinching the Fire Toad’s eyelids with fingers, slicing open the Fire Toad’s eyes with nails, expertly placing various dicinal ingredients inside.
One operation was like a stunningly exquisite eye surgery.
And below this high-altitude surgery was the expansive sea of clouds.
Below the sea of clouds was the dense rain curtain pouring down.
Below the dense rain curtain was the small volcano in rain, emitting white smoke, and the vast jungle of West Ridge.
In the jungle, under the canopy, dozens of small swifts flew into the car windows, chirping away, reporting what they had seen and heard.
As they chirped, the boss of Strange People Studio, Zhang Qiren, had already pulled out a tablet, listening to the bird sounds, drawing and writing.
"Chirp chirp chirp!"
"Chirp chirp chirp chirp!"
"Chatter chatter!"
...
Listening to a sentence of bird language, Zhang Qiren drew a line on the tablet.
As the bird language continued incessantly, Zhang Qiren continued his drawing.
The n in the vehicle kept quiet, waiting for the boss to work.
After a long wait, the flock of swifts finally took a break, flying to Zhang Qiren’s shoulders, crowding together densely.
And the final drawing on Zhang Qiren’s tablet was precisely that small volcano!
Different colors of strokes depicted different materials.
Drawing brown rocks as the bones of the mountain;
Drawing yellow soil as the flesh of the mountain;
Drawing blue streams as the blood of the mountain;
Drawing red magma as the spirit of the mountain.
Zhang Qiren’s strokes continued, writing formulas on the tablet, calculating and deducing.
Sotis marking distances and key points on the drawn volcano map.
The other mbers of Strange People Studio silently watched, occasionally glancing at the tablet screen, despite not understanding it.
"The boss is really impressive."
"After all, he’s a mathematician."
"Indeed."
Zhang Qiren, once the top scorer in the college entrance exam, attended Shangjing University to study in the mathematics departnt.
Later went to study abroad in the Lighthouse Kingdom, apprenticing under prominent academic figures to pursue a doctoral degree.
His published papers later won the highest award in mathematics, the Fields dal, becoming an internationally renowned young mathematician.
Then ventured into the financial sector, using mathematical knowledge to dominate the stock market, reaping profits.
Eventually investigated by the Securities Regulatory Commission, all assets confiscated, ending up in prison.
Later, cultivated Immortal Technique in dreams, successfully escaping imprisonnt within three years, reaching Sequence Eight.
Afterward, established Strange People Studio, embarking again on the path of gaining wealth.
His thods were bizarre and mysterious... formations!
After a round of calculations, Zhang Qiren put down the pen, reviewed his calculation results, nodded to himself.
"Good, no problem.
Follow this plan and we can steal the volcano."
The other mbers of Strange People Studio smiled, leaned in to listen to the boss assign tasks.
"Let the Six-Eared Macaque go to this spot at the foot of the mountain and bury an iron stake."
"Xiaoli, personally go to the southeast side of the mountainside, find this recessed pit, and fill it with water."
Xiaoli was puzzled.
"Boss, it’s raining heavily outside, is it necessary for us to fill that pit with water?"
Zhang Qiren nodded.
"You just go, you’ll understand once you get there."
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