"What if Zhang Ze finds out later, won't he retaliate against ?" Miemie asked.
"No worries, I've got your back, Zhang Ze can't really turn the world upside down, besides, look over there, it's not just the two of us taking pictures secretly."
Following Li's finger, Miemie saw on the other side of the wall, there was a lump of Fuji.
A giraffe-shaped Fuji.
Her neck stretched long, a small walnut perched on her head, sneaking a shot of Zhang Ze from a different angle.
"Hehe, so funny, I want to share it with my friends."
The giraffe Fuji murmured to herself as she stread the footage live to their private group.
Fuji Family.
The number of people in the group varies from one hundred to a thousand, all Fuji.
It's not that Fuji excludes others, but others simply can't take it, no one can last more than half a two-hour in there.
Because in a way, the group chat embodies Fuji's inner thoughts. Endless Fuji's chatting creates information that's practically ntal pollution.
Makes the Human Emperor Banner crash due to ntal pollution.
Zhang Ze's video of him riding a rocking car was quickly drowned out by a deluge of information after being posted, but so small Fuji did see it.
There aren't many Fuji in Crown Prince City, only eight, except for the one sneaking photos on the wall, the other seven are hiding in a cavern.
They're foraging, or rather, hunting.
"Hey, co and see! There's sothing fun." The smallest Fuji carried a small walnut larger than herself and called out.
"Oh dear! Let's watch later, first let's figure out what to do with this thing, and stop stepping on my foot!"
"Yikes, who's stepping on your foot, you don't have feet, you're wearing slippers now!"
"Alright, no fighting, listen to , we're having dinner!"
"Not good, should report this to Master Li."
"No way, if you say it, there'll be nothing to eat anymore!"
The seven small Fuji squawked, pressed beneath them was a small white figure with a whirlpool face.
Probably due to so flaw in a certain section of the Great Wall, this little white figure luckily wandered over here, then was unfortunately captured by Fuji.
The innate pollution of the little white figure had no effect on Fuji. Instead, to Fuji, it seed quite appetizing.
Emitting a charming aroma.
Really want to eat, eat heartily.
These few Fuji are already devising excuses to head to the Wall, preparing to gorge themselves at a buffet.
After a round of tense and exciting squabbling, the seven small Fuji reached a consensus on sneaky exclusive eating.
Just about to take a bite, one of the small Fuji suddenly raised her hand, "Wait a minute!"
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"I rember sothing! Brother Zhang Ze said, when eating strange things, be elegant so as not to frighten people!
"Eating people is reckless, so you, the smallest one, put away the chopsticks!"
"Oh."
The other six Fuji tilted their heads, thought for a mont, felt it made sense, then gave up their savage devouring, put away their chopsticks and bowls, and instead ford a circle hand in hand.
The Fuji began to rge, finally turning into a mat covering the little white figure.
However, the 'toxicity' of the little white figure seed greater than anticipated, not lethal to Fuji, but still affecting them sowhat.
As the little white figure was dissolved and devoured, sounds of Fuji's clamoring erged from the mat.
"Sip, so tasty!"
"Argh, I'm going to eat them all!"
"Wow, I'm going to rule the Four Continents, beco the Fuji Queen! Who agrees! Who opposes!"
"I agree! Hey, ah, I feel like I got an upset stomach, wait a minute, I need to..."
...
When Fuji were performing the 'Evil Ceremony', Zhang Ze's side had completed the rocking car ritual.
The rocking car stopped, exposing the coin slot on the side of the base.
Familiarizing himself with the procedure, after the coin was inserted, the base transford into an antenna amidst white light.
"What's next?" Tang looked at the small stick in Zhang Ze's hand and asked.
"Next, we plug them together." Zhang Ze said.
The antenna was inserted into the radio, Zhang Ze twisted the dial.
No distortion, nor any new rocking car appeared, the radio emitted static, as if truly adjusting frequency.
Following instinct, the frequency was set to a suitable position on the radio.
After so squeals, the Spiritual Qi ford a specific frequency, a woman's voice erged from the radio.
"Hey hey hey, is this Brother Qiang?"
Before Zhang Ze could respond, the woman continued speaking.
"Never mind who you are, long story short, no interruptions, I'm Yuqing, the Fox Race's Demon Venerable."
"I know there's trouble outside, but don't panic, the situation is still under control, no matter who you are, don't co to Extre North Icefield, the priority is to rebuild the Northern Territory Great Wall, clear out those Huiling.
"The solution to these wicked things is only one, and that is..."
But just as it reached the crucial point, the voice of the Fox Race Demon Venerable Sister Yu abruptly stopped, turning into aningless noise.
Sothing seed wrong on the other side, no matter how Zhang Ze adjusted, the radio could only repeat that segnt of the recording.
Tang and Zhang Ze glanced at each other, simultaneously spoke, "I...you/you go first."
Tang gestured for Zhang Ze to go ahead.
Zhang Ze wasn't pretentious, but didn't speak about the radio, instead pointed out the window behind Tang, "Taoist, look, what is that."
Tang turned around, seeing a huge object rising up from outside the wall of Crown Prince City.
A massive, round, bouncy, translucent butt.
"That's the solution to the wicked things!"
A small Fuji who had been eavesdropping and photographing suddenly tossed her head in through the window, happily saying to Zhang Ze.
"I've made a contribution again!"
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