Chapter 1219 - 1216: Huaide Biology

"Whoosh—"

The Luwu Fighter scooped up Master Fuli, then rapidly ascended above the villa, transforming into an ivory-colored streak of light and disappearing into the sky, leaving a purple tail flame behind.

"Luwu's voice broadcast system indicates that our estimated arrival time at the destination is 15.6 minutes..."

"Along the way, destructive estimates are none."

"I have already booked for you in Ankre City a special hot spring bath, sea-caught salmon package, and a tour guide. Three million in travel funds have been prepaid, courtesy of Li Xiao."

Sitting in Luwu's cockpit, since the cabin is part of Luwu's body, even at a speed of about thirty Mach, the cabin has no sensation.

A gentle female phantom projected from the top of the cabin's eye, smiling, looked toward Master Fuli and began to report the itinerary and hotel arrangements.

"Wait... what did you say?"

Li Wenkang, who had been examining a refrigerator built from bones and membranes in front of him, suddenly turned his head, full of astonishment, and asked:

"Where did I get three million? My savings and lab funds are empty or frozen; I even used Vimal's phone to bank credit for buying cigarettes."

"Where on earth did you pull out three million from?"

Li Wenkang couldn't be bothered to mention Luwu's dog-like flattering behavior, but was shocked by where Luwu had gotten three million.

"Detected the closure of the registration office account, so I traced along the [Li Wenkang File] to find his former employment at [Huaide Biology Research Institute], now renamed [Berkeley Life Sciences Institute]..."

"There was a total of 740 million in the account; I withdrew three million to the online bank."

Luwu paused for a moment before speaking, explaining how he withdrew three million dollars in travel expenses.

"I followed human convention; during withdrawal, funds were routed through thirty-two countries, 7,500 accounts, summarized thirteen times, and federal taxes were paid, placing them under Master Fuli's account."

"The missing card application is completed, and now, just land at Ankler Bank to receive a new card."

"???"

Li Wenkang's breath caught, his face blank, as he looked at Luwu, who was reporting the execution process.

The convention you mentioned is commonly known in Xia Country's criminal law as [money laundering].

"Unbelievable..."

Ansheng looked at Luwu in astonishment.

"Amazing!" Li Wenkang clicked his tongue, thinking of how his institute's funds were switched from a special account to a regular account for spending by Luwu in the same way, feeling his heart ache.

Luwu's capability is so strong that with just information from the internet, he can directly learn, and then enter the network through data interfaces, causing chaos.

If not for physical isolation, the entire internet couldn't stop a unique life form like Luwu.

Although Li Wenkang marveled at Luwu's god-like and devil-like powers both online and offline on Blue Star,

he personally kept a respectful distance from Luwu.

This shameless creature only acts docile in front of Master Fuli; otherwise, that foul mouth seems smeared with Fuli Cub.

"Luwu kindly reminds us that our short journey has ended, and the tour guide arranged for you has arrived at the hot spring hotel lobby..."

"Enter and call out 'Miyel' to summon your exclusive guide to the door."

After sixteen minutes of flight, Luwu switched to mimicry mode, spreading dispersing pheromones, and landed in snow at Ankre City's central square, all around white as far as the eye could see, dropping off Master Fuli.

Luwu's projection stood at the door, pointing to the hotel about three hundred meters across the square.

"You summoned Miyel?"

Ansheng looked at Luwu, mystified: "Aren't we in America now?"

"Does Miyel's name work here?"

Alaska initially belonged to Russia, but that's old history. Alaska is now part of America.

"Yes, her name works here; the natives and some white people have interests with the Bear."

Luwu nodded slightly, replying to Master Fuli.

"Alright then!"

Ansheng, hearing this, jumped onto Shasha's shoulder, raising a hand to gesture ahead: "Let's go! Let's add a meal; today's expenses are on [Huaide Biology]!"

"Sure, I'll enjoy it with an open belly," Shasha said, full of enthusiasm.

Li Wenkang followed a few steps behind, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and prepared to light up, exhaling warmth.

"Humidifier! Quick, increase the humidity—"

"Are you blind? Humidity is only fifty-six! Don't you know floor heating accelerates humidity loss?"

"Humidity to eighty, temperature adjusted to thirty-five!"

Approaching the [Ankere Grand Hotel], a cacophony came from the revolving door gap.

A multitude like in Russian theater, servants in suits and black-and-white long dresses, carrying humidifiers or holding thermometers, stood before central air conditioning, measuring temperature and humidity.

A person dressed as a butler stood behind the hotel front desk, commanding in Russian, chastising incompetent servants.

Miyel lay on the hotel lobby sofa, surrounded by humidifiers and portable air conditioners, blowing toward herself.

The hotel's staff, originally inside, stood against the walls, unable to hide their discomfort as they watched the servants trying various ways to raise the indoor humidity.

"Master Fuli!?"

Lying on the sofa, Miyel seemed sickly, yet her gaze never left the hotel's entrance.

Seeing Master Fuli actually appear, Miyel jumped from the sofa, joyful, and approached excitedly.

"What's up with you...?"

Ansheng looked around the room and then at Miyel, whose expression seemed odd.

Could the Landlord of Longevity get sick?

"Ankre's climate is too extreme, the cold lowers outdoor humidity and temperature, the hotel humidity is only thirty, and the overall temperature is lower..."

Miyel sighed, raised her hand, and shaped it into a bowl in front of Master Fuli:

"For me, even a small bowl of mixed fungi, the most suitable environment is eighty percent humidity with thirty degrees temperature..."

"Of course, a hundred percent humidity is best. I can release electricity at will and electrocute anyone who speaks out of turn."

Miyel, upon receiving Luwu's notice, hurriedly left the estate castle, only had time to buy the hotel, without setting up the humidity and temperature.

She simply disliked the humidity and temperature, but Alaska's climate wasn't harmful to her.

"By the way, the salmon you ordered is being expedited; would you like to eat something else first?"

Miyel clung to Shasha's arm, looking at Master Fuli to ask about his plans.

"Just not French cuisine; they treat you like feeding a cat. Other than that, I'm not picky," Ansheng thought, specifically reminding Miyel.

"Alright, I'll ditch the French chef later." Miyel told her butler then held onto Shasha and took the sightseeing elevator to the third-floor restaurant.

"Master Fuli, your cola..." Miyel personally served the cola on the table, curiously asking:

"I wonder if your trip to Alaska is because of the Mayflower Organization? Is there going to be a war?"

"No worries, I'm here for other reasons," Ansheng replied, taking a sip of cola, and asked:

"By the way, why didn't you come to their conference? Those landlords' parked cars nearly blocked my home's road."

"They said with my billions, I'm not suited for gossip involving trillions, let us wait for the notice." Miyel rolled her eyes and complained:

"I said I'm familiar with Master Fuli, they laughed at me as if everyone hadn't been beaten by a fox."

Casual dining and parties are fine, but for closed-door meetings, someone like Miyel, though in control of assets, lacks international influence and cannot affect national policy, cannot participate.

"Wow... that's quite uncomfortable." Miyel showed a tooth-aching expression, looking plaintively at Master Fuli.

Really, Master Fuli, going around beating everyone up.

Leaving her unable to boast about narrowly escaping Master Fuli's clutches alive.