Chapter 1249 - 1246: Trying to Sound Cultured, Aren’t You?

"Those freaky things have Spirit Beasts inside them, plus brokers and some mercenaries."

"Their numbers crossing the border have shot up abnormally over the past month, and after interrogation by the Enchanting Base, although they each had different missions..."

"All of those missions, in the end, were aimed at deliberately provoking Master Fuli."

Jin Wanlin looked at Master Fuli and began talking about a strange case the Security Bureau had recently investigated.

Spirit Beasts, brokers, mercenaries—these three types of people who came to Xia Dong with missions were captured separately by soldiers in wartime readiness, the Spirit Beast Gang, and the Security Bureau.

They were scattered across different systems, so naturally they didn't trigger any kind of abnormal alert.

In the past, people coming to pay respects to Master Fuli or to assassinate him were not rare. Generally, the Security Bureau would just hold them down and send them to the hospital for emergency treatment, to keep them from disturbing Master Fuli and his family.

But.

As the war zone and the Spirit Beast Gang transferred those illegal immigrants to the Security Bureau for detention, the moment their statements were entered into the system, a danger warning in the database was triggered.

Jin Wanlin looked at Master Fuli and said:

"Based on our aggregated intel, Mayflower is coming at you in a systematic, large-scale, fully structured way. Their ultimate goal is to lure you to Oregon."

Jin Wanlin glanced at Ah Qing, then shifted her gaze back to Master Fuli.

"They must have laid a trap there, planning to uninstall your WhatsApp..."

"If you go, they uninstall your WhatsApp. If you don't go, they'll use every dirty trick in the book to get under your skin."

Because Ah Qing was present, Jin Wanlin's wording was slightly more tactful.

Immortals showing up to stir trouble like this, to put it bluntly, means they've made full preparations and are formally declaring war on Master Fuli.

Spiritual Particles grow stronger over time as they revive.

But unfortunately for them, time has never been on the Immortals' side.

Because the Invisible Tree is also reviving; once it awakens it will purge the black Fungal growths and force the Immortal faction's power back down to Harmless Level.

The window in which they can run wild is, at best, about a hundred and twenty years.

The longer they stand off against Master Fuli, the worse the deal it is for the Immortals.

"They want to lure me to Oregon?" Ansheng asked, frowning slightly in thought.

"According to our intel summary, yes. We confirmed this over the phone with the Minister of the War Department." Jin Wanlin spoke to back up the accuracy of the intel:

"The ocelot assassin came from Mayflower. Its mission was to pee on your bed, do everything it could to completely piss you off, and go clubbing on your turf....."

Master Fuli is a Spirit Beast; as everyone knows, the missions Immortals assign basically involve stomping right on the Spirit Beasts' biggest taboos and picking fights with Master Fuli.

"Let's carve the Coiling Dragon Pillar first. The Immortal matter gets handed over to Comrade Sun Xingyao."

Ansheng waved his hand, full of utter dismissiveness toward the Immortals' ambush and battlefield setup.

Even though the annual-leave side hasn't yet written out a detailed plan specifically for the Immortals.

Setting ambushes is pointless anyway; even without the Security Bureau's intel, what Ansheng had in mind from the start was fifty rounds of the Blessed Travel Cannon carpet-bombing the place.

A good solid half hour of Joy with the People, build up the Fuli Network, then show up and go all-in with the Immortals.

Open with extreme, violent stat-crushing, grind down their living forces, then follow up with some micro-control to hammer them to death.

"Got it, I'll transfer all the files to Teacher Sun Xingyao in a bit." Jin Wanlin nodded in agreement.

When it comes to Immortals battling it out, the Security Bureau is still begging Shasha and Sun Xingyao to cram them full of basic knowledge.

The Security Bureau is known for its steady style. When it's a field they don't understand, they don't pretend they do; handing it off to Sun Xingyao really is the best option.

"Were you two just speaking in code?" After seeing the Little Fox and Jin Wanlin finish their serious talk and the heavy atmosphere around them gradually fade, Ah Qing looked at the Little Fox with a face full of confusion.

"We weren't speaking in code..."

Ansheng put on a perfectly serious face, looked at Ah Qing, and said in a deep voice:

"Master Fuli here, my skills aren't that great, but I've got strength to spare. I've made a bit of a name for myself in the jianghu, and those overseas Spiritual Particle organizations and forces—well, they're really into Huhu's type."

"It's like when you wring out a towel—they want to wring me, Ansheng, until there's not a drop left, forcibly making sure I leave behind a whole crowd of descendants."

"But I'm not that kind of Huhu." Ansheng looked at Ah Qing and said matter-of-factly.

"Uh..." Ah Qing froze, her cheeks full of suspicion and disbelief, and poked at Sister Wanlin.

"Everything Master Fuli said is true. Members of the Longevity Club often use honey traps, but Master Fuli finds their values too warped and completely ignores them." Jin Wanlin shrugged at Ah Qing and said:

"Master Fuli's little bell, in our Xia Country, probably counts as National Treasure-level Material Cultural Heritage."

"If that thing ever leaves the country, we might have to send a carrier fleet to grab it back, otherwise who knows what kind of massive disaster it could cause."

"Uh, what....." Ah Qing's eyes went wide; she stared at the Little Fox in dumbfounded shock, a whole forehead full of black lines.

"Nngh..." Ansheng couldn't help grinning and gave a big thumbs-up to Jin Wanlin, who was playing along with his bit.

...

They stayed at Dinghai Pier for a bit; once the Treasure Mushroom finished blasting the black Fungal growths, Ah Qing took the Little Fox and the Treasure Mushroom and hurried home.

They were getting ready to go with her parents to her great-uncle's place for dinner.

"Huh?"

Just as they got back to the entrance of Changxi Town village, Ansheng, sitting in the passenger seat, saw a streak of golden light drifting down from the sky.

A golden beam of wish-light rose from the Fox Immortal Temple and spread toward Master Fuli like a sheet of fabric.

[Master Fox Immortal above, I hope that within this Gregorian calendar year, in a fully transparent, legal, compliant, undisputed way that conforms to current Xia Country laws, I can obtain one hundred million in after-tax funds. — Chen Xinyu, with a devout expression and in an extremely professional manner, bows deeply to the Fox Immortal Statue and makes a wish to get rich overnight.]

[Wish fulfilled: one hundred million after-tax, undisputed]

"Which Tilanqiao talent did this one escape from..." Seeing the Wish List refresh with twenty-something long sentences in accounting jargon, Ansheng muttered with a face full of black lines.

For the first time, Ansheng found something on the Wish List that he himself couldn't understand...

All that stuff about circulation and tax treatment—he recognized every character individually, but put together they made no sense.

"Ah Qing, stop the car up ahead. I'm going into the Fox Immortal Temple to go argue with the one on the other side."

Ansheng pulled his gaze back from the Wish List, face still full of black lines as he looked at Ah Qing.

"Argue about what?"

Ah Qing had no idea what he meant, but still parked in front of the Fox Immortal Temple as the Little Fox instructed.

Then Ah Qing saw the Little Fox roll down the car window, hop out onto the temple steps, stretch his legs, and saunter up into the main hall of the Fox Immortal Temple.

Under Ah Qing's gaze.

The Little Fox stood upright, lifted a leg, and kicked the backside of the worshipper kneeling on the cushion.

"Bastard!"

"Make your wish in human words! You stuffed the entire tax code into a single wish—what Fox is supposed to understand that shit!"