Chapter 1260 - 1257: The Backup Baby

"Those who understand the times are heroes. Comrades present, I have reflected thrice a day, and we must topple the exploiting alliance!"

Little Angel spoke with full confidence, raising an arm and spinning halfway around, his fingers sweeping past the forms of all the landlords, saying:

"With our protection, the homestead will be forever peaceful, and the Mayflower evil spirits won't dare act wantonly."

"Indeed!"

A chubby figure, strong like a bear, with white fur and antlers on its head, waved the cross heavy sword in its hand with a serious expression and said:

"Wearing the armor bestowed by the gods, we shall certainly resist the devil's schemes and plots."

"We are fearless because we know that Master Fuli is surely with us." Another, with rodent-like features and light blue fur on his back, holding dual blades, spoke solemnly, raising his hand to draw a cross.

The eight landlords who came to Fox Immortal Palace are among the core members of the Longevity Club.

Though not at the very top, the armor and genetic technology they wear are the pinnacle of modern science.

Once entering what is called [Divine Transformation], they can grab seven or eight Miyel and kick them around like a football.

"Speak human language."

Ansheng squatted beside the microwave, glanced at the popcorn inside it, and cast a sidelong look at Little Angel, saying.

"Ahem...what we mean is that Master Fuli can rest assured with us at his back."

Little Angel's gaze wandered, lacking the usual strategic confidence and certainty, with a hint of guilty conscience:

"At least, before we die in battle, we can ensure the peace of Master Fuli's family and homestead."

"There's absolutely no need to put our names on the list for the Oregon operation…"

As the year neared its end, Li Wenkang also received a reply from the Imperial Capital, and the landlords residing in the garden villa were the first to get the news.

Their mouths might be tough, uttering all sorts of arrogant and insolent words behind the Mayflower Leader's back, even threatening dissecting the Witch King.

But when you really touch the landlords' bodies, you'll find they're soft all over.

A gentle push and they'll flop down with a "yip yip yip."

Upon hearing Li Wenkang summon the landlords to perform support in [Oregon], Little Angel hastily ran to Master Fuli, volunteering for a safe position that doesn't require "lining up."

"If you're afraid to die, just say it straight, instead of beating around the bush." Ansheng, upon hearing, rolled his eyes.

"We are not afraid of death; we simply do not wish to die on the eve of dawn. What we truly fear is not witnessing the glory created by Master Fuli."

"Should the day come when we sacrifice ourselves, we shall accompany Master Fuli without complaint." Little Angel looked at Master Fuli with a righteous face, swearing to God.

"Alright, I'll take you along for a PVP with the Immortals." Ansheng said with a smirk.

"Sorry, I'm really scared of death; otherwise, I wouldn't have developed the [Eros Series]..." Little Angel's righteous expression remained unchanged, but his knees buckled, indicating he had spoken too boldly before.

Ansheng: "Grovel, grovel, grovel..."

Though I've always known you're afraid of death, wasn't that admission a bit too quick?

Ansheng's face was full of frustration as he muttered inwardly.

For those as wealthy as the landlords, it's difficult to describe them with phrases like "born with a silver spoon" or "wearing shoes."

Born into such families, they've reached life's final station from birth, seeing everyone else as mere mules and horses.

If they're not scared of death, Ansheng would have to suspect whether the landlords are secretly planning some sinister plot.

...

"Xiaolan, why are you sleeping in the living room?"

Ah Qing came into the villa's entrance hallway following the scent and found the Little Fox who hadn't slept in her room last night, exasperatedly commenting:

"Having such a big house isn't necessarily good; it takes half a day just to search for a fox."

Ah Qing came to the Little Fox's side, picked him up, and placed him on her shoulder, saying: "The ancestral hall is about to serve the meal, we need to go prepare for the Wandering God ritual."

"Oh..."

Ansheng glanced at the time and found it was now 4:48 in the morning, indeed time to head out.

"Our breakfast isn't lavish, but there's free meat swallow, fish balls, and salted porridge..."

"But lunch and dinner are a feast, with dishes like rice wine mutton soup, braised eight kinds, and steamed chicken with Qinghong wine." Ah Qing cheerfully helped the Little Fox brush his teeth and wash his face, talking to Huhu about the most anticipated segments of the [Wandering God] ritual.

The Wandering God performance is something that outsiders watch for fun; locals gather outside the ancestral hall to gleefully feast.

Although the dishes at the Wandering God banquet are technically home-style dishes, the hard-core recipes are those that take a lot of time and effort to prepare.

Ordinary people wouldn't spend their weekend finding something to torment themselves with.

Therefore, Ah Qing was particularly looking forward to those so-called "home-style dishes" at the banquet.

The Little Fox was participating for the first time; Ah Qing mainly imparted the Wandering God secret, which was to scent the aroma of the dishes and immediately run to the ancestral hall, waiting for the meal.

"Ah Qing, morning～"

Momo yawned as she emerged from the bedroom, greeting Ah Qing who was knocking to call her out.

"Where's Jiaxin? Has she woken up?" Ah Qing asked Momo.

"Awake, she's probably showering now?" Momo glanced in the direction of the opposite door, stepped forward to knock, inquired about the situation inside, and only turned to go downstairs after receiving a reply.

Ah Qing, hearing "almost done" from inside, wasn't worried about Ye Jiaxin's situation.

After spending the day together yesterday, Ah Qing gained a certain level of understanding about Momo this friend.

When going out, two cars follow, and their walking steps are calculated by fitness trainers.

There's fear that the young miss would injure her knees because of weight or excessive exercise or cause complications.

Once the exercise limit is reached, they take an electric wheelchair from the nanny car for Ye Jiaxin to sit in.

Arriving at the Chen Family Ancestral Hall in Changxi Town.

Ah Qing handed the Little Fox over to Momo and herself went with the staff to the dressing room to change clothes.

"......."

Ansheng looked at Momo, his little fox face showing a peculiar expression, raising his arms to hug her.

"Small is small, but it's still a fresh lychee by legitimate means, right?"

"What lychee?" Momo was puzzled, looking at the Little Fox confusedly, speaking in a bewildered tone.

"It's not the size; why are you staring at my bell so early in the morning?" Ansheng folded his arms, puzzled.

"Why would I care about that thing." Momo rolled her eyes and commented: "I was observing your tail!"

"My tail?"

Ansheng glanced at Momo, then at his fluffy tail naturally hanging beside Momo's leg.

"Is there something wrong with my tail?" Ansheng asked hesitantly.

"Hmm..." Momo thought for a moment, seeming to calculate how to speak, said:

"Of course there's nothing wrong with your tail, I just feel your tail is particularly vibrant..."

"Overall, I should be the one that has an issue."