Let Miyel run amok on her own turf and sit in the office planning insubordination or exploitative misdeeds against the common folk; she's up for it, even proud of it.
But if it's about risking her life, that's out of the question.
Master Fuli threw three punches at her face, and Miyel immediately cowered into a ball, tucked herself into a bowl, showing she could compromise, step back, and make anything negotiable.
Seeing a hope of getting out of this hellish place, avoiding being tormented by devils with cigarette burns on the backside, Miyel agreed to everything without any bottom line.
"I just feel...."
"This trick seems familiar....."
Glancing over at the faces of the mushroom spirit and Li Wenkang, Ansheng mumbled to himself, feeling a strong sense of déjà vu from Li Wenkang's tactics on the three of them, though it was a bit forgotten due to time.
"Could it be England's offshore balancing act?" Lin Bingyun heard Master Fuli's words and spoke after thinking it over.
Supporting minorities to become kings, suppressing majorities, and fermenting tension within alliances into hatred.
A very typical method of mutual checks and balances, escalating originally minor issues, or even non-issues, directly into violent bloodshed conflicts.
"Exactly!"
Ansheng, reminded by Lin Bingyun, suddenly recalled the shameless trickster with a face full of realization:
"I read about this before; England tried to use this trick on us, then the Lingnan products were crazily fired at their thick-skinned faces, almost turning England into a sick man of Europe....."
England used to come to disrupt things, trying to interrupt our silk and tea exports worldwide to reverse the trade deficit, using every possible means.
They achieved their goal.
Then...the country was driven to desperation, exporting agricultural products fervently to England, making the gentlemen cry out loud.
England belonged to the category that asked to get hammered and indeed got hammered.
The country eventually ran out of breath.
"We are hospitable; using their local produce to entertain them is only normal."
Li Wenkang waved his hand indifferently, completely disregarding Miyel's presence beside him, and spoke with directness.
Miyel knew but couldn't do anything about it.
For the prospect of getting out of jail, even if she knew there was a big pit ahead, she'd still jump in readily.
Besides, it's not a big pit ahead. It's just a task to be done.
If not obstructed by borders, Li Wenkang wouldn't bother saying any nonsense to foreigners.
On the other side is a sovereign nation; the Security Bureau can't just storm in; therefore, they need locals or foreigners to help with some matters.
...
Under everyone's watch, Miyel spent about half an hour ingesting and consuming Spirit Particle potion fertilizer, gradually transforming from a mass of fungal aggregation into a female humanoid entity.
Wu Qingqing extended a hand to grab the bag, preparing to give Miyel the clothes inside.
But the moment Wu Qingqing reached out, Miyel instinctively turned around completely, exposing her backside.
Miyel froze, her eye corners twitching.
Wu Qingqing threw the clothes to her, a set of military training gear consisting of a T-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops.
"Uh...this thing's a bit odd." Seeing a gene shifter revealing a true form and returning to humanoid for the first time, Ansheng expressed his opinion to Li Wenkang.
A mass of fungi the size of a soccer ball expanding and twisting into human shape was indeed bizarre.
"Quite alright, some even turn into placentas, with blood and amniotic fluid splattering everywhere, that's the real eeriness."
Li Wenkang teased, not surprised by Miyel's developmental process into form.
Or rather...he was quite accustomed to it already; the appearances of Longevity Club's landowner entities were all sorts, except for a human-looking one.
"Let's go! Give her some time to recuperate, and once she stabilizes, we'll set off for the Outer."
Li Wenkang rose from his seat, called out to Wu Qingqing, summoned Master Fuli, and walked towards the camp outside the door:
"The most important thing now is to sort out the big wigs in the camp. Regarding Spirit Beast enlightenment, we'll have to trouble Master Fuli to put in extra effort..."
Li Wenkang went out the door, glanced at the moose chasing the black bear around Qin King's pillar, then looked at the Three Freshmen combo, digging a foundation for a tent.
The two silly roe deer finished gnawing on clothes, twisted their heart-shaped rear ends, and used their mouths to poke at the weapons box, seemingly wanting to taste something strong.
Li Wenkang took a deep breath, sighed.
The friends the Fennec Fox Xiao Hua made aren't easy to deal with; they cooperate but don't follow orders.
"Shouldn't we let Wang Ya and Professor Wu handle it first, teach them what they can and can't touch?" Ansheng jumped out of Lin Bingyun's arms, quickly grabbing hold of the hedgehog running around in the camp by the collar.
The hedgehog, caught by surprise, curled up into a ball, wrapping around Master Fuli's hand.
Master Fuli stood upright, lifted another small fox paw to stroke the sharp hedgehog quills, ensuring every quill stood up.
Master Fuli ran forward with a bowling motion, releasing the hedgehog with a throw.
The hedgehog hit the ground, bouncing rapidly, rolling and colliding violently with the weasel and field mouse.
"Eek eek eek——"
Stabbed on the backside by the hedgehog, the weasel and field mouse jumped up in pain, clutching their rears, sweating profusely.
No longer could they dig the foundation of that tent.
The hedgehog unfurled from its curl, stood up, wobbled off to the side with eyes rolling, and fainted with its little paws twitching.
After finishing cooking the Three Freshmen, Master Fuli's gaze shifted to the black bear and moose.
Among the whole camp, they were the most rowdy, knocking over countless items along the way.
Master Fuli scanned around, picked up a shovel from the ground, shouldered it, and walked to intercept the black bear's path, gripping the shovel handle with both arms.
"Bang——"
Master Fuli swung the shovel, heavy with impact, smashing it onto the black bear's face. The shovel handle cracked, the shovel clung like a clay face mask, welded onto the black bear's cheek, rolling it upon impact.
"!?"
Witnessing the black bear's masked face, the moose slammed on its brakes, looking uncertainly at Master Fuli.
Master Fuli surveyed around, not spotting any suitable tool, but noticed a brown bear squatting and watching the drama while munching corn.
Master Fuli moved forward.
The brown bear froze, utterly bewildered.
But Master Fuli said nothing, just grabbed the brown bear's thigh, exerting force, pulling the bear down to the ground, then overhead, hurling it at the one-ton moose.
The brown bear was terrified, corn spraying out of its nose.
The moose widened its eyes and attempted to dodge, but it was evidently too late.
"Boom——"
The two gigantic beasts collided, rolling dozens of meters across the clearing, with expressions of stupefaction, clearly unable to comprehend what just happened.
"Done!"
Master Fuli piled the spirit beasts together, speaking to Li Wenkang: "The enlightenment education is complete; now they know who holds the big and little cards."