"Um..."
"Just a slight interruption, our agency's full name is the Xia Country National Land Security Development Department, and it has nothing to do with those things you mentioned like Yin God, Yang God, cultivation, or immortality..."
"Our main purpose is to defend national security, not some national cultivation force, and within our country, there aren't any bizarre and superstitious departments..."
"At least, there aren't any for now." The Monkey King, seeing the father and daughter from his hometown getting more and more absurd, couldn't help but correct their heavy feudal superstitions with his words.
"We are materialist warriors; I shouldn't believe in bizarre superstitions. A book on criminal law and a history of science and technology development are enough to explain the duties of the Security Bureau..."
The Monkey King showed a serious expression, persuading the father and daughter not to mentally drain themselves. A fantastical spirit beast like Master Fuli, placed in the Security Bureau, currently falls under the category of extremely magical spirit beasts.
However, such magical spirit beasts can be explained by the scientists or archaeologists of the research institute under the Security Bureau using scientific theories, but for now, the technology level on Blue Star isn't up to it...
"......."
Yang Bowen, Yang Yi, Lv Lele, and others, after hearing the Monkey King's explanation, all revealed expressions as if they were looking at an idiot, staring straight at the Monkey King.
Science?
Just look at that physical body of the Golden-winged Roc, then look at the talking Fox Immortal; tell me which biology book mentions these things?
And what's this about materialist dialectics, you go tell it to the flying White Fox Xian'Er outside!
"Stop talking, listen to me..."
"Dad! Practicing martial arts can't beat cultivating immortality!"
Under the Monkey King's speechless gaze, the Medicine King Palace nearly fell apart over issues of road development.
Up until the instant when the WeiXin group signaled a notification.
Yang Bowen took a moment to glance at the [press 1] group, where there were a few new messages.
After reading, Yang Bowen became furiously angry, saying:
"Damn brat, how dare you disrespect the immortals! Not believing in the Gatling Bodhisattva is one thing, but Rocket Launcher Immortal, an actual existing immortal, who are you to question it?"
Lin Bingyun, who had been sitting on the helicopter without any speech, discreetly adjusted her position, sitting up straight to look at Yang Bowen's phone screen.
Monkey King: "........"
Can the folks listen to me for a moment?
...
In the cabin, as Master Fuli departed, it turned into chaos like Jinxi Northwest, everyone speaking their own piece, and those secretly watching the screen and bearing grudges, it made the Monkey King exasperated.
"We've arrived, we're at the destination, dad."
The Ba Mountain Mosquito regained its senses, appearing slightly excited, and spoke to Master Fuli conveying the good news.
In the manager's room of the Little Wave Reservoir, the criminal organization led by Zhang Ruiwen was still dining there, not getting wary even after the Ba Mountain Mosquito passed by earlier.
"Oh, still having a midnight snack, huh?" Master Fuli followed where the Ba Mountain Mosquito pointed, and at a glance, saw the bungalow window with a large coil of mosquito incense burning. Outside the house, a large group of flower mosquitoes was buzzing around, making a "buzz buzz" sound.
"Since they're still eating...."
"Let me add a dish for you!" Master Fuli dove down with the Ba Mountain Mosquito, unlocking the safety of the automatic rifle in his hand, aiming at the bungalow with a burst of gunfire.
"Rat-a-tat-tat——"
At night, by the deserted reservoir, suddenly a series of explosive sounds like firecrackers rang out, shattering the bungalow's glass windows, and bullets stirred up a storm of debris on the roof.
"Boss! The patrollers are here!"
The moment the gunfire rang out, the four people inside the house abandoned their self-heating hotpots, each searching for a route. Wang Bin opened his mouth with a panicked expression, asking Zhang Ruiwen.
"Stay calm...."
The thirty-something Zhang Ruiwen turned over, hiding behind the bathroom wall with a steely expression, pulling a slight smirk at the corner of his mouth, defiantly saying: "Wait! Wait for their first wave of attack to end, then follow me to strike back."
"The me of today is not the me of yesterday, mere firearms can't stop us."
The three in the house, seeing the boss speak, felt waves of reassurance, their nervous expressions gradually fading away.
During this period, following the boss traveling far and wide, they encountered various reclusive Taoists from remote mountains.
Some could leap three meters high, and some could split bricks with a kick; some used flowers or leaves as weapons. Even more impressive was someone whose robe fluttered as their fist struck like a clap of thunder, blocking a thousand men by himself.
But they saw each being coldly laughed at by Boss Zhang, the jumpers had their legs struck, the punchers had their hands struck, and those throwing hidden weapons had their mouths bashed in.
He could even blow back concealed weapons like bullets with a single puff from his chest.
Plus, these days, they defeated various malicious and evil Taoists occupying mountain strongholds, reclaiming large amounts of heavenly materials and treasured gems from their temples, stepping onto the path of immortal cultivation.
They not only had confidence in the boss, but they were also filled with confidence in their own starting cultivation of the Feathered Immortal Body.
"Crack crack..."
The thunderous sound of bullets exiting the barrel only lasted for a fleeting moment; as the gunfire stopped, Zhang Ruiwen inside immediately sensed the opportunity had come, stretching out his hand to pull out a stack of iron sheets from his pocket, furiously shouting: "Break through with me!"
Zhang Ruiwen took the lead, running out from the bathroom, stepping on the wall with a foot, using the force interaction, his whole body soared into the air, quickly flashing past the window.
His figure flashed by so quickly, Zhang Ruiwen already saw the scene outside the window.
Outside, it was silent and empty, no sign of anyone; with flying knives in hand, Zhang Ruiwen's expression faltered, slightly unable to understand why there were no police cars or officers.
But!
Before Zhang Ruiwen could conjure up a second thought, the door of the administrator's room shook violently.
The entire stainless-steel door, along with its frame, had already fallen off the wall. A female student wearing shorts and a denim jacket was pulling the door frame with her arms, lifting the cement-filled door and throwing it into the reservoir lake.
"??? "
Inside the room, everyone stared blankly at this scene.
Hardly pulling out a door cemented into the steel-reinforced concrete wall, such a feat... Could it be, the secret forces of Xia Country!
Damn it! We've attracted great powers! Zhang Ruiwen secretly complained, vaguely regretting his flamboyant actions. He was just barely out of his shell and had already caught the attention of old monsters.
"Dad! I've already controlled them."
Ba Mountain Mosquito lifted the fox resting on his shoulder to the palm of his hand, indicating that he had quickly seized control of the scene. They couldn't escape; nor could they interrupt Master's talk with insolent words.
"Zhang Ruiwen!"
Master Fuli shook his tail, pushing the black cylinder previously entwined on it to the front. The little fox paw gripped the metal cylinder, pointing it inside.
Pointed at by the metal cylinder, Zhang Ruiwen suddenly froze, cold sweat dripping from his forehead like rain, his face unable to hide fear and terror.
Master Fuli opened his mouth.
The entire room seemed to press a mute button; chirping and buzzing completely vanished.
All kinds of terrified expressions clearly appeared on the four faces, weaving a picture of despair.
Incomprehensible, indescribable... extreme horror!
Their acts of eliminating injustice attracted a powerful figure of the demon clan to personally settle scores...
The waters of Xia Country run deep indeed, concealing demon clans!
"Matched up!"
Seeing Zhang Ruiwen's frightened face swallowing hard, Master Fuli nodded slowly, very sure that they couldn't miss this time.
"You Hou Cewu, Sun Jing, and Tian Jiahao, the names aren't wrong, right?"
Master Fuli named them one by one, observing their changes in expressions as he spoke. With each name, their faces showed subtle changes.
"Ba Mountain Mosquito, block the door for me!" Master Fuli leaped down from Ba Mountain Mosquito's hand to the ground, casually picked up a wooden chair, and struck it heavily onto someone's leg.
Sun Jing, whose knee received a heavy blow, twisted his face and let out a heart-rending scream: "Aaaah——"
His scream seemed like a bugle call.
Master Fuli picked up all the furniture in the room, one by one slamming them onto the criminal gang.
Television, fridge, air conditioning unit, even the water dispenser and office desk were picked up by Master Fuli's little fox hand and struck upon the criminals. The shrill screams echoed through the reservoir night sky, roaring and dust spewed out from the room.
Ba Mountain Mosquito stood back-to-door outside, raising his fair arm, gazing at the mosquitoes perched on it and giving them a pat:
"Little guys... Don't be anxious, Master Fuli is heating our food, gradually it's becoming hot and spicy."
"Boom——"
A roar accompanied by the sound of breakage burst inside, sending a large amount of wood chips shooting out from the windows.
Then the "zap zap" sound of a military electric baton lit up the broken lamp housing environment inside.
The forty-square-meter administrator room no longer had anything taller than Master Fuli, including living organisms.
Zhang Ruiwen lay down flat on the ground, his visage transformed from initially a middle-aged appearance back to that of an old man.
The resilience of Spiritual Particle Plants is superb; the body's digestive organs can hardly digest them, only bit by bit. Ultimately, the effect resembles a sustained-release capsule, where Spiritual Particle Plants, with the digestive system digestion, slowly release spiritual particles.
Master Fuli struck Zhang Ruiwen so hard that he even vomited last year's leftovers.
Those slowly digesting Spiritual Particle Plants naturally couldn't remain in his body, even the spiritual particles hidden in his body were entirely consumed in the beating.
"Whew.... "
Standing upright, Master Fuli clapped his hands, flicking off the dust from his body, walked outside the house, exhaling a breath of foul air toward Ba Mountain Mosquito, saying with a relaxed face:
"The matter is done; get those mosquitoes to focus on biting their bells and hooks later."
"I see if they'll continue cultivating immortality; henceforth, let alone personally cultivating, every time they see those characters, their entire bodies including the hook and basket will itch unbearably..."
"Oh! On those areas with thin skin." Ba Mountain Mosquito whistled in response.
A dense army of mosquitoes swirled, flooding through the shattered windows into the pitch-black room.
"Waahhhhh——"
"What's that... Don't drill into my aahhh!"
Master Fuli blocked the window sill, Ba Mountain Mosquito blocked the door, beginning to extract the wickedness from the criminal gang's body and mercilessly instill moral education, prompting them to understand humanity.
"Hmm..."
Master Fuli sat on the window sill, gazing with a strange expression at the wish list that had just gleamed with golden light, muttering somewhat incredulously in his heart:
"It's worth 3 points of Wish Power..."
"Bit ridiculous, isn't it? I feel this old man isn't as good as a roadside Beast Warrior!"