"Let them all out! Let them return to the Mayflower organization as supervisors."
After arranging the best psychiatrist for Noren and the others, Ansheng sighed, waved his hand, and signaled Lin Qi to temporarily release them back into nature.
After some conversation and the details on the wish list, Noren and the others' mental illness was exactly as Li Wenkang described it—extremely thorough.
Although they weren't shouting and fighting, they really enjoyed giving painfully awkward compliments now.
As the fox involved, Ansheng felt his toes almost digging into the ground from embarrassment upon hearing their poetic and emotional flattery.
Facing these fanatic followers, Ansheng felt the best way to deal with them was to kick them out the door.
"Oh great Bible! We will fulfill your will to eradicate all sins, at any cost..."
Inside the cell, Noren didn't see Master Fuli jump up to unlock the door; the door lock just suddenly shattered, and the prison door slowly opened.
Noren and his companions looked surprised, as if they'd realized some profound truth, and with full emotion, ran straight toward the direction of Gold-digging Town upon leaving the cell.
"Hiss... They shout without feeling awkward? There's no savior or immortal emperor here."
Ansheng watched Noren leave, rolled his eyes at Li Wenkang, and cursed.
"Precisely because there isn't, they always believe there is in their hearts. For this, they can endure and wait, looking forward to that day..."
Lin Qi was calm and composed, adjusted his collar, and smiled, "Before that day arrives, facing our or their exploitation, these people are extraordinarily tolerant."
"In terms of interests, we and the Mayflower indeed have irreconcilable disputes, but in terms of global exploiters colluding and uniting, we have an understanding."
People like Noren are excellent, loyal when used, and wouldn't explode under pressure.
Even spending Christmas alone, they still have a deity as their mental support and won't develop extreme thoughts. No matter how tough they look on the outside, they're soft like marshmallows.
"What are you talking about? Your collusion is yours, but don't count us all in..."
Li Wenkang rolled his eyes and interrupted Lin Qi's nonsense directly.
"Ha..." Lin Qi smiled at Master Fuli, inviting him to the dining car for a midnight snack.
As for the matters of Gold-digging Town and the ruins, Master Fuli had already negotiated with the Mayflower.
The Mayflower organization is responsible for digging, while the Longevity Club provides personnel and effort for supervision. Everyone has a bright future.
Although Gold-digging Town is desolate and only has the mining area without any modern buildings, the meals of the Landlords of Longevity are far from simple. Coupled with the lift of the air ban, they directly called helicopters to deliver ingredients and chefs for cooking.
A large tour bus with crane-like counterweights extended the carriage by one and a half meters, turning into a nearly 60-square-meter modern apartment on the spot.
"Master Fuli, you have new messages!" Lin Wanying, dressed in a white protective suit, poked her head out of the bathroom door, and spoke to Ansheng, who was taking a bath.
"Huh?"
Soaking in the custom bathtub, enjoying a foot massage by a blonde maid, Ansheng looked at Lin Wanying with some curiosity and said, "Whose messages at this late hour..."
"I don't know, and I don't dare to look..." Lin Wanying said with a straight face.
The phone was brought by Master Fuli, and all the messages were meant for him; how could she dare to read them secretly.
"Let me see..."
Ansheng unlocked the screen full of curiosity, only to see messages from Ah Qing and Lin Ying on WeChat.
Lin Ying: [Master Fuli, just now, the grandmaster sent me a message. He warns you to be careful of those landlords who seem respectful on the surface...]
Lin Ying: [They are all old foxes, but because the Longevity Club has become young and vibrant. If given the chance to gain immortality by defecting, they would sell out their companions without hesitation.]
Lin Ying: [Are you used to living on the Tropical Continent, Master Fuli? Lin Bingyun and I are already on our way to the airport heading to France, if there's a chance, let's meet and hang out.]
"Hmm?"
Upon seeing Lin Ying's message, Ansheng showed a hint of surprise on his face and quickly replied:
[The chaos in Gold-digging Town has not yet subsided, the people here are extremely bewildered. Don't come over; if I have time tonight, I'll fly over in a fighter jet to hang out with you.]
The message was just sent, and Lin Ying immediately replied with an [Okay], and roughly explained her itinerary.
Lin Ying went to France to attend a birthday party, indeed considering swinging by Gold-digging Town.
However, it might take three or four days, as she was going to a grand birthday party for a very close cousin of hers.
Lin Ying actually didn't want to go, but her cousin needed Lin Ying's status to cash in some of her dad's gold coins.
The clan leader of Xia Country is personally attending, and even giving gifts, Dad, are you really not going to return the favor?
Return? Fine, I know my cousin's taste, just transfer me fifty million cash first, and I'll make sure it's all arranged properly.
"Lin Ying...cousin? Quite the maneuver, using connections to scam pocket money."
Ansheng glanced over, amazed, then opened the message Ah Qing sent him.
The message was a video. There's a significant time difference between Xia Country and the Tropical Continent; it was midnight for Ansheng, but it was noon in Xia Country.
"Xiaolan, can you come back soon?" Ah Qing crouched in the grass, cautiously facing the camera and said, "Something quite incredible seems to be happening in Chang'an City."
With the camera turning, a bewildering scene unfolded before Ansheng's eyes.
A human arm, blatantly under the sun, had its five fingers touching the ground and casually strolled through the streets, probing the ground ahead with a cautious index finger.
Momo and the others hid aside, took out the net from the School of Animal Science used for catching fish, and prepared to trap the arm.
At this point, Ah Qing's voice came through:
"We informed Sister Qiqi, who said to help temporarily catch the arm and not scare others."
Seeing an arm walking down the street, Ansheng's face showed a trace of dismay, with a question mark forming above his head.
"What kind of monster is this? I just left Chang'an for less than a day, how can there be such a freak in the Agricultural Research Institute..."
Ah Qing's crouched position was clearly in the small forest behind the school's cafeteria.
After estimating the time, Ansheng reckoned he could finish work in about two days and replied to Ah Qing.
Then, Ansheng directly made a WeChat call to Wang Qiqi's phone.
"Old Wang, the arm in the Agricultural Research Institute..."
"...is all caused by the Royal Mutual Benefit Group; I'm currently checking the medical visa information here."
Receiving the call from Master Fuli, Wang Qiqi said helplessly, "Remember the reproductive organ module replacement technology announced by the Royal Mutual Benefit Group not long ago?"
A wealthy man got a medical visa and went to America for replacement surgery; as soon as he returned today, his basket escaped from his crotch, landed on the ground, and dashed around like crazy in the airport hall.
"It's not a big deal, but it's pretty scary..."
"No basket landed on the ground, hopping around like a pogo stick, many people fainted from fear."
Wang Qiqi sighed at this point.
The limb is a genetically cultivated spiritualized object, though have the same genes as the original owner, the degree of spiritualization differs.
The result is that the limbs seize the opportunity and rush to leave home, abandoning their original body.