[These people are really annoying... —— seeing the strange creatures prostrating on the ground worshiping him, Nianjia felt a surge of irritability, unable to understand those who asked for immortality or wealth.]
[Wish granted: Go to hell with your feudal superstitions.]
Amongst the golden lights of wishes, Nianjia's wish appeared on the wish list.
Although Nianjia was just a relic guardian, inside it existed a dreary will and dark purple fungi, making it not just a defensive facility, but a very unique fusion life form, or the will of dreariness.
"Haha..."
Ansheng glanced at the wish details page, a strange expression appearing on the little fox's face.
The detailed page explained that the reason Nianjia had been hiding in the Gold-digging Town, without a trace of life, was actually related to something that happened when it first came into being.
As an extension of dreariness, when Nianjia was born, it was as majestic as the birth of an artifact.
Everywhere it went, it flew or floated. When it entered human settlements, people immediately knelt and bowed without a word.
Then, some wished for wealth, others for supermodel wives, and some even wished to conquer Naga Country.
In short, Nianjia had seen all sorts of foolishness upon its inception, thus it decided not to communicate with humans anymore after that first encounter.
Until Master Fuli appeared, and with a single strike, sent the entire Gold-digging Town sky-high.
"Worshipping the wrong god, what's the use of you, all of you can just go and die—"
Ansheng, with a contemplative expression, glanced over the wish list full of desires for eternal life and divinity, decisively choosing to obtain Nianjia's wish.
Master Fuli stepped forward, kicking the Landlord of Longevity that showed its true form, grabbed that bamboo-caterpillar-like landlord, straightened it out, and used it as a stick to sweep down over twenty landlords.
"Next time I catch you again, I'll make medicine wine out of the lot of you!"
"Chatting with the heirlooms of Xia Country, do you even understand? If you walk any slower, I'll break your legs!"
Ansheng swung a stick and swept all the Landlord of Longevity into the lake, shouldered the bamboo-caterpillar, disdainfully eyeing the strange creatures soaking in the lake.
"Yes, yes, Master Fuli's teaching is right, we will dive immediately."
The beaten Landlords of Longevity, instead of resenting Master Fuli for hogging the opportunity, all had embarrassed smiles, admitting they were too excited and lacked etiquette.
"Are they fighting already?"
Li Wenkang, arriving at the ruins a step slower, looked at the creatures already lounging in the lake, and asked:
"By the way, what do you want me to do with this thing?"
Li Wenkang, speaking, perplexedly took out a woven feed bag from his backpack.
"Here..."
Ansheng nudged towards Nianjia, signaling Old Li to look towards the Second Epoch ruins.
Originally, the ruins were four to five hundred meters in diameter, making it impossible to push.
Now its diameter had compressed, and while its weight may have not reduced, undoubtedly, it now met the conditions to extract the gold mine and carry away.
"This is...."
Nianjia was slightly confused, looking at Master Fuli and the unfamiliar middle-aged man playing charades, finally fixing its gaze on the fish feed woven bag.
"We're bringing you back to the homeland. Where you are now is called the Tropical Continent, and you're speaking Northeastern dialect, but here they say 'Ali Ga Do Mei Yang Yang San', how can you get along."
Master Fuli approached Nianjia, patting its shoulder with a big smile, saying.
"Huh?" Nianjia paused, showing a pondering, hesitant expression on its face.
Going home to the Dragon People Race's homeland seemed a good idea. Though it now had a humanoid form,
Its essence was the ruins and gems, unable to stray far from the relics, making going back home impossible.
Just as Nianjia was contemplating how to decline Master Fuli's offer,
Master Fuli had already jumped into the lake, trying to weigh the metal sphere.
"Crack...."
A faint sound arose, as if hundreds of tons of explosives detonated in the lake, waves billowed violently, hitting the rocky walls, shaking the mountains.
"Wow! Wow wow—"
Nianjia, sitting cross-legged on the disc, crawled to the disc's edge in shock, speechless, pointing at Master Fuli in the lake, then at Li Wenkang.
"Aba aba....."
The entire fusion entity of Nianjia was dumbfounded.
Even if inside the relics were hollow, the quality of Spiritual Particle Metal was undeniable, weighing millions of tons.
Could this truly be moved by Fox Power?
Was it possible that one fell asleep and woke up to find oneself in a reverse time loop, back to the First Epoch of prehistoric times?
"I can't move it; a preliminary estimate suggests it's the weight of around twenty to thirty Shashas..."
Ansheng floated to the shore, expressing disappointment, stating his measurements.
With the metal sphere and relic included, the building's total weight likely reached a staggering forty million tons.
In the end, my fox-head car wasn't sufficient to break through the obstacle.
"Damn..."
Hearing the weight of thirty Shashas, even Li Wenkang couldn't help but wear a dumbfounded expression.
Rising to the scale of ten thousand tons meant not thinking about how to transport it, but rather when humanity could conquer the cosmos.
Shipping forty million tons of heavy objects was more demanding than space mining.
"Please, don't say anything else to frighten the dragon, our master can't handle such torment..." Nianjia quickly interrupted the fox and human's shocking statements.
There's someone, someone! There are people inside the relics; even if you could transport the relics, wouldn't the master sleeping inside be jostled into a pulp?
Dragon People haven't the supernatural Physique, unlike those brutes of the First Epoch, who could achieve Body Sanctification.
"I'll just go with you, alright? What's the maximum weight you can bear? I'll disassemble and reassemble in the homeland, won't that work?"
Nianjia tugged Master Fuli, urging him to stop making outrageous statements and the other side to stop harboring ideas.
"Can the relic be disassembled?" Master Fuli asked Nianjia, somewhat amazed.
"Yes... the master was pieced together, taking nearly five years to complete, creating the ultimate fortress," Nianjia replied weakly.
The relic itself wasn't important; its sole purpose was to ward off disturbances.
Currently, the Spiritual Particles haven't revived to a period where Dragon People can display full might.
Dragon People at their peak require both Spiritual Particles and sufficient numbers of Will Amplification Towers to assist.
In other words, on Blue Star at present, there's nothing that can awaken the dreary will.
If Xia Country finds a way to transport three million tons, Nianjia could take the master back to the homeland to sleep.
If not speaking up, Nianjia worried if the sleeping entity could withstand the fox's antics.
This little cutie's destructiveness is kind of ridiculous.
"Three million tons? Sure, semi-submersible ships used for transporting offshore drilling platforms can carry up to 110,000 tons." Li Wenkang answered immediately, raising his hand.
A few million tons of special Spiritual Particle Metal, and bringing the knowledgeable Nianjia back, even if it can't impart any technology, as long as it can articulate some ancient metal property, would be a big gain.
"Alright then..."
Seeing the homeward journey preliminarily agreed upon, Ansheng sighed in relief, yet quietly sighed again.
The fox-head car finally hit a speed bump.
However.....
In some sense, I also found a mentor for Ah Qing.
Ah Qing's psychic and summoning ability might have been equivalent to "a college student in the village" in the past.
But seeing Nianjia, the two have such similar abilities, Ansheng even wondered if Old Deng took the wrong medication when having Ah Qing, causing a genetic throwback from birth.
"Since it's agreed, you guys sort it out! I'm off for a stroll on the grassland..."
"Last night I saw a Spiritual Porcupine. I haven't tried using porcupine quills as toothpicks. I'll package the Spirit Beasts on the grassland and transport them home together."
Ansheng called out to Li Wenkang.
Since we're here, going home empty-handed would be underestimating the host family's might.