After being universally criticized online, he cultivates immortality and farms to lead his motherlan

Chapter 150 I Miss My Dad

Dawn is approaching.

Even though Jian Ning had an invisibility spell, she was worried that her spiritual power was not enough to give her away, so she arranged to meet the mouse mother under the coconut tree outside at noon.

She left the kitchen and flew to a deserted island a few kilometers away.

The island is untouched by humans, covered with trees and grass, and you have to make your own way around it.

Jian Ning found a patch of land surrounded by towering trees with a relatively flat area in the middle. She cleared away the rubble and branches and then took out the tent.

She originally intended to use this tent for camping at Huayue Mountain Villa, but after using props to decorate the house with a single click, she never used it again.

He was clearly there to rescue people, but strangely, he fulfilled her camping dream.

Jian Ning also saw coconut trees, so she flew up and cut down a few coconuts. She then made a few cuts in the openings with her knife, and coconut juice eagerly gushed out.

She pried open the top of the coconut shell, holding it tightly, and gulped down several mouthfuls of coconut water.

Coconut water tastes better than what's sold in supermarkets; it has a fresh, sweet flavor.

She rested in the tent for a while, then remembered that there was still a living person in the Qiankun Ring.

The man initially shouted in the dark, sunless place until his voice became hoarse, but when he realized no one was responding, he gave up.

She's sleeping soundly right now.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain as if he had been lifted up and slammed to the ground, forcing him to open his eyes.

He spotted Jian Ning at a glance, and his eyes immediately filled with panic. He tried to speak, but his mouth was stuffed with something and tied with rope, so he couldn't make a sound.

His eyes couldn't help but wander around, but there were only trees and grass, and no other people in sight, which led him to deduce that it was a rather remote place.

Jian Ning fiddled with a small knife in her hand and asked him, "Can you fly a helicopter?"

The man was unsure of her thoughts and simply stared at her intently.

Jian Ning plunged the knife into the coconut shell she had just finished drinking from, her tone becoming more forceful: "Will you or won't you? Nod or shake your head."

The man was so frightened by her fierce movements that he feared the knife would pierce his flesh at any moment. He instinctively shrank back and nodded vigorously.

Jian Ning nodded in satisfaction, feeling a bit hungry, and started eating the self-heating rice.

The man smelled the aroma, and his stomach rumbled. He shifted his body, indicating that he wanted to eat too.

Jian Ning glanced at him and said righteously, "Traitors confiscate human rights, but you won't starve to death even if you skip a few meals."

After saying that, she threw him back into the Qiankun Ring.

Jian Ning rested for a while, and the sky, which was already dimly lit, became even brighter.

There's a time difference between here and Beicheng, so the time on her phone isn't reliable. She's too lazy to adjust her phone and just judges things roughly by whether it's day or night.

After resting for a while, she discovered that the spiritual energy here was quite abundant, even more so than that of Huayue Manor.

Jian Ning sat down to meditate, drawing qi into her body and allowing the spiritual energy to circulate through her meridians according to the cultivation method, gradually restoring her spiritual power.

Once she had fully recovered and adjusted, she packed up the tent, put it into her Qiankun Ring, cast an invisibility spell, and summoned the Qingfeng Blade to fly back to the island she had been on before.

Unfortunately, Jianning did not find any mice under the coconut tree.

Perhaps it's because there are too many people coming and going at this time, making it inconvenient for them to come out.

She found a large tree to stand under and discovered that many of the people trapped inside the wall were of Chinese descent.

Everyone was holding food wrapped in paper bags, like fast food from KFC. Someone complained, "I'm sick of eating this every day. Can't we have something different? My Chinese stomach just can't take it anymore."

One person responded, "It's good enough that we have food to eat and are still alive."

"Hey, when are they going to let us go back?"

"Go back? You're dreaming. I reckon I'll be stuck here for the rest of my life. I heard there are some very important experts on the plane."

The man lowered his voice and said, "I know, those people don't eat or live with us."

"They can't just let us eat and drink for free forever, can they? What if they use us as human organ culture dishes, and then..." The man raised his hand and made a throat-slitting gesture.

They were a small startup company, and after finally making some money, they organized a group trip abroad. They returned happily with gifts they bought overseas, but they never expected to encounter something like this.

Hearing this, the female colleague was so frightened that she felt desperate, and tears welled up in her eyes.

There were also some fearless older women who made a ruckus and demanded an explanation from the guards on duty.

"What exactly do you want? Just give me a quick death! If you're going to die, then die. Stop locking me up every day. I can't play cards, and there's nothing fun to do. You're just trying to suffocate me."

Unfortunately, we couldn't communicate because of the language barrier.

The man couldn't understand what the old woman was saying at all, and he pressed the gun directly against her head, making a threatening gesture.

Even the tough-guy woman's legs were trembling at this point.

The others then offered the older woman a way out, pulling her over and saying, "Arguing with him won't help. Relax and just treat it as a vacation. Anyway, food and lodging are provided."

The woman muttered to herself, "Look at what we're eating every day. There's not even any rice. If I keep eating like this, I'll lose seventy or eighty pounds."

However, he was still afraid of dying and didn't run into the line of fire again.

Some people were sitting on the ground in the courtyard eating, while others had returned to their rooms. It was clear that several large rooms were where they were being held in different captivity.

Jian Ning also saw a particularly cute little girl.

She frowned, feeling that the little girl looked familiar.

This time, the entire flight, including the flight attendants and 175 other people, disappeared along with Professor Wenxing.

Since we entrusted her with the task of rescuing people, we naturally provided her with all the detailed information.

One little girl in particular stood out to Jian Ning because she was so adorable with two dimples when she smiled.

The photo of the little girl in my memory overlaps with the little face I'm seeing right now.

But her dimples weren't showing when she smiled, and her face was streaked with pitiful tears.

The child licked her lips, tasting the salty flavor of her tears. She gripped her mother's hand, asking repeatedly, "When can we see Daddy? I miss Daddy."

The child's mother looked worried, but gently comforted her daughter, saying, "Don't cry, sweetie, we'll see your dad soon."

The child sobbed twice, then looked up at her with an innocent face and asked, "Mommy, are we playing a game?"

The child's mother paused, cupped her child's face in her hands, kissed her forehead, and said softly, "Yes, this is just a game. When the game is over, we will see Daddy."

The child nestled in his mother's arms and said in a muffled voice, "Mom, but I'm a little scared."

The mother gently patted her back, comforting her again and again: "Don't be afraid, Mom is here."

Jian Ning looked away, hesitated for a moment, and then took out her carrier pigeon to send a message to Rose.

"Is it only Professor Wenxing who needs to be saved?"