The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 477 The Landlords

"A thousand defensive maneuvers are less effective than one proactive strike. Rather than tormenting yourself with internal energy depletion and growing increasingly angry, it's better to exhaust the enemy externally, keeping them constantly on the run putting out fires."

Lin Bingyun invited Lin Qi over, and Lin Ying fully explained Master Fuli's thoughts. Lin Qi was taken aback and pondered what Master Fuli had said.

It must be said that Master Fuli's idea is quite groundbreaking in the field of spiritual particle research.

Although different countries and independent organizations have taken different paths in the development of spirit particles, all forces share a basic consensus: to keep it a secret.

Perhaps it's for their own benefit, or out of concern that something new might cause social unrest, or something else entirely.

Lin Qi had to admit that what Master Fuli had just said, although it was a bit like flipping the table, did help him break conventional stereotypes.

In this "spiritual particle land grabbing movement," the Lin family, placed within the landlord circle, could only be considered a mid-to-high-level player, far from reaching the true top level, and their scientific research foundation was far inferior to that of the very top level.

If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up.

The Lin family isn't the highest; if the sky were to fall, it wouldn't be the first to hit their heads.

"Tomorrow!"

Lin Qi pondered for a moment: "In a bit, I'll allocate 20 million to contact some non-governmental organizations. You go live on Bluebird tomorrow, and I'll organize an offline march the day after, where we'll hold up signs for the Longevity Club and start ranting."

"By the way, calling her an old hag and a bitch won't work. The old woman who put a bounty on you is notoriously monstrous. She used to smugly boast to me that she could kill 1200 people a week."

"You need to attack her loose sphincter muscles, starting with the fact that she can't hold it in. I can provide medical records and photos of her not holding it in at the banquet."

"You call her a bitch, and who knows, she might even pretend to be your granddaughter, proudly showing you her own swimsuit photos and asking if you want to touch her feet."

"???"

Although they knew that Master Lin was talking about serious matters, the incredible stories he told still stunned An Sheng and Lin Ying. Lin Ying's lips twitched, and she softly uttered a single word: "Neoliberal."

"Really? Old Lin, don't try to fool me. How can someone be so twisted?" An Sheng was completely dumbfounded.

"You do not believe?"

Upon seeing the fox questioning his authority, Lin Qi immediately snorted coldly, took out his phone, logged into the Bluebird social platform with Lin Zhe's account, found Velma's account, and directly displayed the interface in front of Master Fuli.

A blonde beauty with long, wavy hair and tanned skin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of a beach hotel, showing off her figure in a sexy bikini.

Isn't that wonderful? Honey, if you could bring a health check report, maybe we could have a really wonderful weekend together.

"I can only say that she fits the stereotype," Master Fuli muttered. With her blonde hair and big waves, she would either be a naive and innocent girl or a shrew in an American TV series. It always felt like the woman in the photo was creating some kind of stereotype.

"Take it away, take it away! If you show these eyes-defiled grotesque pictures to Master Fuli again, I'll stab you with a whale-shaped halberd!"

Mr. Fuli looked disgusted, completely unable to imagine that there were perverts in the world who would stuff tampons into their nostrils.

Having regained his authority, Lin Qi smiled and said with a flippant expression:
"Don't use your common sense to understand and perceive the landlords of the new era."

"They're already landlords, why should they abide by so-called worldly constraints? Wouldn't all their money be wasted? That old hag will eat people to regain her strength after she's had her fun."

Vimal, who offered a bounty for Lord Fuli, was not seeking physical pleasure, but rather a form of control.

I enjoy seeing people groveling in humiliation, holding their feet as if they were rare treasures, or something else entirely—a genuine, boundless fascination and humility.

Vimal really does defecate on a person's head in a normal way.

When they got tired of playing with it, they would throw it into a slaughterhouse, chop it into minced meat and mix it into ground beef, and sell it in some remote areas, enjoying the pleasure of fooling the public from behind the scenes.

Afterwards, she would enjoy standing in the spotlight and receiving praise from the public for her charitable acts.

Lynch didn't talk about Vimal's darker side, only about her womanizing.

He discovered this a few years ago when he was secretly gathering dirt on club members. Vimar had been doing this all along, only getting more and more outrageous.

When Lin Ying was in school, she was so busy that she didn't have time to eat a proper meal. She would just order a handmade burger or a quick bite from Burger King and that was it. She was always busy.

Some things are better left unsaid.

Actually, it can be considered a form of protection, right?

After all, my nephew has been out of school for over ten years, and it's too late to try and kill him now.

…………

As if summoning the King of Hell, Lin Qi, in front of Master Fuli, used Lin Zhe's account to add all the private accounts of the members of the Longevity Club, as well as the official accounts of the company groups, to his attention, and then recounted the immoral behavior of each member to Master Fuli.

Vimal's sphincter relaxation.

In the Father Rod role-playing game, or in front of the Gransillo animal kingdom, he seems very normal, even out of place.

The tea party in the sunroom did not affect the work of the security bureau employees disguised as servants.

Led by Lin Bingyun, they entered the manor and began setting traps. With Lin Ying's authorization, they even opened the first layer of the permanent underground defensive fortifications.

Feng Wenyu entered with a serious expression.

Finally, he walked out with a dazed look on his face. The other security bureau members remained silent, as if they had witnessed something unbearable and terrifying on the first floor of the basement.

"What happened to them?"

An Sheng followed Lin Ying, wandering around the manor to familiarize herself with the route for tomorrow's operation, when she saw Feng Wenyu walk past her with a blank expression.

“They should have seen the water clock by now,” Lin Ying said, looking at Master Fuli.

"What is a water clock?" Upon hearing this unfamiliar term, Master Fuli asked with a hint of doubt.

"A type of antique clock popular in the 18th century, which uses a precision mechanical structure to drive the glass cylinder to rotate, creating a visual fountain effect," Lin Ying said.

"They wouldn't go that far, would they?" An Sheng said with a puzzled look.

"Shall I take you to see it? Some things, if said aloud, might be illegal."

Lin Ying picked up Master Fuli and carried him from the third floor of the manor back to the second floor. They took the elevator down to the basement and arrived in front of the water clock that had terrified Feng Wenyu.

The elevator door opens.

A massive mechanical structure, radiating dazzling light and meticulously crafted, occupying half of the entrance hall, appeared before Master Fuli. Crystal pillars, resembling Roman columns, sat on both sides of the entrance hall, slowly rotating. Because of their spiral structure, combined with the light, it looked as if water was flowing backward, which was extremely beautiful.

Master Fuli's gaze froze for a moment, then he turned to the side, raised his paw, and patted Lin Ying's shoulder:

"This thing must be gold-plated, right?"

“Apart from the crystal pillars and load-bearing components, everything else you see is made of 99.99 gold.” Lin Ying glanced at Master Fuli and said with a smile, “The current weight is 153 tons, which is still half the weight of 300 tons in the design drawings.”

"In peacetime, it is a fine work of art."

"During turbulent times, it was a crucial asset for our Lin clan's resurgence. Unfortunately, the interference of the Meredich family interrupted our process of collecting gold from the people of Bharat."

"You mustn't tell anyone about this. Even though Grandpa has already reported it to the higher-ups, saying it was a secret transfer of assets to China, if it gets out, it will cause a lot of trouble due to public opinion."

Lin Ying looked at Master Fuli, extended her palm, and said, "Keep it a secret?"

(End of this chapter)