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Chapter 163 The Genius Among the Garrison Commanders

The Buddhist hall was extremely empty, with only a handful of people inside late at night.

The abbot and another bald monk stared at the collector... which was the box containing dried human heads, and waited.

The young monk frowned, his expression strange.

Staring at a dead man's head in the middle of the night was really hard for him to handle...

The abbot patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't be so spineless!"
"Think about the three thousand yuan I sent you yesterday!"
"You can earn three thousand for such a trivial job, what more do you want?"
"Besides, you're doing this in front of the Buddha, so the Buddha will bless you."

The young monk was slightly taken aback.

It's hard to say whether Buddha approved of what he did...

But the three thousand yuan is real!
With that thought in mind, he gritted his teeth and persevered, staring at the collector.

What he couldn't see was that several minks surrounded them, carrying hammers, chisels, and grinders, looking at them with sullen expressions.

"嘤嘤嘤?"

Within the black cloud concealment cloak, Mink White poked her head out and saw the dead man's head in the box.

What is this doing?
"Awooooo?"

Mink Blackie was equally frustrated.

These bald guys are dawdling and wasting so much time!

They are all very busy!

After modifying the statue, I need to go back to Black Cloud to sleep!

After waiting for a long time, finally...

The abbot and the young monk were both agitated. They saw a tear fall from the withered head, running down his cheek and onto the test tube fixed in the box below.

"I'm coming!"

The minks were quite surprised!

They actually saw that there was a wisp of spiritual energy in that tear!
Corpse tears are a way to collect spiritual energy through the Yin Mountain path, something they already knew... but how could there be spiritual energy in this hall?
dead?
Or did they slaughter a pig?

The number of minks is unknown.

Diao Baibai quietly took out a spirit-testing stick from behind her back, drew away the wisp of spiritual energy, and prepared to take it back to her boss for further study.

The two bald men, one big and one small, finally left happily with their boxes.

*Snap*... The lights in the main hall went out.

Squeak... Crack... Bang!

The door was closed, blocking out the moonlight.

The minks were finally able to start modifying the Buddha statue, and they grinned mischievously, revealing their small sharp teeth.

After taking another look at the portrait of the White Cloud Cavalry held by Diao Jianjian, they would rush forward with hammers or chisels in hand!

buzzing...

It was Diao Youyou who found the socket in the main hall and connected the power to the grinding machine!
……

Under the moonlight.

Three monks, one big and two small, carrying boxes, left happily.

"I've got another three thousand yuan."

"Yeah, this money comes really fast, hehehe."

The abbot smiled as well.

After giving the money to the two young monks, he still had 94,000 yuan left.

But he understood that this money had to come from... only those who shared the money could keep the secret together.

Although he was losing 6,000 yuan a day, he could still bear it, given his magnanimity.

"If I bring two heads to the Buddha every day, will the Buddha be angry?"

"Haha, you really believe in Buddhism?"

The two young monks were laughing when they suddenly heard a loud "boom" from the main hall behind them.

Then came strange noises of "squeaking" and "banging".

The three monks were stunned for a moment, sweat beading on their foreheads and trembling. They pretended not to have heard and quickened their pace, leaving in a hurry!
...Splash splash ...

The rising sun casts shimmering light on the sea.

The sound of the waves rose into the sky and reached the surface of the giant black clouds.

A vortex swirling with blood-red energy was not far away.

Diao Baibai and Diao Heihei were busy transferring the dozen or so strands of fish spirit energy they had collected yesterday into the spirit storage pot.

As they moved, the two minks chatted "whimpering" and "howling," both sounding rather depressed.

Last night's operation failed...

Or rather, it was only half successful.

Half the battle was won't be won over by the people of Donghu, because the Buddha statue had already been destroyed.

Half of the failure was that the people of Donghu also had a hard time thanking the right people, because they failed to carve the white cloud lancers.

Putting aside the carving technique, that Buddha statue simply could not have been carved into a lancer.

Because that thing is hollow...

"Waaaaah, woof woof woof woof?"

Diao Baibai was a little confused... Should she report this to the boss in time?
"Aww, waaaaah waaaah waaaah!"

After pondering for a moment, Diao Heihei offered his suggestion... "Let's not report it for now."

The boss is a good person in every way, except that he is too indifferent to fame and fortune. He really doesn't care whether the people of Donghu City will thank him or thank him for something else.

This isn't important. Once they've finished carving the statue of the White Cloud Lancer, put it in the correct position, and then report back to the boss to make him happy, that's all!

Diao Baibai tilted her head and pondered for a while, then grinned, revealing her small sharp teeth.

"Awooooo, waaaaaah!"

It felt that what Mink Blackie said made a lot of sense!

A mature official is like this: he should have autonomy in carrying out his work, and he should not be like a mediocre person who asks for instructions early in the morning and reports late at night, and asks the boss for every trivial matter. The boss is so busy every day, and he should not waste the boss's energy!
Not far away, Wu Yun sat in the Qidan work area, having just finished making a Qidan.

With the salty sea breeze blowing and the sound of the waves crashing, I saw two seagulls being swept into a whirlpool swirling with blood-red energy in the distance…

"Damn it, this godforsaken place, I really didn't want to come here."

"If we could collect the fish spirit energy from Donghu City, even though it's far away, that would be great."

He took a sip of the honey green tea handed to him by his rotating secretary, Diao Fangfang, and squinted his eyes in deep thought.

Then he recalled the knowledge base of the garrison commander in his mind.

If you think about it carefully, you can find that there are indeed memories about this special spiritual energy in the knowledge base.

"A small number of garrison commanders are able to gather specific types of spiritual energy by adjusting the spirit-gathering array."

"This is one of the important indicators for promotion. If you can achieve this, you are not far from being promoted."

Unfortunately, the garrison commander's knowledge base did not contain any records of this knowledge...

That makes sense, as this capability probably goes beyond the scope of standard knowledge bases.

The position of Floating Island Guardian, a job you can't hold down until you die, was actually promoted because of this ability... "It must be a special ability that only some genius Guardian possesses."

The dark clouds had already begun their return journey, quickly moving away from the vortex of surging bloodlust.

Wu Yun stood up from the chair, stretched his waist and arms.

With a "whoosh," it was Diao Fangfang who immediately jumped onto the boss's shoulder, stretched out her two front paws, and began to massage the boss's shoulders and neck!

It has specially studied special massage techniques: its hind paws step on the boss's left shoulder to massage the left shoulder, and its front paws reach out to massage the right shoulder!

Then, by cleverly using the weight of your body, you can achieve the best massage effect!

Wu Yun smiled and nodded.

"good."

Laughing, he got up and wandered around the surface of the dark clouds to check on the spirit-gathering array.

"Let's take a look and give it a try."

"Perhaps I'm a genius too?"

(End of this chapter)