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Chapter 167 Natural Disaster, Sandstorm
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Above the shimmering waves, a small cloud breaks through the water.

Above the clouds, Diao Songsong and Diao Tiaotiao were wiping the spirit storage pot and spirit guide sailfish that they had just retrieved.

"Hey?"

"Ow?"

I feel so sorry for both of the minks!
Their magical artifacts have already sprouted barnacles after only a short time soaking in the sea!

On the surface of the black clouds, Wu Yun saw that the Spirit Gathering Array had absorbed two more strands of fish spirit energy from the blood energy vortex.

"It seems that I won't need to come here anymore."

He didn't want to stay in this godforsaken place for even a second longer. As soon as Diao Songsong and Diao Tiaotiao returned, he would immediately fly away on a cloud!

Another ten minutes passed.

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A giant anglerfish bursts out of the water.

The fish's mouth opened.

The pale-faced man and the Supreme Walker inside stood up and looked through the fish's lips and teeth at the distant vortex of blood energy!
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The sound of a whirlpool can already be faintly heard here.

The crimson aura of blood surged skyward, appearing exceptionally alluring under the moonlight.

The pale-faced man grinned maliciously, already waiting for that bastard who had been marking up his territory to be dealt with.

But then he saw the Supreme Being take out a telescope, look at it for a long time, then put it down and look at him with a cold face.

Are you making fun of me?
"Who marked off the land?"

……

It was already very late at night.

On the surface of the dark clouds, the minks, having finished their day's work, sat on the sofa watching TV with their boss.

The scene depicted was one of disaster in Ngoc Nam province!
"Dear viewers, this is an emergency disaster report. Today, the cities of Jinzhong, Luoshui, and Pingkun in Nanning Province have been hit by a severe sandstorm, affecting many areas within the province to varying degrees."

According to a joint assessment by the Ministry of Natural Resources and the National Meteorological Center, the intensity of this sandstorm is still increasing and is not expected to weaken in the next 24 hours.

"Local authorities have activated a Level I emergency response, implementing comprehensive measures such as work stoppages, production halts, and school closures to ensure the safety of people's lives and property."

"Currently, the Ministry of Natural Resources has dispatched professional rescue teams to the disaster area to guide disaster prevention and mitigation efforts."

"The State Flood Control and Drought Relief Headquarters has urgently allocated 3.2 million yuan in special disaster relief funds for the resettlement and assistance of affected people and post-disaster reconstruction. Local authorities will continue to strengthen monitoring and early warning systems and resolutely fight the battle against sandstorms. This station will continue to follow the progress of the disaster situation..."

In the scene, the city's skyscrapers and streets are all submerged by a vast sandstorm.

In some residential areas, the windows rattled and rustled as the sand and dust pounded against them.

Some of the windowpanes have been broken by pebbles in the flying sand.

Cars on the street were scratched by the sand and dust, and some had their windshields smashed.

Wu Yun and the several minks stared in disbelief.

"A sandstorm, that big?"

Wang Yaozu sent a message.

The Non-Natural Department placed a large order with us to support the three cities of Yuna and Nan.

Chen Ming said he would like to consider expanding another production line.

But expanding a production line takes at least half a month.

[Will the disaster be over in half a month?]

After the disaster, will such a large production capacity be needed?

If production capacity can't be fully utilized, the risk is huge.

【What do you think? 】

Wu Yun sighed and replied immediately.

[Expand the forum]

Wang Yaozu actually devoted himself to real business and became much more conservative.

Wu Yun, on the other hand, didn't care that much about money.

not to mention……

The disaster may not be over so quickly.

[Hasn't it been raining heavily in Eastern Thailand for over a month?]

The dense fog in southwest China has not yet dissipated.

……

Splash, splash... in the undercurrents beneath the sea surface.

The giant anglerfish, carrying the Supreme Being and the pale-faced man, circled around and around, but still couldn't find the so-called celestial artifact used to claim territory.

The Supreme Being's expression was already quite unpleasant.

The pale-faced man's face turned even paler.

"This...this...is not right!"
"Although no territory has been claimed, the amount of fish spirit energy has obviously decreased!"
"We've been searching for so long, but we haven't even found a trace of fish spirit energy!"

"This is problematic, sir!"

The Supreme Being is too lazy to talk much.

The fact that the Fanyu Cup produces spiritual energy is a negligible side effect. Who knows how much this thing can actually produce?

There's no guarantee at all!

"Let's go, take me back to shore."

"Stop rambling."

The pale-faced man could only hang his head, his face full of frustration and resentment, and send the Supreme Being back.

"Is it possible that the people who were claiming the territory stole the fish's spiritual energy in some other way?"

Tai Shang Xing also has a great deal of knowledge about the immortal realm.

Hearing the pale-faced man's words at this moment, I just wanted to laugh.

"Stop talking nonsense."

He had never even considered things like spirit-gathering arrays that specifically absorb certain spiritual energy, which were simply impossible to exist in the human world.

……

The night is getting darker.

The sounds of clanging and banging can be heard from the mountainous areas surrounding Donghu City.

It turned out to be Diao Baibai, Diao Heihei, Diao Jianjian, and Diao Wanwan, who were swinging hammers and chisels, repairing a large rock!

Several minks had been eating the immortal peaches for a long time, and each of them had accumulated more than ten years of cultivation and possessed considerable strength.

With each swing of the hammer, the rock shattered, sending stone chips flying everywhere.

"Waaaaah, waaaaah!"

Mink Huhu held the blueprints, turning left and right to guide its brothers in sculpting... It had learned several radish carving techniques online and was the most experienced carver among all the mink employees.

"Aww, waah waah!"

With a single hammer blow, Diao Baibai smashed off a corner of the rock, shaping it into a nearly round head for the White Cloud Lancer!
"Waaaaah, waaaaah!"

Diao Fangfang used a chisel to carve cloud patterns on the rock. Although they were crooked and uneven, they actually looked somewhat similar!

Each of the minks was very pleased with itself as it smashed the stones.

Once the sculpture is finished, we'll move it into the temple!
Replace the Buddha statue and let the people of Donghu worship!
After smashing it for a long time, the stone completely changed its shape, getting a little closer to the appearance of the White Cloud Lancer.

Several minks jumped down, brushed the stone chips off their bodies, and looked at the fruits of their labor that night, all very satisfied.

"Awooooo, whimpering!"

Mink Huhu estimates that they will be able to roughly finish in another seven or eight days at most!

In another ten days or so, they will be able to complete an exquisite statue!
Amidst laughter and chatter, several minks scurried away to return to Black Cloud to sleep.

A long time passed after they left.

Two middle-aged men cautiously approached, flashlights in hand.

"How...how did this stone get smashed?"

One of the middle-aged men is the person in charge of this mountain forest scenic area.

"Stealing stone? Doesn't seem like it."

The second middle-aged man is the security captain of this mountain forest scenic area.

The two of them looked around the stone for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

The stone was hammered and chiseled, changing its shape, and many small pieces of stone fell off.

"Could it be that someone wants to carve a stone sculpture?"

"That can't be right, it doesn't look like a sculpture at all."

"Besides, who's going to provide free stone carvings for our scenic area? Are they crazy?"

The two middle-aged men were completely baffled as to what had happened.

The person in charge simply took out his phone, ready to call the Bureau of Non-Natural Affairs and ask them to investigate.

(End of this chapter)