Why did you provoke me?

No one disturbed them, and the night passed peacefully. As dawn approached, Yu Meng summoned Ba Wang and the little black cat back and they left.

In order to keep up with the speed at which the Overlord absorbed the nutrients, the long-haired man also worked all night.

That night, he also acquired two more alien objects that looked like pigeon eggs.

Mr. Chen was very surprised to receive the items returned by the long-haired man.

"The master said this is something from the dense forest," he asked the guard who had come to deliver the item.

The guard answered in a low voice, "Yes. I saw it with my own eyes and gave it to you, sir."

Old Chen held the alien and walked around the room. "Go back and ask the master if the lines drawn by that bone artist can be returned?"

The guard agreed and left.

When Yu Meng entered the first battlefield on the fourth night, the Overlord and the long-haired man seemed to have become friends.

The Overlord started sending more and more things. It even brought out two pieces of ore that were buried under the alien.

The ore is truly valuable. Yu Meng isn't going to give too much.

As for the lines that the Bone Painter had taken away, the Overlord returned them to the long-haired man before he could even speak.

Once the energy is absorbed, it becomes just ordinary, empty lines, meaningless to dreams. But it is very important to the artist who possesses them.

This continued for 10 days. The Overlord's energy was nearing its limit; given the right opportunity, it might be able to reach the level of a little black cat.

Yu Meng knew she was leaving. She had Ba Wang send out her last belongings.

A small pocket, a lame man's small pocket.

Inside was a small note with writing on it—"First Battlefield Command"—along with a series of complex symbols.

The long-haired man's hands trembled as he held the small bag.

He looked at Ba Wang and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you know him?"

The Overlord tapped the paper with its tentacles, then tapped the paper with its tentacles.

"Okay, I'll take care of it when I get back."

The Overlord then took one last thing from a crack in the ground: an extremely thin ring.

Yu Meng's thoughts are simple. People like her are better off living longer because they have a very strong sense of responsibility towards the world.

The long-haired man stared at the extremely thin ring, puzzled. The Overlord then tapped his finger with his tentacle.

"You let me take it with me."

The Overlord's tentacles tapped.

Finally, it swayed its tentacles from side to side. Instead of returning to the crack in the ground, it swam away into the distance.

"Are you leaving?" the long-haired man couldn't help but call out.

The Overlord's tentacles shook again, and then nothing more.

When Yu Meng returned to her residence with her two children, it was already dawn.

Looking at the abundant energy in the lines of the Overlord and the lazy state of the little black cat, I felt very satisfied.

The original intention was to investigate the identity of this mysterious person, which led to this trip.

Unexpectedly, the formation set up by the long-haired man gave the Overlord and the little black cat a chance to become stronger. Of course, she wouldn't miss it.

Furthermore, since the lines drawn by this mysterious figure didn't contain any of those Gu worms, she gave up on investigating his identity. There really was no need.

People who live a long life do indeed have extraordinary perception in certain aspects.

The long-haired man sat on the grass, rubbing the thin ring between his fingers. That tiny, faint energy gradually merged into his body.

He felt it; his organs seemed to be infused with new energy.

He muttered to himself, "I never expected you would still remember me."

Yu Meng returned to Jingchuan late at night.

The lame man wasn't asleep; he stood at the door.

Yu Meng approached him and looked at him. "You don't need to get up and open the door for me. I can go in by myself."

The lame man didn't move. "You saw that person?"

"Which one?"

"The one who's about the same age as me."

Yu Meng nodded, "I saw him, and I also gave him your little pocket and contact information."

"I don't get along with him." The cripple turned and opened the door.

"It's okay, I sent him some things, and used your name to represent him."

Yu Meng followed him into the courtyard. "If anyone brings you anything recently, just give it to me."

The cripple looked at Yu Meng suspiciously. "You asked him for a favor in my name?"

"It's not exactly asking for anything."

Yu Meng returned to her room and slept soundly through the night.

The next morning, as usual, Niannian came to check on things.

The sign indicating that the place was closed has been removed.

Niannian was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. She pounded on the door and whispered, "Fourth Sister, Fourth Sister, is that you back?"

Yu Meng got up and opened the door. "Why are you here so early?"

"What do you mean 'too early'? I was thinking you'd be back in the next few days. How did it go? Did everything go smoothly this time?"

"It's alright, I've confirmed that they're not the people I'm looking for."

"That's good, that's good. I don't want us to have such a formidable enemy."

"I got back in the middle of the night and I'm still sleepy. Do you want to sleep a little longer?" Yu Meng asked Niannian while yawning.

"Yes, I want to sleep with my fourth sister."

"Okay, then I'll sleep until I naturally wake up."

In the afternoon, Yu dreamt of Secretary Wu.

"Teacher Yu, we have news about the bone-drawing masters you asked me to investigate. You should take a look."

"Just leave it with you for now. No rush."

Secretary Wu looked at her suspiciously. When he asked her to investigate, she hadn't said there was no rush.

Yu Meng understood the look in Secretary Wu's eyes. "They are not the people I am looking for."

"Ah, are you sure?"

"Yes, there are no Gu worms in their lines."

"Just based on that? What if it's behind the scenes?" Secretary Wu asked again.

"Then I guess I misjudged you," Yu Meng said insincerely.

"By the way, there's something I need to tell you. The management of the First Battlefield might fall into our hands. Do you have a suitable family member in mind?"

"Huh? So fast." Secretary Wu almost screamed.

What exactly did Yu Meng do these past few days? How did the first battlefield become theirs?

"Didn't you say you'd let the Jia family manage it?" Secretary Wu asked tentatively.

"You said it yourself, it was back then. If we could handle it ourselves, why would I need outsiders to get involved?" Yu Meng's words made sense.

"But...but we don't have enough people right now, do we?" Secretary Wu asked, his face full of worry. "Such an important place requires many people to manage in every aspect. Teacher Yu, I really don't have anyone."

Yu Meng tapped the table with her finger, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "What do you think about letting people from our sect manage it?"

Secretary Wu didn't say yes or no, but only asked one question: "If something happens, can you handle it?"

Sects and such are secondary; what matters most is Yu Meng's abilities.

After thinking for a moment, Yu Meng shook her head, "I have no fame, no influence, and no power. It's very difficult."

The two sat there in silence until Yu Meng finally spoke up, "Then let the Jia family provide the facade, and we'll remain in the shadows."

"Teacher Yu, there's one more thing I didn't mention before. The fifth group of members for the sect has been formed. How about we have them cooperate with the Jia family?"

"Loyal? We don't know anything about them," Yu Meng asked hesitantly, having not seen a single one of them.

"I still have the lie detector room next to yours. Everyone went in and stayed for ten minutes. I asked very detailed questions, so there shouldn't be any problems." Secretary Wu's eyes held a smile.