While in Hollywood, I used Taoist magic to quell American terrorism.

He took out his phone, thought for a moment, and dialed Anne-Hatherie's number first.

The call was answered almost immediately.

"Damn! You finally remembered me?"

Anne's voice carried a mixture of surprise and a hint of resentment.

I texted you when I got back yesterday, but you didn't reply!

"I'm a bit busy. Are you free now? I'll come find you." Cao Kun said directly.

"Now? I'm at home, just woke up..."

Wait, why does your voice sound a little... different?

Annie keenly sensed the suppressed, unusual tone in Cao Kun's voice.

"You'll know when we meet. Wait for me." Cao Kun hung up the phone.

An hour later, at Annie's house.

"Cao, you seem... different...? Your muscles are more defined..."

God, what's that smell on you?

How unique…

Annie circled around Cao Kun, her big blue eyes filled with surprise.

She stretched out her finger and curiously poked Cao Kun's arm; it felt hard yet elastic.

It seemed to contain boundless power.

Cao Kun didn't explain much, he just smiled and picked her up in his arms.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Anne exclaimed in surprise, then blushed.

Seemingly understanding something, her eyes became moist. "So hasty... um..."

Over the next few hours, Anne-Heather deeply understood what it meant to "look at someone with new eyes after three days of separation"—no, it meant to be "completely transformed."

"Are you... a monster...?"

She uttered a few words weakly, her voice hoarse beyond belief.

Cao Kun smiled and kissed her forehead: "Get some rest, I'll come see you again next time."

Annie didn't even have the strength to roll her eyes; she could only let out a weak, dissatisfied hum through her nose.

Over the next few days, Cao Kun's "journey of proving his strength" unfolded.

Megan's home, where the "Transformers Goddess" who was once known for her flexibility and vitality, is now a pile of mud.

Scarlett Johansson took a rare leave of absence, turning down a business event.

Her agent claimed it was a "sudden gastrointestinal upset".

But her assistant saw in private that Scarlett spent the whole day curled up on the sofa, hugging a blanket, with a blank stare in her eyes.

Occasionally, when I look at a certain spot, my cheeks will unconsciously flush and my legs will feel weak.

Even Li Fu, who was recently unsettled by the Gongyang School incident and was specifically "pacified" by Cao Kun, was among those affected.

After a certain "in-depth exchange," he temporarily forgot about the curse mark on his back and the potential terrifying threat.

He slept for more than ten hours straight.

Upon waking up, she looked at the radiant Cao Kun with a complex expression that defied description.

It was a mixture of fascination, awe, and a sense of relief, like surviving a catastrophe.

"Damn... what kind of weird stuff have you eaten lately?"

These are questions that several women asked at different times and places, without prior arrangement.

Cao Kun would always smile mysteriously and remain silent.

Hidden strength and name.

Only the succubus Chris, while diligently (with resentment) repairing the training room and tidying the back garden, couldn't help but mutter to herself:

"Hmph... what a waste of resources... what a terrible misuse of them... there are clearly more 'efficient' ways to use them..."

Of course, she only dared to mutter these words to herself.

In the early morning in Beverly Hills, the mist had not yet dissipated.

Anne-Heather stood on the terrace, gazing at the distant mountains, her hand unconsciously stroking the back of her neck.

The skin there used to have a faint red mark, but it has long since disappeared, replaced by a smooth, silky texture.

"He's becoming less and less like a human being."

Anne murmured softly.

When she entered the room, she saw Cao Kun sitting at the dining table drinking coffee.

He just sat there, and the air around him seemed to carry a heavy sense of oppression.

She's recently become a little afraid of Cao Kun.

No, it's not fear, it's a mixture of love and fear.

Not only her, but also Scarlett, Amanda, Megan, and even Miranda are the same.

When I can't see them, I miss them; when I first see them, I feel excited and expectant.

But as time went on, I became afraid.

Cao Kun looked up and glanced at Annie.

Anne stiffened slightly, then gave a fawning smile and quickly walked over.

"The production team is already urging us to start filming; we're going to shoot on location in the suburbs of Los Angeles today."

Annie squatted down beside Cao Kun's legs, looking up at him: "I might be gone for a week."

Cao Kun put down his cup and stroked the top of her head with his palm.

Annie felt a shiver run down her spine; the heat of that hand was like an electric current, making her almost unable to stand.

"Go," Cao Kun said calmly.

Anne obediently responded, her eyes filled with a mixture of infatuation and fear.

More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

The most sensational news in Hollywood is the official launch of Transformers, a large-scale science fiction project jointly produced by DreamWorks and Paramount.

Directed by Michael, with a global open casting call.

That afternoon, Megan called excitedly: "Damn, it's finally starting!"

Cao Kun: "Come over tonight, and leave from here tomorrow morning."

"Okay," Megan readily agreed.

The next morning, Cao Kun, worried that Megan wouldn't be able to get up, skipped one of the transfer ceremonies.

Megan felt both grateful and a little regretful.

"Damn, what should I do? Should I just go to the audition like this?"

"If you go like this, there's a high chance you'll fail."

Cao Kun said calmly.

Although Megan is indeed the female lead in Transformers in another world, there are other reasons for that.

Now that Megan is with Cao Kun, she naturally has nothing to do with Michael anymore.

The probability of Michael choosing her again is naturally very small.

Don't assume that because Hollywood has open casting, it will be 100% fair.

The unspoken rules and clandestine deals involved are almost entirely out in the open.

For large companies like DreamWorks and Paramount, projects worth over $1 million are acceptable.

Michael will not be allowed to act recklessly.

Even if Michael wants to specify an actor, they must meet the requirements of the role.

Independent film companies, those are the real mess.

The shady dealings inside are beyond your imagination.

Megan's expression changed, and she asked worriedly, "What should we do?"

Cao Kun: "Go and get me a glass of water."

"it is good."

Megan hurried to the kitchen and soon came out with a glass of water.

Then they saw that Cao Kun had an extra talisman in his hand.

"When the sky is clear and the earth is bright, good fortune arrives at the door."

"The talisman dispels misfortune and moves the stars."

"Old evils dissipate, new blessings arise."

"The talisman guides our destiny, granting us temporary blessings."

"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

"boom!"

The talisman spontaneously combusted without fire.

Cao Kun placed the talisman into the cup.

Soon, the water in Cao Kun's hand turned into a cup of gray talisman water.

Cao Kun handed it to Megan: "Drink it."

"ah?!"

Megan was taken aback, but she accepted it anyway.

Glug... Glug... Megan drank it all in one gulp.

Megan: "What else needs to be done?"

Cao Kun waved his hand, and a set of clothes appeared on the bed.

Denim shorts, a tight-fitting T-shirt, and a pair of white flat sneakers.

Cao Kun: "Put it on."

Megan didn't hesitate and put on the outfit in front of Cao Kun.

Suddenly, that sexy figure that had once amazed countless people appeared before Cao Kun.

No, because of Cao Kun, Megan is now even more sexy and charming than she was in the original movie.

Cao Kun laughed and said, "Alright, go ahead."

"Is that all?"

Although Megan felt it was a bit hasty, she still chose to trust Cao Kun.