One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"You treat me as a performance indicator? As a stepping stone for you to climb the corporate ladder?!"

This series of questions, like a barrage of bullets, was piercing to the heart.

Zhang Chulan remained seated on the rock, holding the wine bottle in his hand, the playful expression on his face slowly fading away.

He did not panic when he was exposed.

On the contrary, he appeared unusually calm.

He looked up at the furious Ma Xianhong and suddenly chuckled.

"Old Ma..."

Zhang Chulan shook his head, took a sip of wine, and spoke with an indescribable sense of vicissitude and helplessness:

"You are a good person."

"Really, aside from being a bit idealistic and stubborn, you're actually quite pure."

"but……"

Zhang Chulan stood up and dusted off his backside:

"You're too naive."

"You think the company will let you off the hook if I don't bring them along?"

"Do you really think this world will tolerate your 'body-cultivation furnace,' your plan to turn ordinary people into superhumans?"

Zhang Chulan walked up to Ma Xianhong and looked him straight in the eyes:

"Old Ma, wake up."

"The population red line is the bottom line. If you cross the line, the company will definitely eliminate you."

"If it weren't for my unreliable second advisor insisting on joining in the fun..."

Zhang Chulan pointed to the surrounding darkness:

"Now, it's not just these few temporary workers surrounding Biyou Village."

"It was an order to eliminate him personally issued by Chairman Zhao!"

Ma Xianhong was stunned.

He looked at Zhang Chulan, the anger in his eyes slowly turning into confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Chulan sighed, a self-deprecating smile curving his lips:

"I mean……"

"Old Ma, if I said..."

"It was because they came, it was because I turned this into a farce, a party..."

"Only you and the villagers of Biyou Village have a chance... to survive."

Do you believe it?

Zhang Chulan's voice was soft, yet it was like a thunderclap that exploded in Ma Xianhong's mind.

"Do you think I treat you like a sales target?"

Zhang Chulan shook his head, turned around, his back to Ma Xianhong, and looked at the light on in Zhang Tianyi's room in the distance:

"I'm... saving your life, you idiot."

Ma Xianhong stood there, the wine bottle in his hand trembling slightly.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that this seemingly scoundrel young man in front of him was terrifyingly deep in thought.

A cool night breeze rustled the hems of their clothes.

Ma Xianhong stood there, clutching the bottle of wine tightly in his hand, Zhang Chulan's words echoing in his mind.

Help?

These killers entered the village, but actually to save lives?

If someone else were to use this logic, Ma Xianhong would definitely slap them away.

But Zhang Chulan's eyes, which were filled with helplessness yet also revealed a clear understanding, forced Ma Xianhong to reassess the situation.

"Zhang Chulan..."

Ma Xianhong took a deep breath, the hostility in his tone dissipated somewhat, but his doubts deepened:

"I don't know."

"If the company wants to get rid of me, why send a temporary worker instead of just taking action?"

"If they came here to kill people, why would they cooperate with you in this...music festival farce?"

"Is it simply because of... your second advisor?"

"Bingo! You got it right!"

Zhang Chulan snapped his fingers, sat back down on the large blue stone, and wore an expression that said, "This kid is teachable."

"Old Ma, you're a tech geek. You don't understand human relationships and the ways of the world very well."

Zhang Chulan pointed in the direction where Zhang Tianyi lived, a hint of awe in his eyes:

Do you know who my second advisor is?

"He is the old Celestial Master's junior brother, a ruthless man who could turn the world of supernatural beings upside down seventy years ago."

"His coming down the mountain this time is clearly to interfere in the affairs of Biyou Village."

"The company is wary of him, and Chairman Zhao is afraid of him."

"So, although the company's task for the temporary workers was to solve the Biyou Village problem, the task took a turn for the worse after encountering my advisor, who was an uncontrollable force."

Zhang Chulan shrugged, looking helpless.

The current situation is—

"No one dares to touch you without my advisor's approval."

"If my advisor wants to protect you, the entire company would have to think twice about the consequences, even if they mobilized all their resources."

"So, these temporary workers are also confused and waiting."

"Waiting for what?" Ma Xianhong asked subconsciously.

"Wait for a step, wait for a result."

Zhang Chulan leaned closer, his tone becoming extremely serious:

"Old Ma, let me tell you the truth."

"My advisor isn't interested in your broken stove this time, nor in your beauties."

"His only goal was to find the two-handed hand."

"As long as you can satisfy him, as long as you can resolve his demands..."

"The deadlock in Biyou Village can be resolved!"

"But if you insist on going against the grain, if you insist on clinging to your crazy idea that everyone can be a dragon, and if you insist on going against my advisor..."

Zhang Chulan sneered:

"Then do you believe that the company won't need to lift a finger?"

"If my advisor loses his temper, he could raze your entire Biyou Village to the ground?"

"Don't doubt it, he's really capable of doing it."

Ma Xianhong fell silent.

He believes.

"But……"

Ma Xianhong gritted his teeth, a struggle flashing in his eyes:

"The Body Cultivation Furnace...that's my life's work, my ideal!"

"Besides... I really don't know any inheritor of the Dual-Hand Technique! That core technology was... left to me by my family!"

Zhang Chulan shook his head helplessly as he looked at Ma Xianhong, who was still stubbornly arguing.

"Old Ma, why are you so stubborn?"

Happy Chinese New Year, brothers!

Chapter 96 The Extraordinary Disco! Giving the world of extraordinary beings a shock!

Zhang Chulan stood up and walked to Ma Xianhong.

He lowered his voice, his tone carrying a penetrating, seductive quality:

"You just said that the core technology was left to you by your family?"

"Okay, then let me ask you. Where is that family member of yours now?"

"Since she entrusted you with something so extraordinary, why is she not even showing her face when the whole world is targeting you?"

"Are you really sure... she's offering you protection, and not using you as a target to draw fire?!"

boom!

These words precisely struck at the deepest doubt in Ma Xianhong's heart that he himself was unwilling to admit.

"You bullshit!"

Ma Xianhong suddenly stood up, his eyes bloodshot with excitement. He stared intently at Zhang Chulan, his breathing rapid.

"She's my sister! She would never harm me! The core of the Body Refinement Furnace is her..."

At this point, Ma Xianhong's voice suddenly stopped.