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

"First! Block the news! Make sure all the temporary workers keep their mouths shut!"

"The official story should be the same for both the outside world and the villagers! This is a rare natural weather anomaly! It's a localized thunderstorm caused by ball lightning!"

"Anyone who dares to utter even a single word of Senior Zhang's name will be held accountable!"

"Okay! Understood!" Zhang Chulan nodded repeatedly.

"second!"

Zhao Fangxu's voice became extremely serious, even pleading:

"Chu Lan, I'm begging you, you must keep your master calm!"

"He can do whatever he wants, and play whatever he wants!"

"Food, lodging, transportation—even if it's a private shopping spree for luxury goods! The company will cover all expenses! There's no limit!"

At this point, Zhao Fangxu seemed to recall something terrifying, shuddered, and deliberately emphasized his words:

"But you'd better remember this!"

"Please, please, please don't let him come to headquarters to ask me for reimbursement!"

"Just swipe your card! If you need cash, I'll have someone transfer it directly to your account!"

"We absolutely cannot allow him to show his face at headquarters! Do you understand?!"

Zhang Chulan almost burst out laughing when he heard Chairman Zhao's almost humble request on the phone.

"Understood, understood! Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, my advisor is actually quite easy to talk to. As long as you serve him well, he won't bother to move."

"Then Chairman Zhao, we'll take Chen Duo and the advisor and leave now."

"Retreat! Retreat! Get out of there now! Don't stay in that ravine!"

Zhao Fangxu felt as if he had been granted a pardon. "I wish you... a pleasant journey."

hang up the phone.

Zhang Chulan let out a long sigh of relief, and his smug smile returned to his face.

He emerged from behind the big tree, striding with an air of indifference towards his family and friends towards the center of the square.

At this moment, Zhang Tianyi had Wang Ye take out a comfortable recliner from the food pouch.

He was settling Chen Duo down on the recliner when he casually took a peeled grape from Feng Baobao and popped it into his mouth.

"Master!"

Zhang Chulan stepped forward, reporting with a beaming smile:

"Chairman Zhao just called!"

"Oh?"

Zhang Tianyi spat out a grape seed and glanced at him sideways: "What did that chubby kid say? Is he feeling sorry for that broken stove?"

"How can it be!"

Zhang Chulan waved his hand in an extremely exaggerated manner:

"Chairman Zhao said that this is all due to abnormal weather conditions and has nothing to do with you!"

"He also said that, to thank you for your understanding of the people's needs, the company will cover all our expenses for the rest of the trip! There's no upper limit!"

"I just hope you have a good time and enjoy yourself to the fullest!"

Zhang Chulan emphasized the words "no limit" very much.

The temporary workers around them turned to look when they heard this.

When has Chairman Zhao ever been so generous?

This is practically an all-out effort to "send away the plague god"!

"This chubby kid is quite sensible."

Zhang Tianyi nodded in satisfaction.

Chapter 104 Xiao Zizai is having a blast!

"Alright, let's call it a day."

Zhang Tianyi casually tossed aside the somewhat worn-out oil-paper umbrella and patted off non-existent dust from his clothes.

His mood today was like a rollercoaster ride.

First, they witnessed the insidious nature of the Double-Handed Swordsmanship, then they unleashed a powerful attack, and finally, they extorted money from Zhao Fangxu.

This feeling is even more satisfying than winning ten ranked matches in a row.

"Now that the illegal building has been demolished, the remaining cleanup work is within the scope of your business."

Zhang Tianyi turned his head, looked at Zhang Chulan and the group of temporary workers, and his tone returned to its usual lazy and indifferent manner:

"I, Daoist Master, have always been the type to kill without caring about the burial."

"Chu Lan, you take these... uh, professional team members and take stock of the people in this village. Arrest those who should be arrested and dismiss those who should be dismissed."

Zhang Tianyi walked to the recliner, looking at Chen Duo who was still unconscious, his gaze softening slightly:

"Although I've suppressed the primordial Gu within this girl, the backlash just now damaged her vital energy. I need to take her to a quiet place to recuperate properly."

He glanced up at the sky and said, "Since Fatty Zhao said he'd cover all the expenses, we'll head out now and find a five-star hotel in the city with a private hot spring. You can figure things out yourselves once you're done."

"Alright! Take care, sir!"

Zhang Chulan quickly bowed and saw him off, saying, "Leave this to me, you can go and enjoy your vacation in peace!"

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing exchanged a glance, and the two of them tacitly followed behind Zhang Tianyi, acting as his bag-carrying assistants.

The group marched in a grand procession toward the village entrance.

Only after Zhang Tianyi's figure completely disappeared from sight did the temporary workers present finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"Phew... this guy is finally gone."

Wang Zhenqiu patted his chest, feeling as if the air around him had become smoother.

"Alright, everyone, let's get down to business."

Hei Guan'er twisted his neck, his joints making a crisp "crack" sound, and his eyes sharpened.

At this moment, the square in Biyou Village was in a mess.

Ma Xianhong remained slumped on the edge of the enormous glass pit, staring blankly at the bottom.

His faith, his pride, and his trust in family ties have been utterly shattered today.

Hei Guan'er walked up to Ma Xianhong, looked down at him, and took out a pair of specially made handcuffs and a long needle.

"Village Chief Ma, shall we go? Do you want to put it on yourself, or should I help you?"

Ma Xianhong slowly raised his head. His handsome face had lost all its arrogance, leaving only endless exhaustion and dejection.

"I'll do it myself."

He did not resist or struggle, but cooperated fully by extending his hands and letting the black-handed man handcuff him and insert the needle.

"Please... take me away. I want to find a quiet place to be alone for a while."

Ma Xianhong's voice was terribly hoarse.

He just wants to quietly reflect on what his life so far has really amounted to.

Seeing that even the cult leader had given up resisting, those with superior spiritual potential who had originally wanted to fight to the death also put down their magical weapons.

Even the gods descended to earth and destroyed the furnace instantly, and the cult leader confessed and accepted punishment.

If they resist again, isn't that just like lighting a lantern in a latrine—looking for shit?

Grandpa Bi Yuan sighed and extended his hands.

Although Qiu Rang was full of resentment, he gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

The temporary workers began to systematically count heads and verify identities.

"One, two, three... eleven."

Old Meng pushed up his glasses, looked at the tablet in his hand, and frowned slightly:

"That's not right. The intelligence said that Biyou Village had twelve top-tier talents, so why is one missing here?"

Zhang Chulan leaned closer to take a look, his eyes narrowing: "What's missing is that Wild Maoshan, Zhao Guizhen!"

"Did that bastard run away?" Wang Zhenqiu looked around.

"and many more."

Hei Guan'er suddenly realized a blind spot: "Not only is Zhao Guizhen missing... but where is Lao Xiao?"

Upon hearing this, the temporary workers exchanged glances.

A chilling unspoken understanding suddenly filled the air.

Zhang Chulan swallowed hard.

The perverted look in Xiao Zizai's eyes when he looked at Ma Xianhong last night flashed through my mind.

"I'm guessing..."

Zhang Chulan chuckled twice, "Brother Xiao probably felt he didn't get enough meat at yesterday's music festival, so he went to... have an extra meal."

Everyone: "..."

……

at the same time.

Outside Biyou Village, in a deep, old forest.

The night was as dark as ink, and the shadows of the trees swayed gently.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

A series of heavy, frantic breaths sounded particularly jarring in the silent woods.