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

Chapter 105 The Manchu Han Imperial Feast: Lamb Spine Hot Pot, the Company's Tai Chi Master

In the early morning, the morning mist in Biyou Village had not yet completely dissipated.

After a night of activity, the burnt smell in the air had been largely masked by the unique fragrance of grass and trees in the mountains.

The cleanup team from Nadutong Company has taken full control of the area.

A line of black vans were parked at the village entrance, and uniformed employees were using tablets to systematically verify and register the identities of the captured villagers and Shang Genqi.

"Name?"

“Bi Yuan…”

"age?"

"I am... seventy-three years old."

These individuals, usually considered prominent figures in the world of supernatural beings, were all wearing specially made Qi-devouring handcuffs. They looked like a bunch of wilted eggplants, obediently squatting at the edge of the square.

Zhang Chulan, sporting two huge dark circles under his eyes, held a cup of hot soy milk handed to him by a company employee.

He was sitting on the curb with Wang Zhenqiu, Hei Guan'er, Lao Meng, and a few other temporary workers, holding a "post-battle debriefing meeting."

"Phew... I've finally cleaned up this mess."

Zhang Chulan took a big gulp of soy milk, feeling as if his emptied soul had finally returned a little.

"My legs are still cramping from last night's scene."

"Who can argue with that?"

Wang Zhenqiu rubbed his still throbbing temples, his usually flamboyant and devilish face now filled with a love and reverence for life.

"Now, when I close my eyes, I see a sky full of purplish-black lightning."

"Now I understand. Compared to that God of Heaven, what I usually do is nothing but child's play."

With an unlit cigarette dangling from his lips, the man with the black pipe nodded silently, deeply agreeing.

Just as these temporary workers were reminiscing about their narrow escape from disaster.

"Shh...shh..."

A series of extremely steady and rhythmic footsteps echoed along the path leading to the dense forest behind the mountain.

Everyone instinctively looked up.

In the soft light of dawn, a tall, slender figure slowly emerged from the misty woods.

It is Xiao Zizai.

But what horrified everyone was his current state.

Before going to the woods for an "extra meal" last night, Xiao Zizai was all smiles, but there was a chilling rage and bloodlust hidden in his eyes.

but now……

He looked as if he had been baptized by holy light!

His complexion was rosy and radiant, with an extremely gentle, even benevolent, smile on his lips.

His eyes were filled with...a serene and contented peace, like that of a sage.

Good morning, everyone.

Xiao Zizai walked up to the crowd, nodded slightly in greeting, and spoke in a very gentle voice.

"Brother Xiao... good morning..."

Zhang Chulan swallowed hard, his gaze involuntarily drifting downwards.

In Xiao Zizai's right hand, there was a long, narrow object that was tightly wrapped in Zhao Guizhen's tattered Taoist robe.

The thing was still dripping dark red liquid, "plop, plop" onto the bluestone slab.

The package was extremely strangely shaped, long and bony, with the outline of segments vaguely visible.

"Mr. Xiao...this...this is..."

Old Meng was so frightened that his tongue was tied in knots as he pointed at the package.

"Oh, this."

Xiao Zizai raised his hand, glanced at the package in his hand with the same gaze one would give an appreciation of a work of art, and said in a nonchalant tone:

"Just some leftover ingredients."

"After watching Master Tian Shu's thunder magic last night and recalling his comments, I suddenly gained some new insights into cooking."

"So, I tried making a dish of... extremely pure lamb spine."

As he spoke, Xiao Zizai pushed up his glasses, a cold glint flashing across the lenses:

"I must say, it really takes a lot of knife blades to remove the bones from the Wild Maoshan. But once they're cleaned, the crystal-clear skeleton is absolutely perfect."

"vomit!!"

Xiao Zizai had just finished speaking.

The images of Fu Rong, Liu Wu Kui, and several other talented individuals who were already squatting on the ground nearby instantly flashed through their minds, conjuring up some indescribable, bloody scene.

Their psychological defenses completely collapsed, and they collapsed to the ground, retching violently.

He almost vomited bile.

Zhang Chulan, Hei Guan'er, and Wang Zhenqiu's expressions also changed drastically.

That's insane!

This is truly a case of skinning Zhao Guizhen alive down to his skeleton!

"My apologies, my apologies, I've disturbed you all. I'll hand it over to the logistics department for cremation right away."

Xiao Zizai bowed slightly, carrying the "lamb spine" dish, and walked briskly towards the company's hearse.

Watching Xiao Zizai's departing figure, Zhang Chulan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, just about to say something to ease the atmosphere.

"Buzzing."

His phone, which was in his pocket, vibrated at the most inopportune moment, like a death knell.

Zhang Chulan took out his phone and looked at it.

"Well, here comes another job."

Zhang Chulan sighed, walked aside to answer the phone, and immediately switched to a fawning tone:

"Hello? Chairman Zhao! Good morning! Have you eaten yet?"

"Our wrap-up work here went very smoothly, and we'll be heading home soon!"

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Fangxu sounded tired, clearly having had a restless night as well.

"Chu Lan, you've worked hard. I've read the reports about the Body Cultivation Furnace and Ma Xianhong; they did a good job. It's a stroke of luck amidst misfortune."

"Hehe, it's all thanks to the leader's excellent command!"

"Alright, stop flattering me."

Zhao Fangxu abruptly changed the subject, his tone suddenly becoming serious:

"Regarding the other target of this mission... Chen Duo."

"The company's board of directors held a meeting overnight to discuss the matter."

"Chu Lan, you are also a member of the company, you should understand. As a Gu-body Saint Child, Chen Duo's primordial Gu poses a huge threat to ordinary society; she is practically a walking biological weapon."

"The company absolutely, positively cannot allow this potential threat to remain unchecked. In principle, she must be brought back to the bunker for containment."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan's smile vanished instantly.

He covered the microphone and lowered his voice, saying:

"Chairman Zhao, you're not joking, are you?"

"Didn't I report to you last night? Chen Duo is now being kept by my second master's side!"

"The person my master ordered to protect, you want me to go and get back? Do you think I'm too old, or do you think the mountains around Liupanshui aren't flat enough, and want my master to summon a few more bolts of lightning to plow the land again?"

"Cough cough!"

Zhao Fangxu coughed violently twice on the other end of the phone, clearly also quite taken aback by Zhang Chulan's words.

As the chairman of the company, doesn't he know that Zhang Tianyi is not someone to be trifled with?

He knows it better than anyone else!

"Chu Lan... of course I know that."

Zhao Fangxu began his masterful Tai Chi push hands demonstration with earnest earnestness:

"But rules are rules. The pressure from above puts a strain on me as the chairman."

"Therefore, the company has decided to fully trust and grant you frontline temporary workers a high degree of autonomy and discretion!"

"This matter is entirely entrusted to you temporary workers to handle!"

"I believe that with your intelligence, Zhang Chulan, you will be able to successfully complete this arduous task!"

I believe in you!

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The phone hangs up.

"Hello? Hello?!"

"Chairman Zhao?! Fatty Zhao... Holy crap!"

Zhang Chulan stared at the black screen, completely bewildered.

Screw your granting of autonomy!

Isn't this just like shoving this hot potato into our arms and making us go and provoke the Second Master?!

Those old foxes in the company, they'll never take the blame!

Zhang Chulan walked back to the temporary workers' small group, cursing and swearing.