"By the way, this dead thing is silent. I’m getting pretty handy with it, but here you go....."

Ansheng just walked towards the outside of the gold mine when suddenly, as if he thought of something, he looked at his right hand, which was holding a straight "stick."

The stick transformed by the Bamboo Insect, the temperature when held was very comfortable, and its straight form was akin to an ultimate sword from a martial arts novel.

He was just engrossed in conversation when he subconsciously picked up the Bamboo Insect and placed it in his hand, completely forgetting it was a living thing.

"Hmm?"

Seeing Master Fuli toss over a long stick, Li Wenkang instinctively raised his hand to catch it. Upon closer examination, he noticed there were eyes on the bamboo rod.

"Hi～"

The Bamboo Insect, which had been playing dead and staying silent to remain unnoticed, gave an awkward smile and reluctantly greeted Li Wenkang.

"Do you have investments in Xia Country?" Li Wenkang gazed indifferently at the Bamboo Insect.

"Uh... Does investing in the stock market count?" replied the Bamboo Insect.

"How much?"

"Five million..... Xia Country currency."

"....."

Li Wenkang slowly exhaled a mouthful of foul air, grabbed the Bamboo Insect by its ends, placed it over his knee, snapped the stick into nunchakus, and tossed it into the lake:

"Next time, your family should remember to increase their investments. Less than five hundred jobs, you think you can talk to me?"

Li Wenkang, full of disdain, clapped his hands, pulled out the woven bag he had just taken out, reached into the lake to fish out a creature resembling a frog, and asked, "What about yours?"

"A full forty million... Daole——" the Frog Monster said with total confidence.

"Oh....." Li Wenkang picked it up and tossed it into the bag, ready to take it away.

A landlord’s standing is determined by the amount of investment they have in Xia Country.

"By the way..... you seem very interested in Fuli?" Li Wenkang asked out loud, speaking of a question he had wanted to ask as he fished out the landlord.

Previously, when things happened in Gold-digging Town, he didn’t physically participate, but he observed the entire process through a planet-ravager in the camp.

Holiday..... or Fungus Humanoid, when it first flew out from underground, exuded malice.

However.

Not sure what Master Fuli said to it, the force field surrounding Fungus Humanoid gradually became peaceful.

"Hmm..."

Holiday looked at Li Wenkang, thought for a moment, and said, "I actually don’t want to talk to a freak like you, but considering you people like to talk behind others’ backs."

"I can answer your doubts. Yes, I have a very high curiosity about the fox, but the source of this curiosity belongs to unspeakable contents....."

Holiday lay on the disc with his little hands naturally falling to the disc’s edge, confessing candidly with a sway.

Holiday’s words were as such, but there was something he hadn’t said.

Upon first seeing Master Fuli, Holiday actually had a farsighted problem; his vision was very poor.

Recognition relies on the Power of Will, and the willpower on Master Fuli’s body was so strong that Holiday mistakenly took Master Fuli for an Awakened.

But upon witnessing his extraordinary physique, Holiday was certain Master Fuli couldn’t possibly be an Awakened.

Judging just by physique, even the Fierce Beasts among the Dragon People Race couldn’t compare, so how could Master Fuli belong to the bloodline gene atavism of an Awakened.

On Master Fuli, Holiday even felt a sort of sensory dissonance, always feeling he resembled a sibling, yet the moment Master Fuli moved, there was a strong discord.

This bizarre evolutionary path left Holiday with an uncertainty.

If Master Fuli truly is an Awakened, then Fuli’s chance of obtaining the ultimate legacy is very high.

Before the Dragon People perished, including the Sky Star Institute of Gloomy Clouds holding sad positions, they were busy preparing a strong insurance for humanity.

It’s an indeterminate matter combining the highest technology of the Dragon People and all the Power of Will.

Indeterminate matter has the ability to traverse the starry sky, even when the First Epoch returns, it has the power to fight back.

But the prerequisite for receiving this gift is requiring the birth of an Awakened among humans who can harness it.

Otherwise, it will deploy on Blue Star in a form that humanity will never detect.

Holiday is very curious whether Master Fuli, possessing such terrifying willpower, can become the key to unlocking the accidental death insurance the Dragon People prepared for humanity.

......

As Li Wenkang extorted the landlord, Master Fuli had already returned to the gold mine.

"Come on, behold the Fluffy God——"

Ansheng was preparing to leave when he once again saw Noren holding a copy of "Fox Invitation," calling out.

"Hold on here for a bit..."

Ansheng looked at Lin Wanying, signaling her to stop, as he had some matters to attend to.

"Alright..."

Lin Wanying showed a puzzled expression, not understanding why Master Fuli was always focusing on the Mayflower Judger.

Under Lin Wanying’s gaze, Master Fuli leaped from the SUV, landing on all fours, jogging leisurely to Noren with light steps, picking up a rock.

"Pop——"

Master Fuli grabbed the rock and smashed it directly onto Noren’s leg. Noren exclaimed "Ouch" as he flew up, clutching his knee and soared tens of meters into the air.

"I’ve tolerated you for long enough. All day, just acting like a sham priest..."

Master Fuli muttered, picked up Noren’s self-written "Fox Invitation," tore off the cover, extended his finger to engrave "Logomancy" on it.

"Now that’s better!"

"The whole book is just inciting fights; what’s it got to do with me, Master Fuli? Changing it to Logomancy is more fitting!"

With a satisfied look, Master Fuli tucked the newly named manuscript back into Noren’s arms.

"Alright, let’s head to the camp and call the lioness to help pack up the Spirit Beasts."

Ansheng leisurely climbed back into the car, buckled his seatbelt on the passenger side, and called out to Lin Wanying.

"Oh oh oh..."

Lin Wanying showed a peculiar expression, looking at Noren still hobbling on his leg.

Noren, in pain, landed and saw the name of the Holy Scripture had changed. Initially perplexed, with a hint of disbelief, then full of fervor, he took incense and candles from his pouch, began to kowtow three times and bow nine times.

This scene nearly broke Lin Wanying.

For a moment, she didn’t know whether this devout disciple of God had gotten something wrong.

You’re praying to your Western Immortals, why are you lighting incense and burning candles?

Aren’t you afraid of being struck by lightning?

"Master Fuli——"

As the SUV neared the camp, a familiar figure appeared at the anti-aircraft base’s front.

Lin Ying, with fox ears atop her head, joyfully waved towards Master Fuli:

"I heard Gold-digging Town wrapped up, so I ran over to check on it!"

"Lin Ying?"

Seeing Lin Ying, Ansheng’s expression froze.