Chapter 1081: 1078: Master Fuli, You Smell So Good～

"In a certain sense, heading to the stars is truly a grand trend anticipated by all."After a brief contemplation, Ansheng displayed a rather peculiar smile on his little fox face, expressing both regret for past events and a sense of helplessness towards the current state of affairs.

The only constant is the admiration for the landlord's patience and perseverance.

During the First Epoch, the landlord had clearly evolved through Spiritual Particles to a Cosmic Level.

It was the "treasure" whispered about during the First Epoch, the final reliance of the Miracle Leader, and the key to blue beings reigniting the flame of exploration and launching into the cosmos, facilitating the birth of new miracles.

The landlord and the First Epoch grew together.

By the Second Epoch, the landlord had clearly shifted into a caretaker mode, nurturing the Second Epoch, allowing the Dragon People some breathing room during their initial downtrodden state.

The territory of Blue Star is vast, and with the resurgence of Spiritual Particles, its landmass will expand in the future.

Yet, no matter how large Blue Star becomes, the number of creatures it can support remains limited.

If a nascent civilization isn't like a dead fish, confined by the resources and population pressure of Blue Star, it will inevitably seek to explore external space.

The "landlord's" physical form remains closely intertwined with Blue Star's crust, unable to break free to venture into space personally.

But this also endows it with patience.

The "landlord" watches the transformations of the world, the rise and fall of different surface civilizations, like a recorder, or a library brimming with infinite knowledge.

Every failure in Blue Star civilization's expeditions leads to a stronger next generation, until the moment they find the root of the Spiritual Particles and master them, or the sun wanes into a red giant, engulfing Blue Star and the landlord, bringing this long story to an end.

"But the sun's extinction, isn't that something like five billion years in the future?"

"Wouldn't that mean the landlord can enjoy the civilizations for quite a while..."

Ansheng appeared slightly bewildered as he glanced sideways at the sea horizon, inwardly ridiculing.

Though the landlord remains a Spirit Beast, it clearly is different from ordinary Spirit Beasts, more akin to an immortal deity, wielding endless longevity and life.

At that level of lifeform, individual lifespan isn't something they concern themselves with; their vital signs merely fluctuate with the cycles of Spiritual Particle resurgence.

"........"

Ansheng gently shook his head, retracting his scattered thoughts, no longer attempting to fathom the logic of the immortals, and instead looked at Ah Qing, still laying on the desk, small stars gleaming in her eyes as she made a video call.

Ah Qing was consulting Sun Xingyao about techniques for cultivating Treasure Mushrooms.

Lin Ying and Lin Bingyun were beside her, not interrupting, just listening to gain some insight.

Jin Wanlin was bent over the table, writing furiously like an imperial censor, quickly documenting the current conversation, with three recording pens and a phone for sound recording, strategically placed in various positions for surround recording.

"I've got it..."

Just as Ansheng was about to take a sip of tea, Ah Qing suddenly straightened up, a look of delight appearing on her face.

"You... what have you realized?" Ansheng paused his little fox paw holding the teacup, looking towards Ah Qing with a puzzled expression.

"I've now joined the establishment, becoming a Sweeping Monk of the Security Bureau..."

With a pleased expression, Ah Qing analyzed her logic for the little fox:

"You see, black fungi are bad things, and Treasure Mushrooms can remove those bad things, right?"

"And the purpose of the Security Bureau is to combat incidents caused by Spiritual Particles, protecting people's lives and property... so, rounding it up, doesn't that mean I'm on the payroll?"

"Ah Qing salutes the little fox chief!" Ah Qing said with a mix of happiness and playfulness.

Treasure Mushrooms, Invisible Tree, Awakener...

Ah Qing still had a shallow understanding of these concepts, but that didn't matter. Ah Qing felt as if she were increasingly integrating into the little fox group, no longer that outsider needing to stand at the back row, shielded by others, guarded behind.

She was now their comrade in arms, fighting side by side.

"Alright then... I'll talk to the Security Bureau another day, maybe they can give you a cleaning lady position, and your salary can be converted into silk quilts and peanut oil."

Ansheng rolled his eyes, thinking Ah Qing might have realized something important.

Sweeping Monk, indeed!

In a few years, once the new batch of weapons Old Li develops is validated and deployed.

They'll be able to take out Fierce Beasts from dozens of miles away, without needing manpower to advance, and if needed, it would be the Defenders or Territory-level Spirit Beasts shielding at the front, minimizing casualties.

However.

Ah Qing... actually, she might be able to step up; once the Treasure Mushroom develops, Ah Qing can, through the Treasure Mushroom, communicate with the Invisible Tree to invoke divine possession, perform a little shamanic possession act.

"Let's go eat, and after eating, we'll go back and give it a try!"

Ah Qing, unfazed by the little fox's teasing, enthusiastically pulled the little fox to have some food, planning to try out the Treasure Mushroom's powers right after dinner.

However.

Just as she returned to the dining table, Ah Qing finished her chicken soup in a single gulp, her bright, wide eyes suddenly becoming crossed and bewildered as she wore a dazed expression.

"Um... Xiaolan, hold on and listen to what I have to say first."

"I didn't even drink, so how am I drunk?" Ah Qing, looking bewildered, leaned against Ansheng, holding the fox's big tail in her hand and said:

"My brain feels a bit foggy, tonight, I definitely can't help you bathe, you'll have to manage by yourself... "

"But rest assured! I'll keep watch by the bathroom door while you bathe, so even if Huhu slips and falls on the toilet, I can fish you out....

Ansheng, with a face full of black lines, said, "Do we really have to take this bath?"

"If you don't bathe and I don't bathe, wouldn't that be just fine?"

"Oh, right! We'll tumble onto the floor together, hugging the fluffy Huhu wouldn't be cold at all..." Ah Qing exclaimed with a "yi".

Ansheng patted Ah Qing on the head, with a peculiar expression, gazing towards the reception couch area in the banquet hall.

"So boring! I want to see rivers of blood!"

Lin Ying's physique had slightly changed, appearing a bit shrunken. She stood on the sofa backrest, raising her fist to cheer on the wrestling beside her.

Nearby, two scaly gastropod snails were slowly ramming their snail shells against each other, their tentacles entwining in some sort of duel.

Though Ah Qing had the black mushroom to herself, it had been simmered during cooking.

With Lin Ying's instructions, the chefs naturally incorporated the soup leftovers into other dishes, which got the whole banquet hall excited.

High concentrations of Spiritual Particles intake caused their bodies to enter an overloaded processing state, with some brain capacity diverted to digestion while some biological instincts replaced rational thinking.

"Master Fuli... you smell so good."

The Eye King slinked along the carpet, sneaking up behind Master Fuli, locking its vertical pupils onto Master Fuli's perpetually swaying tail.

"Master Fuli, let me take a lick!"

"I promise I won't bite you!"