Chapter 266: Wang Qiqi

Such a model spirit beast as Master Fuli—please send us another dozen to the Changancheng Branch. Faced with the ever-rising number of spirit beasts, Wang Qiqi had long been overwhelmed; Master Fuli's arrival felt like a ray of hope. If spirit beasts as self-disciplined as Master Fuli could produce ten or twenty per year, it would be absolutely glorious. Wang Qiqi sighed inwardly.

Wish fulfilled: Master Fuli's caravan (once the ancient capital of sixteen dynasties, now one of Xia Nation's most popular tourist cities. Due to various human and natural factors, the number of spirit beasts in Xia Nation has been increasing annually, and the Changancheng Security Bureau Branch must now confront a serious issue: maintaining control over the growing spirit beast population while keeping their existence secret from the public.)

(Spirit beasts are material, but spirit particles remain unknown to current humanity. Though research investment has continuously increased, the more scholars study "spirit particles," the more confused they become. Archaeologists and biologists, faced with the "missing billion-year geological record," are scratching their heads.)

"???"

An Sheng opened the wish list, read through Wang Qiqi's detailed wish, and his fox face gradually twisted into a strange expression—covered in question marks.

The wish list is a wish receiver, capable of receiving wish information.

When a wisher makes a wish, they inevitably associate it with certain things; some associations helpful to fulfilling the wish appear on the details page.

As a Town-Level Spirit Beast Guardian, Wang Qiqi's rank may not be especially high, but the scope of her responsibilities is vast—she deals not only with spirit beast incursions into cities but also with related research work.

Spirit particles—or rather, their existence and origins—are a critical subject.

Ancient ancestors once possessed technology and power related to spirit particles, and may have conducted extensive research on them. But spirit particles have not always existed on Blue Planet.

They do not persist continuously; they appear and vanish according to some cyclical law.

Studying the origin and composition of spirit particles is the most fundamental and vital subject among all spirit particle research—so vital, in fact, that there is no such thing as "one of many."

If Xia Nation now builds a completely new scientific and technological system based on spirit particles, everything is progressing favorably. But what happens after the spirit particle resurgence cycle ends?

Discovering the origin of spirit particles, studying their cyclical patterns and composition, and utilizing them for development is one of Xia Nation's highest strategic priorities. Spirit particles are a unique energy capable of influencing every aspect of life.

On a small scale, their existence rivals controlled nuclear fusion—how terrifying is a force capable of affecting all global life and ecosystems? Who could possibly say?

On a mystical scale, if one could master spirit particle technology and application, why not first make nuclear fusion reactors self-aware, let them study and evolve themselves, then make Blue Planet itself sentient, so that Mother Blue Planet could carry humanity into the stars and embrace the cosmos shoulder to shoulder.

"Wang Qiqi's wish is tough to handle!" An Sheng closed the wish details page, ignored the nonsense within it, and assessed the difficulty of fulfilling Wang Qiqi's wish.

Overall, the difficulty isn't actually high.

If I strike hard enough, I can brainwash a hostile beast into a subordinate or accomplice, effectively demarcating territories and managing regions, thus cutting off the root problem: spirit beasts ruling the mountains where no tigers remain.

But the problem lies here.

Where am I supposed to find so many overlord-level spirit beasts?

Wang Qiqi's wish isn't difficult, but fulfilling it requires a laid-back approach—it can't be rushed.

"Still… the wish power this grants should be extremely abundant, right?"

"Back in Jiule City, though I didn't receive the wish to suppress the entire city's spirit beasts, after unifying all of them and securing livelihoods for stray animals, the wish list immediately triggered a hidden achievement: saying I unintentionally boosted tourism, with extra chicken legs in my rice."

"After Wang Qiqi's wish is fulfilled, it should trigger a similar hidden achievement—blessing a region." After brief contemplation, An Sheng turned, slipped into Lin Ying's quilt, lowered the air conditioning, pulled the blanket up to his neck, and prepared to sleep.

After brief thought.

An Sheng's conclusion: don't think—just punch any spirit beast you encounter.

As long as my punches are fast enough and my hammer heavy enough to shake the soul, the problem is solved.

All spirit beasts are male or female.

Who is male and who is female? Master Fuli decides.

"Is Master Fuli going to sleep?"

Lin Ying, who had been lying on the bed, back against the headboard, reading reports, saw Master Fuli toss his phone aside and climb onto the bed from the single sofa. She turned off her screen, slowly curled into the bed, turned on her side, and gently wrapped her arm around Master Fuli.

"It's late. Get some sleep—don't you have to visit the school tomorrow?" An Sheng turned, looked at Lin Ying's face, and spoke.

"Goodnight, Master Fuli," Lin Ying smiled and wished him goodnight.

"Mm. Goodnight."

Lin Ying activated the suite's voice assistant, dimmed all lights to minimum brightness and color temperature, and began to sleep.

Clutching a warm little fox.

Warmth flowed through her body; the soft, furry warmth seemed to dispel even the sharpest cold. Lin Ying inhaled the strange scent on the little fox's fur and soon drifted into sleep, without dreaming of anything strange.

Morning.

Lin Ying didn't wake until her phone buzzed with a WeChat notification.

Lin Ying opened her eyes, looked down, and saw Master Fuli, deeply buried in front of her, his head twisted away so far it nearly formed a "U." Only then did she realize she'd been holding him tightly. She loosened her grip and let out a soft laugh.

Lin Ying patted Master Fuli's side, then gently turned over, reached for her phone on the nightstand, and glanced at the screen.

【9: 6】

He Ying: 【Hi hi! According to the original itinerary, we'll depart at 10 a. . to visit the New Xing Nongke Academy, and have lunch at the school at 1 p. .】

【Return to the hotel before 2: 0 p. ., then head to the area near the Wild Goose Pagoda after 3: 0 p. . to visit Changancheng's famous temples, and stay overnight in the Dayan District, touring the Never-Sleeping District in the evening.】

【This is today's itinerary. If the CEO wishes to change times or attractions, we can arrange it anytime.】

As a premium hotel service, He Ying's team's rule has always been to accommodate the tourists' schedule—not to command them to follow theirs.

These rich folks might earn millions per minute. If you disturb them and cause miscommunication or delays, they'll genuinely strangle the travel agency boss.

With Lin CEO's influence, if she frowns, the agency boss will be forced to star in porn films to pay off debts.

The boss is already doing calcium ads.

What about me? Am I next to become a welfare girl?

He Ying cautiously sent the message, briefly outlining today's itinerary to Lin Ying. As she sent it, she instinctively lowered her phone's volume, as if doing so wouldn't disturb the sleeping CEO.

【Itinerary changed: one more person will join. She graduated from New Xing Nongke Academy—will it be fine if she leads the entire school visit?】

【No problem at all, CEO Lin's arrangement is perfect.】

(End of Chapter)