Chapter 775: Who came up with this idea?

This is a solar power generator; after it broke, they couldn't charge the lunar rover.

This is a spare spacesuit; how about poking a few tiny holes in it?

This is an oxygen generator; Enhancers also need to breathe oxygen.

Wow! So much delicious food.

Lin Donghu, don't touch that; that's a broken-down machine.

……

After entering the base set up by the Americans, each good kid instantly turned into a king of destruction.

Under Lin Eleven's hint, these acts of destruction were done extremely covertly, making them hard to detect.

In other words, these devices probably won't break right away, but after not too long, problems will arise.

After five minutes of entering the base, Lin Eleven checked the time, furrowed his brow and reminded: 'There's still one minute, let's withdraw!'

The ten little destruction kings immediately left the base, and while leaving, they carefully erased the traces they had left.

Several kilometers away from the base, they stopped, then curiously stared at the direction of the base.

In the distance, a lunar rover had already slowly returned.

Lin Eleven activated the signal jammer, generating strong electromagnetic interference.

Not only did it cause some instruments inside the base to temporarily malfunction, it also caused the satellite in the sky to temporarily lose control.

Now, equipment navigating in space all have anti-interference and self-repair capabilities.

So, Lin Eleven and his group only have a few minutes.

Let me say, just charge up and kill them! Saves all this trouble.

Lin Chang'e furrowed her brow and said.

Lin Donghu nodded in agreement.

This guy now wants to desperately show himself, but he hasn't found an opportunity.

Lin Eleven shook his head and calmly said: 'This is of course the simplest way to handle it, but we didn't ask dad for permission and just did it ourselves. If we make a big deal out of it, dad will have big trouble.'

Still, Eleven, you considered things most thoroughly.

Song Jiaren nodded.

Lin Eleven said: 'Being an astronaut is an extremely dangerous profession; even a small problem can be fatal, even for Enhancers.'

For example, us, would you dare to take off your spacesuit?

Definitely not; not to mention breathing oxygen, just the extreme heat, cold, and strong radiation outside—even true Witch Tribe members couldn't withstand it.

Now, the American base has had some small problems caused by us.

But on the Moon, without atmospheric protection, these small problems will be infinitely magnified, eventually costing them their lives.

Lin Eleven, you're also very sneaky!

Bei Qingqian widened her eyes and said.

Her facial expression looked exaggerated, as if it were the first time she met Lin Eleven.

Yeah, yeah!

Bei Shuying nodded repeatedly.

Lin Eleven was quite helpless; this matter has nothing to do with being sneaky, right?

What should we do next?

Lin Baobao asked.

Lin Eleven said: 'Return to Jasmine No. 3, then... let's go home! Next, we should prepare to be punished!'

Sigh~

Lin Chang'e sighed and said: 'I estimate I'll be hung up and beaten by Mom; you know how that's done? Tie both hands with rope and hang from the beam.'

Then Mom will use a whip soaked in water and beat me hard.

That feeling... if you get hit once, you'll definitely cry!

But I won't cry, because the more I cry, the harder Mom beats.

Ugh! I didn't expect Witch Aunt to be so fierce!

Lin Qiuxia scratched her head, but actually didn't, because she was wearing a helmet.

Lin Qiuxia, how will Aunt Wu punish you?

Lin Baobao asked.

Lin Qiuxia said: 'Before, Mom would make me count rice—open a bag of rice and have me count; I couldn't sleep until I finished counting.'

Isn't that simple?

Lin Baobao laughed and said: 'Just randomly report a number, right? Would Aunt Wu really count again?'

Lin Qiuxia lowered her head and said: 'Mom doesn't count rice; she just grabs a handful and knows how many grains are in her hand; a five-kilogram bag of rice is quickly grabbed.'

You're worse off than me!

Lin Chang'e looked shocked.

She imagined her own mother making her count rice... that's practically more painful than killing her.

Aunt Wu truly lives up to being a bank manager!

Song Jiaren sighed.

And you? Big sister. Lin Qiuxia curiously asked.

Lin Baobao said: 'Aunt Han is the gentlest; she wouldn't punish big sister, right?'

Song Jiaren shook her head and said: 'No way! Mom's way of punishing me is to play the guqin.'

That's still okay!

Lin Chang'e said with an envious expression.

Song Jiaren said, "What if the piece played is 'Night of the Soul's Return'?"

"Er~"

Everyone looked shocked.

Then they all looked at Lin Shier, feeling that Lin Shier was suitable for such punishment.

As for Lin Shier, everyone knows the punishment he received!

Holding a scalpel, practicing blade techniques.

For example, shaving a mosquito's leg hair, performing cataract surgery on a fly…

It was Bei Shuying and Bei Qingqian's turn.

Bei Shuying spread her hands and said, "Just like Lin Chang'e, get beaten!"

"Yes! Spanking! It really hurts." Bei Qingqian said.

Such punishment is still considered normal.

What about Lin Qingyue?

Lin Qingyue's mother, Da Guo Yiniang, should be gentle and reluctant to punish Lin Qingyue, right?

Because Lin Qingyue was hard-won for Da Guo Yiniang to conceive.

Lin Qingyue said, "Mother will make me copy ledgers, a ledger over a foot tall. I also have to learn abacus and memorize the Three Character Classic."

It was Lin Qingxia's turn.

Lin Qingxia shrugged and said, "I have to memorize medical texts, not just memorize but understand; if I say it wrong, I get hit with a paddle."

Of course, it wasn't like that before; back then I was still an oblivious child.

Now after the enhancement, Mother announced the new punishment method.

"Who isn't like that?"

Everyone rolled their eyes.

It seems the side effect after the enhancement is that when a mistake is made, the punishment is doubled.

As for Lin Baobao.

Lin Baobao gave a wry smile and said, "Mother cried while scolding me; you don't know what that taste is like—sigh, nowadays adults are really hard to serve!"

As for Lin Donghu, nobody asked what punishment he would get for his mistake; they just shifted the topic to which route to take on the way back.

"Me, me? Why aren't you asking what punishment I get for my mistake, how Mother punishes me?"

Lin Donghu raised his hand and said.

Lin Baobao rolled her eyes, "Is there even a need to ask?"

Lin Qingxia raised her hand, making a gesture of picking a flower.

Lin Qingyue laughed heartily.

Lin Chang'e laughed and said, "Lin Donghu, you should change your name to 'Invincible East'!"

Lin Donghu helplessly scratched his helmet, "Turns out you all already knew!"

Chen Yingqiu announced Lin Donghu's punishment: holding a needle to do embroidery.

Tsk tsk!

More than an hour later, Jasmine No. 3 took off, quickly entering the far side of the Moon, circling widely, avoiding various satellites, and entering Earth's atmosphere.

The plan previously made to cause trouble finally came to an end.

……

"The little ones have already safely returned to Jasmine Island."

When Lin Shier piloted Jasmine No. 3 and landed on Jasmine Island taking advantage of the clothing color, Lin Feng also received a message from Ouyang Moli.

"When are we going back?"

Qian Miaomiao asked with an expectant look.

After returning, we can go to the hospital for a check-up.

However, only a few days have passed, and I don't know if I've conceived.

My own child should be called Lin Shier.

Lin Feng shook his head, smiling and said, "Now is not the time to go back; those eleven little rascals would annoy me to death, and I'm soft-hearted, I can't bear to see them punished."

"Better out of sight, out of mind; this time let their mothers really go ahead and punish them!"

"Sometimes children also need to be managed; you can't just let them follow their nature."

Having said that, Lin Feng shifted his attention to the Witch Tribe base.

After Jasmine No. 3 flies back, Huang Ziping will immediately gather personnel to modify Jasmine No. 3, adding a transport cabin.

At that time, a large amount of tools, as well as manpower, will be transported to the Moon.

Then afterward, the Witch Tribe base on the Moon will initiate its self-destruct procedure, turning into a metallic ruin.

This mainly involves software destruction, plus localized explosions.

It's like cutting off water and electricity to a city, severing roads, then blowing up various facilities related to people's livelihood.

Afterwards, a large amount of metal will be dismantled and transported back to Earth.

Many of the metals used to construct this base cannot be found on Earth.

They are either not synthesized, or brought by the Witch Tribe people from distant places measured in light-years.

To speak without exaggeration, some of these metals, at equal mass, are more precious than gold.

If we have no use for them ourselves, they can still be exchanged for money, a lot of money.

Not sold directly, but made into new equipment.

For example, new‑energy batteries…

A Witch Tribe base, when completely dismantled and its scrap sold, yields wealth that surpasses the gold of ten Witch Tribe settlements.

Of course, this is only a preliminary plan.

Lin Feng thinks so for now.

Later, he might change his mind and directly use this ruin to build an underground city on the Moon?

In any case, let's take it one step at a time!

The initial concept is just a concept; the concrete plan must be adjusted according to actual conditions.

Lin Feng and Qi Yao began to discuss.

In this regard, Zheng Enhui, Qian Miaomiao, and Liu Huixi couldn't be of much help,

so Lin Feng and Qi Yao were locked in Jasmine No. 4's cabin, communicating face‑to‑face.

…

Time passed quickly; before we knew it, it was January 7th.

We've been home for three days!

But the eleven little ones still haven't seen their mother.

Isn't it that as soon as they return they have to be punished?

What, no word at all?

Has mother become so busy with work that she forgot them?

Every day they can see the smiling Moli Yiniang and Tang Mi.

The two aunties take them to the seaside to play, or go diving and catch seafood.

Or they drive sports cars, racing around the dam of Jasmine Island.

Or they teach them to fly fighter jets, sitting in the trainee seat of a trainer aircraft, experiencing the straight plunge from the sky to the sea, then skimming along the surface…

Even with abundant amusements, the children are not happy at all.

Because it feels like a knife is hanging over their heads, and they don't know when it will fall.

Finally, after a brief discussion, the children sought out Ouyang Moli.

Cool Lin Eleven was dragged along.

"Moli Yiniang, please beat me on behalf of my mother! I can't take it anymore."

Lin Chang'e swayed Ouyang Moli's arm and pleaded.

Then she took out from behind the leather‑bound whip she uses for punishment.

In fact, it was just a length of copper‑core wire.

When soaked in seawater, it hurts and itches on the skin.

Ouyang Moli hurriedly said, "Stop! I certainly won't overstep my role! Otherwise your mother will be displeased.

I think you should wait; soon you'll realize you've erred and will pay the price."

Tang Mi, unable to hold back a laugh, said, "When we took Jasmine No. 3 away back then, we should have thought of this now!

I tell you, your guts are bigger than when I was young.

If we don't keep a proper watch, it won't be long before you dare to fly the Jasmine ship and bomb White Hat Mountain of Little Daily."

"How could I have forgotten this?"

As soon as Tang Mi finished speaking, Lin Chang'e pressed her chin, looking thoughtful, and said.

Tang Mi was taken aback, "Never! I was just kidding!"

Lin Qingxia suggested, "Since we're all going to be punished anyway, why not go all the way and finish this too? Lots of debt doesn't hurt, and many lice don't itch."

Tang Mi gave a wry smile, "I think you're trying to smash the pot and give up."

Let me tell you, this matter is too big; you can't handle it, understand?

At such a young age, what have you experienced! You must have watched too few divine dramas?

"Tang Mi, you're wrong, aren't you? It's that you've watched too many divine dramas?"

Lin Donghu raised his hand and said.

Tang Mi laughed, "If you watch too many divine dramas, you'll sympathize with Little Daily."

"What do you think?"

Tang Mi looked at Lin Eleven again, smiled, and asked.

Lin Eleven replied coolly, "Sorry, I neither oppose nor support it, and I have no comment."

"Pfft~"

Ouyang Moli couldn't help but laugh, "Eleven, if you keep this attitude toward your wife‑to‑be, you'll drive her crazy."

Ouyang Moli and Tang Mi, of course, could not punish them on behalf of their mother.

Thus, another uneasy day passed.

January 8th, Yang Caiwei arrived with a 'Imperial Edict'.

"Your mother doesn't want to see you now. She thinks you've been too lawless this time, she's very sad and disappointed in you…"

Yang Caiwei gathered the children, frowned, and rebuked them sternly.

"Wow~"

Before she could finish, Lin Baby burst into tears.

Yang Caiwei said, "Lin Baby, why are you crying?"

Lin Baby replied, "Caiwei Yiniang, your words make me think of mother. When I hear them, I can't help but want to cry."

Yang Caiwei looked at Lin Baby with sympathy.

Wen Keke's tears are very lethal.

That is a kind of invisible mental attack that harms people.

Yang Caiwei recalls that as a child, seeing her mother cry after being wronged made her feel upset as well.

"Alright, stop crying!"

Yang Caiwei waved her hand, took out a sheet of paper, and said, "This is the punishment decided upon by your mothers after discussion."

The punishment is carried out by drawing lots.

There are nine types of punishment, each corresponding to one of your nine mothers.

Now they have been shuffled; whoever draws which punishment will receive that punishment.

"Ah~"

The children were greatly startled.

Lin Chang'e previously thought Lin Qiuxia counting rice was pretty miserable, but this time you must definitely not draw that!

Who came up with such a nasty idea?