pjbooks Chapter 46 Please, next time you want to destroy the world, could you please give me a heads-up firs
Chapter 46 Please, next time you want to destroy the world, could you please give me a heads-up firs
Looking at Grandpa Wang's expression of having seen a ghost, Lin Fan felt somewhat helpless.
He knew that the two trees in the yard were growing a little too fast, which would definitely alarm the neighbors.
"Uncle Wang, what brings you here?"
Lin Fan sat up from the rocking chair, a harmless smile on his face, intending to fool them for now.
"Wind? That's a tornado!"
Grandpa Wang ignored him completely and rushed to the center of the yard.
He stretched out his calloused, rough hands, trembling, and touched the trunk of the ancient tea tree.
A warm, smooth touch, like that of jade, sent a shiver down his spine.
"My God..."
Grandpa Wang looked up at the tree canopy that almost blocked out the entire sky, and at the tea leaves and tea flowers that seemed to shimmer with divine light, his mouth agape wide enough to fit a large steamed bun.
He doesn't understand anything about Taoist charm or spiritual energy.
But he could clearly feel that just standing under this tree, the old injuries he had sustained from practicing martial arts in his youth were starting to itch faintly.
It felt as if countless warm little hands were gently repairing his damaged meridians inside his body.
The old leg pain that had tormented him for over a decade was now completely gone!
"Xiao Fan! Tell me the truth!"
Grandpa Wang suddenly turned around, his old eyes fixed on Lin Fan.
"What... what's going on? Where did this tree come from? It was empty here when I was strolling around yesterday! Overnight, this huge, sky-covering thing grew out? And it even glows!"
He had lived for over seventy years and considered himself to be very knowledgeable.
But what he saw before him had shattered his entire worldview into dust.
Even mythological stories wouldn't dare to make something like this!
"Hey, Uncle Wang, what are you saying?"
Lin Fan scratched his head and began to talk nonsense with a straight face.
"These are two rare tree species that I asked a friend to bring back from abroad a couple of days ago."
"One is called 'Overnight Growth of Locust Trees,' and the other is called 'Light-Blooming Tea,' both of which are high-tech genetically modified products."
"Water it a little, let it bask in the sun, and it's grown this big in no time."
"As for the glowing effect... I guess the merchants added some fluorescent powder or something to it for a gimmick, to make it look better at night. You know, business people these days are all dirty-minded."
Lin Fan's explanation was frank and sincere, without a single flaw.
Grandpa Wang was stunned.
genetically modified?
fluorescent powder?
He had heard these trendy words before; they were used on TV every day.
But... can this thing really create such a magical spectacle?
No matter how he looked at it, this tree didn't seem like something that should exist in the mortal world.
"Really?" Grandpa Wang's eyes were full of doubt.
"Of course!" Lin Fan patted his chest confidently. "If you don't believe me, smell this flower fragrance again. Isn't it incredibly intoxicating? It's all artificially scented, which is very good for your health. Smell it often, and it will prolong your life."
Grandpa Wang took a few more deep breaths, still somewhat doubtful.
The refreshing fragrance invigorated him, making him feel as if he had instantly become ten years younger.
"It really is true."
Grandpa Wang was completely confused, and his eyes began to waver.
Am I really getting old and my thinking is falling behind the times? Has foreign high technology really reached this level?
Just then, Fang Qingxue came out of the house carrying an exquisite set of purple clay teaware.
She was slightly taken aback when she saw Grandpa Wang suddenly appear in the courtyard.
When Grandpa Wang saw Fang Qingxue, his eyes widened once again.
"Hey, Xiao Fan, who's this...?"
He had seen Fang Qingxue before, but at that time she was dressed in a black tactical uniform and looked very heroic.
Unlike now, she wears a simple apron, holds a tea set, and has a gentle look in her eyes, looking exactly like a young wife.
"Oh, it's my nanny, Aunt Fang."
Lin Fan casually introduced it.
"The person specifically responsible for planting trees, watering flowers, and serving me tea and water."
Fang Qingxue stumbled, and the purple clay tea tray in her hand almost flew out of her grasp.
nanny?
Aunt Fang?!
She, the eldest daughter of a top international martial arts family, a genuine Grandmaster of Internal Energy, was, in her husband's eyes... just a nanny responsible for chores?
Her stunningly beautiful face instantly flushed bright red.
Shame, indignation, grievance, and anger surged within her, yet she dared not utter a single word in rebuttal.
She could only glare fiercely at Lin Fan, the resentment in her eyes almost tangible.
Lin Fan ignored it.
Grandpa Wang didn't think too much about it. He looked Fang Qingxue up and down a few times, then winked at Lin Fan and gave him a thumbs up.
"Xiao Fan, you're really something."
"This nanny we hired... is really great!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Qingxue was so angry that she almost ground her teeth to powder.
Just as the atmosphere in the courtyard was becoming increasingly strange.
"Boom!"
A piercing screech of brakes suddenly erupted at the entrance of the alley.
Immediately following, a series of heavy, rapid footsteps, with the distinctive rhythm of military boots, came rushing closer and closer.
"Bang!"
The courtyard gate was violently smashed open for the third time.
Li Zhenguo took the lead, leading a dozen or so fully armed special operations team members, their expressions extremely tense, like a herd of bulls storming into a china shop.
They moved swiftly, instantly forming a standard combat defensive formation.
The dark muzzles of guns were all pointed at them...
The two trees in the center of the courtyard were glowing; they were clearly not benevolent spirits.
"Don't move! What... what are you?!" A young team member, his voice trembling with extreme tension, roared righteously at the two trees.
The entire courtyard fell into a deathly silence.
Lin Fan, Fang Qingxue, and Grandpa Wang looked at the group of "thugs" who had suddenly barged in with eyes that seemed to pity someone with intellectual disabilities.
Li Zhenguo rushed to the front, and when he saw the scene inside the courtyard, he froze on the spot.
Silly.
He had considered a hundred possibilities.
Perhaps it is the lair of evil spirits from beyond the realm, where energy has leaked and malevolent energy is soaring to the heavens.
It's also possible that Mr. Lin is in seclusion again, and has come up with some new, world-destroying supernatural power.
But he never dreamed that what he would see would be such a peaceful and serene scene, even with a touch of pastoral idyll.
Mr. Lin sat leisurely in the rocking chair, his expression serene.
The mysterious and powerful Miss Fang was standing gracefully to the side, holding a tea tray, her cheeks slightly flushed.
There was also an old man walking his bird, a common sight in the alley, staring at them with a completely bewildered expression.
And the source that paralyzed the entire command center and burned the monitoring equipment worth hundreds of millions to scrap metal, a source so massive it could overturn the entire capital's fortune and spiritual energy fluctuations...
It turned out to be those two trees in the yard...that were a bit too tall?
At that moment, Li Zhenguo's CPU completely burned out.
"Team...team leader, what...what's going on here?" The adjutant next to him was also stunned and murmured.
How the hell was I supposed to know what was going on?!
Li Zhenguo roared inwardly.
All he wants now is to find a crack in the ground to crawl into and seal himself up with cement.
What a shame!
He mobilized the highest level of armed forces and stormed in as if preparing for World War III.
result……
People are peacefully planting trees, drinking tea, and playing with their nanny in their yard.
"Cough cough."
Li Zhenguo coughed violently twice to cover his expression, which was about to crack, and then quickly waved his hand, signaling his men to put down those embarrassing guns.
"A misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding."
He walked up to Lin Fan in a few steps, straightened his slightly disheveled military uniform, and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.
"Mr. Lin... Mr. Lin, what... what are you doing..."
He pointed to the two divine trees that were still glowing, but when he got to the point, he realized he had no idea how to ask them.
"Oh, Team Leader Li, you've come at the perfect time."
Lin Fan seemed to only then notice him, slowly raising his eyelids.
"Please sit down. I just got some good tea leaves and am about to brew some. You should try some too."
Li Zhenguo's legs began to tremble uncontrollably as he looked at the few tea leaves that Lin Fan handed him, which were still shimmering with a jewel-like light.
Good tea?
Can this even be called tea?
This is clearly the kind of elixir or divine medicine from cultivation novels that allows one to ascend to immortality instantly!
He couldn't hold back any longer.
He recalled the pile of equipment wreckage, worth hundreds of millions, billowing black smoke, in the command center.
Thinking back on my journey, I wondered how many tens of thousands of words of self-criticism I would have to write for speeding and running red lights.
He recalled how stupid he had been just now, barging in like a fool with his men.
All the grievances, all the shock, all the lingering fear, at this moment, swept away all his psychological defenses like a torrent.
With a "Wow!"
This tough, iron-willed man, who shoulders the heavy responsibility of protecting China, can make the entire underworld tremble with a single stomp of his foot.
In front of all his subordinates, in front of an old man from the alley, and in front of a peerless master.
Cried.
She cried like a 300-pound child.
"Mr. Lin... I beg you..."
Li Zhenguo wiped away his tears and choked out a heart-wrenching plea.
"Next time...next time you cause such a cataclysmic event..."
"Could you...could you call or send a WeChat message beforehand...?"
"My heart really can't take it anymore!"