readease Chapter 185 You call this a pet? Li Zhenguo kowtowed until his head bled!
Chapter 185 You call this a pet? Li Zhenguo kowtowed until his head bled!
Li Zhenguo's kneeling caused the air in the entire courtyard to freeze for a moment.
Zhang Sanfeng's hand, holding the small hoe, froze in mid-air. He looked at the middle-aged man in general's uniform with a star on his shoulder, who was actually bowing deeply to Mr. Lin. The awe he felt for Lin Fan instantly rose to a whole new level.
This Mr. Lin's power in the mundane world probably far exceeds his own imagination.
Ares and Aiolia exchanged a glance, their expressions saying, "I knew it."
Isn't kneeling before your husband a basic courtesy?
Back then, which of them didn't kneel down to beg for a spot in the courtyard? This mortal is only kneeling now; his reaction is already considered slow.
Only Fang Qingxue and the other three women felt as if their hearts were being squeezed by an invisible hand, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.
Li Zhenguo!
He was a truly powerful figure who stood at the pinnacle of power, capable of changing the course of the entire Chinese nation with a single stomp of his foot!
At this moment, he was like a child with nowhere to turn, kneeling in front of his teacher, crying and begging for help.
Just how big of a piece of the sky collapsed?
Lin Fan lay on the rocking chair, his mind disturbed by the sudden shout and kneeling.
He hated two things the most: shouting and yelling in his yard, and putting on this feudalistic kneeling spectacle.
"Hey Lao Li," Lin Fan said, barely lifting his eyelids, his tone clearly impatient, "what's this all about? Didn't you just leave? You complained I didn't give you enough junk, so you've come back to order more?"
"Or do you think my pile of junk is no good and want to return it within seven days without a reason? Let me make it clear first, no returns or exchanges after you leave the store."
Lin Fan's words were light and airy, yet they were like icy knives stabbing into Li Zhenguo's heart.
tattered?
Rubbish?
That's a forbidden thing that can format the real world!
Li Zhenguo was so filled with remorse that he wanted to tear his own heart out and examine it. How could he have been so bewitched to go and search for treasures in his husband's "garbage dump"?
Instead of finding a treasure, I found an ancestor who could set the world on fire at any moment!
"No! That's not it, sir!"
Li Zhenguo knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the cold bluestone slab, not daring to lift his head, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
"We're not here to return the goods! It's...it's those 'treasures' you bestowed upon us that have a serious problem!"
"Oh? Something went wrong?" Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, finally showing some interest. "What's wrong? Has that rotten piece of wood stopped shining? Or has that broken rock grown mold?"
Listening to Lin Fan's nonchalant description, Li Zhenguo felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
He trembled as he roared out the whole story of how the Philosopher's Stone had assimilated a sophisticated instrument worth three billion in a short period of time and was now "infecting" everything around it at an alarming rate.
As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Fan's reaction out of the corner of his eye, his heart pounding in his throat, bracing himself for Lin Fan's wrath.
After all, picking up someone else's discarded dangerous items, messing with them, and then coming back to ask someone to clean up the mess—anyone would be furious in that situation.
However, Lin Fan's reaction after hearing this completely stunned him.
There was no anger, no surprise, not even a ripple of emotion.
On his face, however, was a knowing look of "I knew this would happen."
"Oh, so that's what it is."
Lin Fan pursed his lips, his flat tone as if he were talking about the neighbor's kid breaking a window.
"I told you, that thing is alive, you have to feed it."
"What's wrong with you guys? You just locked it in a dark room. Isn't it hungry?"
"If you're hungry, you have to find something to eat yourself, right?"
"And you just happened to give it that most expensive and most powerful 'quantum observatory' that you have nearby as dessert. Doesn't that make perfect sense?"
Lin Fan's words were full of the principles of "simple animal husbandry," delivered in his calm tone.
This left Li Zhenguo, who was kneeling on the ground, completely bewildered.
Even the top experts on the helicopter, who heard this through the loudspeaker, felt as if their worldviews were being repeatedly rubbed into the ground.
Feed it...feed it?
Hungry...hungry?
Is the logic sound?
A terrifying taboo that could overturn the materialist worldview and was defined by them as a "conceptual source of pollution".
In Mr. Lin's words.
It turns out... it's just a pet that needs to be fed on time?
The style is so distorted, it's like Van Gogh's Starry Night has been turned into a child's sketch!
"Then...then, sir..." Li Zhenguo cautiously raised his head, his eyes filled with pleading and a last glimmer of hope, "What...what should we do now? It keeps eating! Our 'space stabilization anchor' won't last much longer either!"
"What to do?" Lin Fan rolled his eyes at him. "Just deal with it."
"You made this mess, so you have to clean it up yourself."
He had no interest in cleaning up the messes of these self-righteous mortals.
One sentence plunged Li Zhenguo into an icy abyss!
Finished!
The gentleman is really angry!
He's abandoned us!
The thought of that terrifying stone that kept "multiplying" and the world-ending consequences it might bring caused Li Zhenguo's face to drain of color instantly, leaving only a deathly ashen face.
He knew that if Mr. Lin really stood by and did nothing, then everything would be over!
With a heavy heart, he no longer cared about dignity or face.
"Bang!"
He slammed his forehead against the bluestone slab, making a dull thud.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
one more time.
It was incredibly real and incredibly forceful; in the blink of an eye, his forehead was a bloody mess.
"Sir! I beg you! For the sake of us fellow Chinese! For the sake of the millions of innocent people! Please save us this once!"
"I, Li Zhenguo, swear to God! As long as you're willing to help, from now on, if you tell us to go east, we'll never go west! If you want my life, I won't even flinch!"
Li Zhenguo wept uncontrollably, his resolute and tragic determination to sacrifice everything for the country and the people moving Fang Qingxue and the others standing nearby.
Lin Fan looked at Li Zhenguo, who was kneeling on the ground, his head bleeding from the kowtow, and listened to his roar.
His previously impatient expression softened slightly.
He's the kind of person who responds better to gentle persuasion than force.
If Li Zhenguo dares to use any grand principles to pressure him, he guarantees he'll pack the man and the plane up and throw them out of the solar system in the next second.
But now, they're kneeling down and begging you, lowering their stance so much.
If he remains unmoved, he would seem rather heartless.
After all, if something really serious were to happen, his leisurely retirement life would be in jeopardy.
"Alright, alright, stop kowtowing."
Lin Fan sighed and finally stood up from the rocking chair.
"If you keep banging on them, you'll ruin these gold bricks left over from the previous dynasty. These things are very valuable."
He walked up to Li Zhenguo, reached out and lifted him up from the ground, as if he were picking up a chick.
"Since you're so sincere, I'll help you out this time."
Upon hearing this, Li Zhenguo trembled and then burst into tears of joy!
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"
"Don't thank me yet." Lin Fan waved his hand, a playful smile curving his lips.
"Let me make this clear from the start: my services aren't free."
"I also charge a 'processing fee' for helping you dispose of this junk."