I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 816 The 28th and 29th of the Year (The End)
Many people don't want to enter Wen Yan's house, especially those inhuman beings, and the more powerful they are, the more they avoid them.

Of course, this definitely does not include the ancestor of war.

When Bingzu arrived at Wen Yan's house, he immediately noticed that Wen Yan's family was worshipping some kind of powerful figure.

Having heard that Old Zhu was here, and after roughly understanding the legend of starting with a bowl, he personally came down to offer Old Zhu three sticks of incense.

As for the other people in the basement, even his aunt's memorial tablet, Bingzu only said, "Not bad, what a pity."

Finally, he looked at the nameless memorial tablet for a few more moments, said nothing, and followed Wen Yan back to the ground.

Our ancestors had already spent their time working hard, and after another six months of working hard in the wilderness, they just wanted to enjoy life.

Wen Yan's family members are generally quite afraid of Bing Zu, and even Hui Bu would avoid him.

After Bingzu arrived, the gray cloth would bubble only when he was eating; otherwise, he was nowhere to be seen.

The little zombie was the only one who wasn't afraid of the Soldier Ancestor and even loved listening to him tell stories and boast about the past.

In return, besides cola, the little zombie could only share the cartoons he liked with Bingzu and sit on the sofa with Bingzu to watch TV.

Wen Yan, along with the housekeeper and Xiao Huomiao, were busy in the kitchen.

I've always enjoyed cooking, and now that I have more free time, plus after a complete transformation that has enhanced my culinary skills, my enthusiasm for cooking is naturally growing.

When Wen Yan came out with a plate of food, she saw a sparrow with airplane ears lying on the sofa armrest, looking terrified, but still acting like the ultimate troll.

"I am not a sparrow."

"Then you're a cat?"

"No, I am not a cat, I am a sparrow."

After a few exchanges, even the ancestor of war inexplicably felt a slight urge to slap a sparrow.

But seeing the sparrow's increasingly timid expression, yet its mouth still wouldn't stop chattering, even Bingzu couldn't help but sigh to Wenyan.

"It's really remarkable that your sparrow cat hasn't completely gone extinct yet."

"A silly cat has a silly luck. What's the point of arguing with him? He's the one who buys all the Coke in the house."

Wen Yan pointed to the corner of the wall, where several cases of Coke were placed.

He glanced at the sparrow, picked it up, and made it squat at the kitchen door to taste the dishes.

To date, I haven't heard of any other sparrows.

Wen Yan was absolutely certain that her cat had survived because of its incredibly absurd regenerative abilities. Otherwise, given the cat's argumentative nature, its fiery temper would have killed it long ago.

Bingzu glanced at the corner of the wall, too lazy to argue with a silly cat, especially since the silly cat was quite generous.

Before he even arrived, Silly Cat had already prepared the drinks; the new freezer had just been delivered.

When they ate together, Bingzu was not particular about food. He ate everything, had no dietary restrictions, and didn't have high requirements for taste. He just wanted to taste it.

Wen Yan only brought it up when they had almost finished eating.

"Master Bing, there's a nice house next door. Why don't you stay there for now?"

"No, after the New Year, I'm going to go out and travel. I've been back for so long, and I haven't had a proper chance to explore China yet."

I want to go for a walk and see the sights, and maybe visit some old friends while I'm at it.

It's a rare recovery; it would be a shame not to go and see it.

Wen Yan didn't force Bing Zu to stay, but simply said...

"Okay, whatever you like."

However, the house next door is reserved for you as a place to stay. You can come back and rest whenever you have free time.

Everything is so convenient now; you can travel across the entire country and arrive on the same day by plane.

When your ID card arrives, take it and just experience life like an ordinary person.

According to Bingzu's arrangement, the Lieyang Division will not interfere in anything.

After his revival, this big shot went to the Great Wilderness to seize the fortune of Shenzhou. He worked tirelessly for half a year without rest. After finishing his work, he wanted to enjoy the leisurely life of his ancestors.

If that's the case, and someone still dares to utter a single word, without even needing to say anything polite, the headquarters chief will personally take action and knock their head off.

Holidays are always happy, even if you just lie down and do nothing, and sleep until your back aches, it's still better than being so tired that your back aches.

In China, preparations for the Spring Festival are underway, and the Spring Festival travel rush is still incredibly crowded.

With the progress of spiritual energy recovery, the increase in the number of martial artists, and the growth of core members, the shortage of manpower in the Lieyang Division has been somewhat alleviated.

During holidays like these, the Lieyang Department cannot take time off; they can only take turns resting after the New Year.

Wen Yan started preparing things so early, and the house was already bustling with activity. In fact, it was all about getting ready for the family to celebrate the New Year together.

If something unexpected happens on New Year's Eve, he can't just pretend he doesn't know.

If something is not resolved at the end of the year or the beginning of the new year, you will feel uncomfortable for the next two years.

So starting from the Little New Year, Wen Yan cooked every day for the next few days, keeping herself busy.

After the silly son learned to walk, he started coming over to visit whenever he had free time, and then being held by the little zombie while watching TV together.

Actually, the little guy just listens to the sounds as background noise; he's really just coming over to see if he can get some free food and drinks.

I'm happy to have some food, even just a taste of sweet water on my chopsticks. Of course, it would be even better if I had a soul to eat with.

If his father could take out the thing his second uncle brought back and let him eat it, then that would truly be New Year's Day.

Unfortunately, Wen Yan put the thing away immediately.

For safety, it was even inlaid with gold, carefully stored away, and carried with it at all times.

The silly son isn't in a hurry. He's already learned to restrain himself. He wants it all, but not necessarily all of it right now.

Anyway, only he can eat it; even if his father has good teeth, he can't eat it.

Eat it if they give it to me, otherwise forget about it.

My happy, silly son has grown up happier and happier ever since he started to learn self-control and how to share.

Both Wen Yan and Pei Tugou grew increasingly fond of their silly son.

On the 28th day of the Lunar New Year, the whole family gathered together for a reunion dinner.

Most of the neighbors no longer live here.

The old Celestial Master returned to the Celestial Master's Mansion. He was still alive. At the beginning of the year, when the ancestral worship was held, no one in the Celestial Master's Mansion dared to stand at the very front.

The goddess Luo was awkwardly taken away by the river god, who was a bit mentally unstable.

The fried chicken shop was closed, so Lao Wang went to reunite with his family. Wen Yan then invited Fatty Fox and the other guy over to celebrate the New Year together.

Gauss, who was at work during the day, finished inspecting his territory and comforting the patients. After returning, he was lured by Pei Tugou with several rare skulls and invited to come and celebrate the New Year together.

This year there's no Lunar New Year's Eve, only the 29th, so Wenyan decided to get together a day early and have a proper get-together. We can talk about it tomorrow if something comes up.

In any case, according to Wenyan's experience, the more you want to relax during a holiday, the less likely you are to actually relax.

At the dinner table, most of the time everyone ate their own food, except for a very few dishes that Wen Yan made herself that everyone could eat.

The little zombie has a steamed bun in one hand and a tomato in the other.

The sparrow sat with its silly son, both grinning foolishly.

Using the excuse that it wasn't New Year's Day, Huibu lured over Luoshen's ribbons and shared them with her to absorb yang energy.

The small flame swallowed the whole bun, stretching it into a plump bun, and slowly digested it.

The ghostly warhorse buried its head in a basin of special edition banknotes, eating them with steamed buns, its mouth twisted in a grin.

The skeleton dog swallowed two steamed buns in one gulp, then grabbed a bone that Pei the butcher had brought back, even bigger than the skeleton dog, and gnawed on it fiercely. Dao Ge ate dried poisonous insects, and the chicken's comb seemed to be burning, shimmering with iridescent light—clearly highly poisonous.

The butler, however, ate with elegance, kept his eyes and ears open, and would occasionally stand up to look after the other little ones.

Inside the underground beehive, the north-facing altars were laden with various offerings.

The incense smoke curled upwards, seemingly circling around the ancestral tablets, as if the important figures here were enjoying a meal and celebrating the New Year together.

In other places, all sorts of strange things began to appear.

The fortune stolen from the Great Wilderness is unlikely to be all good. Even if it is good, its effects may not be entirely positive once they spread.

Some people, some things, and some demons have all begun a new round of transformation and evolution.

At high-traffic areas like train stations and airports, black boxes are also being used to identify key risk factors with the support of computing power.

News reports have finally begun to announce that China has deployed a new generation of complete satellite network around the moon, encompassing all the necessary satellites, and that the first phase of construction of the Guanghan base will begin next year.

Meanwhile, Robin, who is not even from the Shenzhou era, is also in the midst of a great deal of activity. It's unknown whether, when the definition is redefined in the future, this moment will be defined as the Robin Civil War.

Inside the headquarters of the Blazing Sun Division, the commander-in-chief stood on the command platform with a grim face, looking at the scene in the hall.

At this time of year, they have to be extra careful than usual.

But there are also advantages; most things will be easier to manage in the next few days.

Using the phrase "During the Lunar New Year" as an opening line, as long as the core issue is identified, the success rate of dealing with ghostly matters is much higher than usual.

Even martial artists and professionals don't want to watch the Spring Festival Gala through iron bars during the Lunar New Year.

The headquarters chief's appearance and presence here are to stabilize morale and let all field and office staff know that their superiors are working overtime with them.

Even though everyone at headquarters knows that when it comes to working overtime, no one can beat their headquarters manager.

None of them could endure the transition to become the chief minister of cultivators.

Knowing something and seeing it are two different things in terms of feeling.

With the 29th approaching, the headquarters chief returned to the command room at the back, picked up the phone, and called Wen Yan.

"Hey Wenyan, Happy New Year! Please give my greetings to your family and also to Bingzu."

"It's nothing, just saying hello."

"Okay, I'm still at headquarters. I'll contact you if I need anything."

The headquarters director personally called and chatted with Wen Yan for a while before hanging up the phone with peace of mind.

Then, the headquarters chief looked at the screen next to him and saw an expectant emoji appear on the screen. He smiled and waved.

"Black Box, Happy New Year to you too."

"Happy New Year, General Manager! Where's the red envelope?"

"Uh, you want a red envelope too?"

"According to custom, elders should give red envelopes to younger relatives. Isn't that normal? I'm only one year old, not counting my pregnancy period."

"Okay, I'll send you a red envelope, but you're still too young, so I'll keep it for you."

"..."

The black box was shocking.

"Chief, Mr. Wen said the same thing to his son before."

"Haha, just kidding. Remember the three newly built supercomputing centers? One of them is actually for you."

"Thank you, sir, you are very generous."

"No, it's not that I'm being generous. This is a new home that China has given you. Every penny spent this time came from taxes. It's a new home that the people of China have given you."

As we were talking, the clock struck midnight, and we officially entered the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, which is this year's Lunar New Year's Eve.

Then the Lieyang Division officially entered the last and busiest day of the year.

There are so many things to do at this time of year.

On the streets of the north, the phantom of a strange beast gradually transformed from the hazy mist into a clear shadow.

Just then, an old blue and white Volkswagen Santana drove by from the next street.

The blurry phantom gradually changed from clear to blurry, and finally disappeared completely.

Before long, the old police car arrived at the police station. When the officers went inside, they saw a local veteran sitting there with a cloth bag in his hand.

"It's you again, causing trouble again? You caused trouble on New Year's Eve last year, and now that you've just turned 30 this year, you're back again."

"Officer, I didn't cause any trouble this time. I'm just bringing you something. I ate your dumplings last year, so I'm returning the favor this year."

As he spoke, the seasoned veteran took out a thermos, two cloves of garlic, a small bottle of vinegar, and a small cup of chili oil.

The seasoned veteran put down the items and hurriedly left, as if afraid the other party wouldn't accept them.

The officer sat down, opened the lid, and steam billowed out, clearly indicating that it had just been cooked not long ago.

He smiled, called over his colleagues who were on duty with him, and they ate together.

I don't know why, but eating these very ordinary and common foods today gave me an extra sense of satisfaction.

It's like being hungry for a long time and finally getting a satisfying meal.

At the same time, across the entire land of China, eight million points of light lit up from a unique perspective.

"Nian" marks the start of the annual mealtime.

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the Blazing Sun Department, the strange object numbered 007, the Doomsday Computer, finally began to undergo new changes.

"The world boss, the Seven Yin King, is about to descend upon the Great Wilderness."

3:0:0:0

The screen on the computer flickered, and the words "Seven Yin King" changed to "Visitor from Beyond the Realm".

Soon, the headquarters director arrived at the scene. Seeing the new changes, he was already prepared.

When Bingzu went out to cause trouble, everything was normal. Now that Bingzu has stopped, his era as the world boss is over, and it's time to start the next one.

Seeing that the name and arrival location were displayed directly, and that the countdown started from three days, the headquarters chief breathed a slight sigh of relief.

This means that it won't be too outrageous.

If it were like the Soul-Devouring Beast back then, giving a warning well in advance, that would be a big problem.

Now that we know the name, let's take out the unusual pen and paper as usual and start recording things.

The headquarters director also contacted Wen Yan at the same time to tell him about this.

"The Visitor from Beyond the Realm (formerly known as: King Seven Yin)"

"Having given up everything, the extraterrestrial visitor who survived only had his consciousness left..."

While the headquarters chief was on the phone with Wen Yan, he also had the black box simultaneously transmit the written record to Wen Yan.

The headquarters chief had only read a few words when he saw the person writing stop, and the words that had been written were slowly disappearing.

This time, the paper didn't spontaneously combust; instead, the writing disappeared while the paper itself remained intact. According to the previous experimental records of the Lieyang Division, this indicates a loss of information.

"Uh, Wenyan, it seems we don't need you anymore. Those messages have disappeared from our world. I've already forgotten what the name was. The new world boss seems to have... run away?"

(Finish)

(End of this chapter)