Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

Witnessed by the entire audience, Luo Huajun once again raised the trophy in his hand and made a promise loudly: "Whether I am rich or poor, healthy or sick, I will never leave my wife, and will always protect her and cherish her!" His voice echoed over the venue, moving everyone.

Applause surged like a tide, and Luo Huajun and Yu'er hugged each other tightly. At this moment, they seemed to have returned to the spring of their youth, when they had made a beautiful wish together. Now, although they have experienced wind and rain and ups and downs, they have finally found each other's happiness.

This unprecedented love story at the sports meeting quickly spread throughout Kyoto. People were moved by the sincere feelings of Luo Huajun and Yu'er, and admired their strength and courage. Beilang University became famous and became a good story among people.

In this sports event, the sponsors also made a lot of money. They said that this event not only made them a lot of profit, but also made them see people's love and pursuit of sports. They said they would continue to support the development of sports and bring health and happiness to more people.

As for those who lost the game, although they were denounced and cursed by the people, Lin Xiaofeng had already prepared for them. Based on his experience in his previous life, he prepared temporary names and identities for those athletes who might be under pressure from public opinion. In this way, even if they were criticized and blamed, it would not affect their normal lives.

This sports meeting is not only a sports feast, but also an emotional feast. It allows people to see the brilliance and beauty of human nature, and also makes people cherish the happiness and love around them more. The story of Luo Huajun and Yu'er has become an eternal legend in people's hearts.

The three-day sports meeting was like a splendid painting, slowly unfolding and slowly closing on the land of Jingjiang. The sun poured down, and the golden light filled the entire venue, as if even time had stopped. The officials were dressed in gorgeous clothes, and the foreign envoys brought their own unique exotic customs. They were all immersed in this unprecedented sports event.

The venue was bustling with people and laughter. The athletes moved swiftly across the field, and every sprint and every jump drew cheers. The audience either watched the field nervously or applauded and cheered enthusiastically, and everyone's face was filled with joy and excitement.

In this joyful atmosphere, Lin Xiaofeng stood quietly aside, his eyes swept across every corner, his heart filled with satisfaction and pride. He knew that this sports meeting was not only a feast of sports, but also a great opportunity for Jingjiang to show its strength and style to the outside world.

Lin Xiaofeng put a lot of effort into this sports meeting. He personally planned and organized it, striving for perfection from the layout of the venue to the setting of the competition items. He also spent a huge amount of money to buy various competition equipment and souvenirs to express Jingjiang's welcome and respect for the diplomatic corps of various countries.

On the last day of the Games, when the last event was over, the entire venue was in an uproar. All officials stood up and applauded, and foreign envoys praised the Games. Everyone seemed to have forgotten the passage of time and was immersed in the joy of this sports event.

However, happy times are always short-lived. With the end of the sports meeting, the fleet began to make intensive preparations for the voyage. Lin Xiaofeng knew that this voyage was not just a simple voyage, but also an important opportunity for Jingjiang to communicate with other countries. Therefore, he personally supervised the fleet's preparations to ensure that everything was foolproof.

On the day when the fleet set sail, Sishui Port was decorated with great excitement. Colorful flags fluttered, gongs and drums were beating, and people came to see them off. Lin Xiaofeng stood by the port, looking at the fleet about to set off, his heart full of emotion. He knew that this voyage was of great significance to Jingjiang, and he had to come to see them off in person.

At the port, diplomatic missions from various countries have boarded the ship one after another. They exchanged greetings and expressed their reluctance and gratitude. Looking at all this, Lin Xiaofeng felt a warm current in his heart. He knew that these foreign diplomatic missions had deeply fallen in love with this land and its people during their stay in Jingjiang.

Dogtail Grass was also standing beside Lin Xiaofeng. He was wearing a brand new military officer uniform, looking particularly handsome. Lin Xiaofeng looked at him and couldn't help but think of the scene when they first met. At that time, Dogtail Grass was thin and small, and looked malnourished. Now he has grown into a formal court official, and only he knows the hardships and efforts involved.

Lin Xiaofeng patted Gouweicao'er's shoulder and said, "Not bad, not bad. This dress suits you very well. When I first saw you, you were so thin and small. Now you are an official appointed by the court. It's not easy." Gouweicao'er smiled and said, "Thanks to my cultivation and support, big brother, I have achieved what I have today."

As the two were talking, Gouweicao suddenly frowned and asked in confusion, "Brother, can we trust Father Jesus?" Lin Xiaofeng raised his head and looked at the deep sea in the distance. He pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "The human heart is really unfathomable, especially those blond and blue-eyed foreigners."

He paused and continued, "But the priest has been in Jingjiang for quite a while this time and he should have seen the local conditions and customs here. When we take him out to sea, you should slowly explain Jingjiang's philosophy to him. Remember to be gentle and patient and don't force it all at once. You should use emotion to move him and let him accept our ideas sincerely. I believe he will be a good partner in the future and can help Jingjiang a lot."

Dogtail Grass nodded seriously to show that he understood. At this time, the sea breeze blew on the sleeves of the two people, bringing bursts of salty and wet sea water. Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath of the sea breeze and felt that his mind was much more open. He knew that this trip to the sea was an important opportunity and a huge challenge for Jingjiang. But he was confident that with everyone's joint efforts, they would be able to overcome all difficulties and achieve complete success.

In the golden afterglow of the setting sun, Dogtail Grass stood by the Sishui Port, the sea breeze ruffled his black hair, making him look more immature and nervous. He reached out and touched his head, as if looking for a trace of courage, with a little bit of unconfidence in his voice: "Brother, do you think we can succeed?"

Lin Xiaofeng turned around, his eyes were deep and firm, as if he could see through people's hearts. He smiled slightly, revealing a calmness and confidence, as if everything was under his control. He whispered, "I'm about 80% sure." Although his voice was light, it was as firm as a rock, giving people an unshakable sense of trust.

He paused and continued, "Actually, I don't have much faith in the priest. I believe in the influence of Jingjiang and Yangqu. Once a person has seen better things, it is difficult for him to be interested in those old and dilapidated things." His words revealed a kind of wisdom and insight, as if he could see through the desires and pursuits of people's hearts.

Lin Xiaofeng was tall, with a resolute face, and his gorgeous clothes made him look even more dignified. He stood there like a mountain, giving people a sense of reliability and solidity. There was a gleam in his eyes, which was an expectation for the future and a desire for success.

After hearing this, Gouweicaoer looked a little complicated. He lowered his head and looked at his toes, as if he was thinking about something. He muttered in a low voice: "I always feel uneasy about cooperating with those foreigners from the church." His voice revealed a kind of worry and uneasiness, as if he was full of uncertainty about the future.

After hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng chuckled. He walked over to Gouweicaoer and patted him on the shoulder, as if giving him strength and courage. He comforted him softly, "In the future, we will have many opportunities to deal with foreigners, even in the court. But sometimes, in order to get things done, you have to learn to endure this discomfort. If you do everything according to your own temper, you will not be able to accomplish anything."

His words revealed a kind of wisdom and depth, as if he could see through the weaknesses and shortcomings of people's hearts. His words were like a warm current, warming the heart of Gouweicaoer, making him feel an unprecedented sense of security and trust.

Dogtail Grass raised his head and looked at Lin Xiaofeng's determined eyes. His worries and uneasiness seemed to have dissipated a lot. He nodded thoughtfully and said, "I understand, brother." His voice was full of firmness and determination, as if he was ready to face the future.

The two stood by the Sishui Port, looking at the fleet going away, their hearts full of expectation and longing. Lin Xiaofeng knew that this voyage was not just a simple voyage, but also an important opportunity for Jingjiang to communicate with foreign countries. He believed that under the influence of Jingjiang and Yangqu, this cooperation would surely be successful.

And Dogtail Grass also understood what Lin Xiaofeng said. He knew that the road ahead was still long and he needed to keep working hard and struggling. But he also believed that as long as they were united and moved forward courageously, nothing could stop them from moving forward.

As night fell, the lights on Sishui Port gradually lit up. Lin Xiaofeng and Gouweicaoer stood side by side at the port, looking at the vast sea and the starry night sky, their hearts full of expectations and longings for the future. They knew that a new journey had begun, and they would work together to create brilliance.

The sun shines through the sparse clouds, dappling the streets of Kyoto. The cherry trees on both sides of the street are in full bloom, and the pink petals dance in the wind, like snow and clouds, embellishing the entire city like a poem. In this picturesque scenery, two men are standing in front of a teahouse, talking in low voices.

One of them was Lin Xiaofeng. He was wearing the uniform of the Jinyiwei, with a long sword on his waist. He looked dignified and heroic. His eyes were deep, as if he could see through people's hearts, and the smile on his lips gave people a sense of intimacy. The one he was talking to was Gouweicaoer, a tall, dark-skinned man. He held a piece of Gouweicao in his hand and scratched his ears with it from time to time, looking quite unruly. However, under this unruly appearance, he was deeply loyal to his country and friends.

When the two were chatting happily, suddenly, a figure rushed over quickly. The man was wearing coarse cloth, a bamboo hat, and his face was full of anxiety. He rushed to Lin Xiaofeng, knelt down with a plop, hugged Lin Xiaofeng's thighs tightly with both hands, and burst into tears.

"Lord Lin! Why do you want me to go out to sea again? I have already gone to sea last time, and I also bought a house in Kyoto, ready to settle down. Can you please send someone else? I beg you!" The man cried and wiped the tears from his face with his sleeves.

Lin Xiaofeng was startled by this sudden action. He looked down and found that it was his subordinate Kalemi. Kalemi's eyes were red and swollen, and his face was full of reluctance and grievance. His coarse cloth clothes were already soaked with sweat and stuck to his body, making him look miserable.

Lin Xiaofeng's face suddenly darkened. He frowned and stared at Kalemi with a sharp gaze. "Xiao Ka, this time it's your brother Cao'er who thinks highly of you and wants you to go out to sea again. Don't let him down. Let go!"

However, Kalemi seemed to have not heard anything. He still hugged Lin Xiaofeng's thighs tightly and refused to let go. He raised his head, looked at Lin Xiaofeng with his tearful eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Master Lin, I really don't want to go to sea anymore. I have bought a house in Kyoto and I am ready to settle down and live a stable life. Can you understand me and go with someone else?"

Lin Xiaofeng sighed. He knew Kalemi's character. Once she made up her mind about something, it would be hard for her to change it. But he also understood that this mission was very important and required a reliable person. He looked at Kalemi, then at the dogtail grass beside him, and couldn't help but hesitate.

Seeing this, Dogtail Grass came forward and pulled Kalemi away from Lin Xiaofeng. He glared at Kalemi and said unhappily, "Xiao Ka, what's your attitude? Brother Cao'er thinks highly of you and lets you go out to sea again. He thinks highly of you. Don't be ungrateful!"

Kalemi was pulled by Gouweicao'er and immediately lost his balance. He staggered a few steps before he could stand firm. He raised his head and looked at Gouweicao'er's serious face, and his heart trembled. He knew that he had annoyed this elder brother who usually took good care of him, so he quickly turned around and hugged Gouweicao'er's thigh, "Brother Cao'er, please be kind and let someone else go. Aren't Kalemi and Eric still here?"

Hearing this, Gouweicao'er's face suddenly became even uglier. He kicked Kalemi away and said coldly, "I chose you because you are capable. Although Kalemi and Eric are also good fighters, they are not as experienced as you. This mission is very important. We need an experienced person who can handle things on his own. If you keep making excuses, don't blame me for being rude!"

Kalemi stumbled after being kicked by the dogtail grass and fell to the ground. He struggled to get up, his face full of fear and anxiety. He knew he couldn't refuse this time, so he could only accept this reality helplessly. He walked in front of Lin Xiaofeng and bowed deeply, "Master Lin, I... I am willing to go to sea."

Lin Xiaofeng looked at Kalemi's lonely back and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He knew that Kalemi was a man of love and righteousness, but this mission really required him to step forward. He turned to Gouweicaoer and said, "Can this guy really take on the important task? He doesn't seem very reliable."

Dogtail Grass smiled and patted Lin Xiaofeng on the shoulder. "Don't worry, Master Lin. Although he looks lazy, he is actually very hardworking and smart. We have always had a good understanding of each other. I believe that he will be able to complete the mission of this voyage very well if it is given to him."

After listening to this, Lin Xiaofeng nodded in agreement. He looked at Kalemi's back as she walked away, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. He knew that this voyage would be a huge challenge and test for Kalemi. But he also believed that as long as Kalemi could overcome his inner fear and anxiety, he would definitely become a true hero.

The sun shines on the streets of Kyoto, and the golden light interweaves with the pink of cherry blossoms, forming a beautiful picture. Kalemi's figure gradually moves away in this picture, and finally disappears at the end of the street.

Lin Xiaofeng retracted his gaze, took a deep breath, turned around and said to Gouweicaoer: "Well, since you trust him so much, let him go. However, we still have to make full preparations to ensure that this voyage will go smoothly."

Dogtail Grass nodded, with a determined light in his eyes, "Don't worry, Lord Lin, I have arranged everything. We will definitely succeed in this voyage."

The two smiled at each other, and the tacit understanding between them needed no further words. They knew that no matter how many difficulties and challenges lay ahead, as long as they were united, nothing could stop them from moving forward.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was time to go out to sea. Lin Xiaofeng stood at the bow, watching Kalemi and his teammates board the ship and embark on this journey full of unknowns and dangers.

The sea breeze whistled and the sails rustled in the wind. Kalemi stood at the bow, looking out at the sea in the distance, feeling anxious and uneasy. He knew that this voyage would be an important test in his life and also a chance for him to become a true hero.

The ship slowly left the port and headed for the depths of the sea. Kalemi stood at the bow, feeling the cool breeze on his face, and a surge of ambition surged in his heart. He knew that this voyage would be an important experience in his life and the beginning of his becoming a real man.

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A few days later, the first rays of sunshine in the morning fell on the sparkling sea, and the fleet set sail. The white sails swayed gently in the breeze, like white flowers blooming on the blue sea. As the ships slowly left the port, the people living on this land gradually returned to their peaceful daily lives.

The construction site of Beilang University was a busy scene. Workers were sweating profusely, and the sound of hammers hitting rails was like playing an exciting symphony. Crown Prince Li Jing came to supervise and manage in person. He was dressed in a plain robe and a jade crown, and his temperament was elegant and majestic. He stopped to observe and communicated with engineers from time to time to ensure that the quality and progress of the project could reach the best state.

At the same time, Aijing Primary School has also returned to its former joy and laughter. The children are running happily on the playground, their innocent smiles are as bright as the sun, and their laughter rises and falls, merging into a sea of ​​joy. Their laughter seems to have a magical power that can dispel all the haze and make people feel particularly happy.

At this time, Lin Xiaofeng was standing on the podium of the Northern Dali Temple, explaining the prisoner's dilemma and some criminal cases on the Internet in his previous life to his officials. He was wearing a green robe, with an exquisite jade sword on his waist, and a heroic spirit between his eyebrows. His voice was low and magnetic, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of the officials. He hoped that through these cases, he could help everyone improve the case handling process and improve the overall case handling level. Whenever he talked about something exciting, he always aroused applause from the officials.

However, just as he was speaking with great interest, a clerk rushed in. He shouted breathlessly: "Master Lin, the prince summons you!" His voice broke the silence of the classroom, and everyone's eyes were cast on him.

Lin Xiaofeng stopped explaining and asked in confusion, "What happened?" The clerk swallowed and replied hastily, "The rails... the rails were stolen! The prince asks you to go over quickly and help catch the thieves."

"What?!" Lin Xiaofeng got angry when he heard it, and his face turned livid in an instant. He stood up suddenly, and swept his eyes across the officials present, and ordered loudly: "Quick! Send someone to find the traces of those thieves, I will go to North Corridor University immediately!" His voice was as shocking as thunder, shaking the entire hall.

The officials looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, a young official raised his hand and asked, "Um... Lord Lin, what does the rail look like?" Lin Xiaofeng glared at him and said in a deep voice, "It's like an iron bar as thick as an arm, more than half a meter long, and weighs 150 to 160 kilograms. Go find it quickly and make sure to arrest the thief!" His voice was full of majesty and unquestionable power.

The Jinyiwei responded in unison: "Yes!" Then they set off on horseback to look for the thieves who dared to steal the rails. Lin Xiaofeng, on his own, rode as fast as he could to Beilang University. He felt extremely heavy-hearted because he knew that this incident was of great importance. It not only affected the progress of railway construction, but also the reputation and security of the country.

When he arrived at North Corridor University, he saw the construction site in a mess. The neatly arranged rails were thrown aside at random, some were broken, and some were twisted, as if they had experienced a cruel war. Li Dexian stood aside, watching all this with a serious expression. When he saw Lin Xiaofeng coming, he immediately went to greet him and said in a deep voice: "Old Lin, you have to send more people to patrol here in the future. If the rails are damaged, it will be troublesome to repair them."

Lin Xiaofeng nodded, his eyes coldly sweeping over the tied up thieves. They all looked honest, but at this moment they were trembling with fear. Their faces were full of fear and anxiety, as if they had anticipated their upcoming fate. Lin Xiaofeng widened his eyes and looked at them in disbelief - how did this group of rabble get together? They actually dared to steal the railroad tracks, how audacious!

The capital city was dimly lit at night, but in a corner of the city, five figures were huddled together, their faces terrified, like trapped sparrows, and they looked extremely panicked under the weak moonlight. Their clothes were tattered and their faces were covered with dust. They had obviously come from the distant countryside, with a desire and fantasy for the city, but they had never expected to fall into such a predicament.

Among the five, a fat thief was particularly eye-catching. His belly was round, like a cloth bag full of food, but now it was like a deflated ball, hanging limply. His face was covered with sweat, and his eyes were flashing with fear, as if he would collapse at any time.

Just as they were chattering and trying to excuse themselves, a tall figure slowly approached. The man was wearing the uniform of the Jinyiwei, and his steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to be stepping on everyone's heart. He walked in front of the fat thief, stopped, and his eyes were as cold and deep as the river water in the cold winter.

Lin Xiaofeng, the Jinyiwei official, was staring at the fat thief with his eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything. His eyes revealed an unquestionable majesty, as if saying: "You guys, do you still want to lie to me?"

The fat thief shivered at Lin Xiaofeng's look, as if he was drenched by the cold river water. He answered in a panic, his voice trembling: "Sir, we really didn't know that these were the things of the Jinyiwei. We saw these iron blocks on the ground and thought that they were unwanted by others, so we took them away. Who knew that these were actually the Jinyiwei's..."

Lin Xiaofeng listened to his explanation and frowned slightly, as if a dark cloud had passed through the clear sky. He said sternly: "Are you lying? Come, take them away and interrogate them separately. I want to know the truth in a cup of tea!"

Following Lin Xiaofeng's order, the surrounding Jinyiwei quickly took action. They pounced on their prey like cheetahs, with quick and decisive movements. Several thieves were escorted away one by one, their struggles and shouts echoing in the night sky, gradually fading away.

Li Dexian stood aside, watching this scene, and sighed. His face was covered with wrinkles, each of which seemed to record the vicissitudes of life. He shook his head and said slowly: "Old Lin, this is not a long-term solution. How about we let the Beilang newspaper report that the thief who stole the rails will be arrested as a warning."

Lin Xiaofeng turned around and looked at Li Dexian. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, both gratitude for Li Dexian's proposal and worry about the future. He shook his head and said nothing, but his eyes showed his attitude.

Lin Xiaofeng knew that it couldn't be made public at this time. The train hasn't even come out yet. This matter has to wait until it is successfully demonstrated to people before people can feel at ease. He looked into the distance, his heart full of worries. If it is made public now, the discussion of the people and the opinions of the court may interfere, and the project may be stopped. Moreover, even if the project has been verified, new problems will definitely be encountered when it is actually implemented. If the train really has problems when it runs, such as derailment, boiler explosion, etc., it will be really troublesome.

Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner turmoil. He understood that as the person in charge of this project, he had a huge responsibility. He not only had to ensure the smooth progress of the project, but also had to be prepared to deal with various emergencies at any time.

He turned around and looked at Li Dexian's wrinkled face, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He knew that Li Dexian was his old friend and a staunch supporter of this project. They had experienced ups and downs together and worked hard for their ideals together. At this moment, they stood side by side, looking into the distance, as if looking for the direction of the future.

As the night deepened, everything around was immersed in silence. However, in this silence, there were countless variables and challenges. Lin Xiaofeng knew that he had to stay alert at all times to deal with the coming storm. He took a deep breath and turned to walk towards his residence. He knew that the road ahead was still long, and he had to be firm in his beliefs and move forward courageously.

The sun shines obliquely on the empty construction site, and the dust dances gently in the breeze, as if it is the breath of the earth. Lin Xiaofeng stands beside the railroad tracks, his eyes deep, as if he can penetrate the heavy steel and get to the story behind it. His face is resolute, and his eyebrows reveal an unyielding tenacity. In his previous life, he had taken countless trains, but he never thought that these seemingly indestructible rails would become the target of thieves.

He stared at the half-meter-long railroad track in front of him, his heart filled with helplessness and worry. The railroad track was heavy and cold, like the blood of the earth, connecting all directions. It carried the hopes and dreams of countless people, but in this remote construction site, it became the prey of thieves. Lin Xiaofeng sighed deeply, as if to spit out the depression in his heart.

He turned around and looked at Li Dexian who was standing not far away. Although this young prince was a member of the royal family, he was not arrogant at all. His brows revealed a calmness and wisdom that made people respect him. Lin Xiaofeng walked a few steps closer and said softly: "Your Highness, can the rails be made longer? For example, one rail is two meters long, so that it will be more difficult to steal."

Hearing this, Li Dexian frowned and fell into deep thought. He shook his head slowly and said, "No, Lao Lin. I have thought about this problem, but after repeated experiments, I found that half a meter long rails are most suitable for transportation and construction. If they are too long, not only will they be difficult to transport, but they will also be prone to problems during construction. In this way, the efficiency will be greatly reduced." His tone was full of helplessness and regret, as if he was also troubled by the dilemma of the rails.

The two looked at each other in silence, both thinking about their next countermeasures. At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence. The Jinyiwei ran over in a hurry, with a hint of excitement and pride on his face. His voice echoed in the empty field: "Your Highness, my Lord, the interrogation has been completed. These people are habitual thieves in the capital, and they gathered here from all directions. They have set their sights on the railway tracks and are ready to take action. This is just the vanguard, and there may be more people behind."

Li Dexian asked curiously, "How come you, the Jinyiwei, can interrogate criminals so quickly?" The Jinyiwei puffed out his chest and replied, "Your Highness, today we used a new method taught by the adults to solve the case, called the prisoner's dilemma. Using this method, we can solve the case quickly." His tone revealed a sense of pride and complacency, as if he had thought of this method himself.

Lin Xiaofeng also came over curiously, wanting to hear a detailed explanation of the prisoner's dilemma. Seeing that both of them were interested, Jinyiwei explained in detail: "The so-called prisoner's dilemma is to separate the prisoners and use their mutual distrust to coerce and induce them. After we separated the prisoners, we chose the one who was most afraid of trouble and told him that if he didn't confess, he would be imprisoned for ten years and would have to eat the feces of other prisoners. Then I brought four piles of feces, and that guy confessed everything on the spot!"

Hearing this, Li Dexian's face changed. He stared at the Jinyiwei with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe his ears. Lin Xiaofeng was also angry, and he said sternly: "I taught you the prisoner's dilemma, how can you change it! This is simply a shame for the Jinyiwei! In public, you must pay attention to your identity! Don't think that you can break the rules just because you are from Yangqu County!"

His voice was like an ice knife in the cold wind, cold and sharp. The Jinyiwei lowered his head after being scolded, like a child who had done something wrong. He responded with grievance and said nothing more. Lin Xiaofeng looked at him, and the anger in his heart gradually subsided. He knew that although this method was a bit disgusting, it was indeed very effective. In this world, sometimes some special means are needed to solve problems.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Lin Xiaofeng stood in the center of the camp, his figure stretched out like a firm barrier. His face was resolute, and his eyes flashed with wisdom and decisiveness. His fingers tapped the table lightly, making a crisp sound, as if he was playing a silent piece of music.

"There's no need to detain these people," he said slowly, his voice full of unquestionable authority. "Since they are habitual thieves, let them go back to the capital and let them blend in with the group of thieves. Anyone who dares to steal the railroad tracks in the future will be arrested immediately." His voice was firm and powerful, as unshakable as a mountain, like an insurmountable chasm that completely separated those villains from the path of justice.

The Jinyiwei stood behind him and immediately followed the order after hearing it. Their uniform movements were like a well-trained army. They did not say anything else, but used their actions to express their respect and obedience to Lin Xiaofeng.

Li Dexian looked at Lin Xiaofeng with a playful smile on his face. He joked, "Old Lin, you are really good at playing with shit." He tried to ease the awkward atmosphere in this way, but Lin Xiaofeng was not shaken by his joke. He smiled faintly and changed the subject.

"Your Highness, stop joking." Lin Xiaofeng's voice was calm and firm. "After the railway is built, I will arrange patrols and sentries to protect it. And when the railway is cast, numbers will be printed on it to facilitate future tracing." His words were full of determination and confidence, as if everything was under his control.

Li Dexian looked at Lin Xiaofeng, with a trace of worry in his eyes. He knew that building a railway was a difficult task, and the railway was so long that it would not be easy to guard it in the future. He asked worriedly: "The railway is so long, it will not be easy to guard it in the future. What if someone outside steals? A rail is worth a lot of money."

Lin Xiaofeng nodded slightly. He understood that Li Dexian's worries were not groundless. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly had an idea, and a sly light flashed in his eyes. He raised his head, looked at Li Dexian and said, "I have an idea. Doesn't Yangqu County have industrial factories? We can build some new factories along the railway line and let the factory buildings guard a certain section of the railway."

Li Dexian was immediately delighted when he heard this. He patted Lin Xiaofeng on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Yes! After the railway is built, the land along the line will definitely make a lot of money! We have to go to the brokerage to buy the land!" Then he pulled Lin Xiaofeng away.

But Lin Xiaofeng didn't move at all. He looked at Li Dexian calmly, as if everything was within his expectations. Li Dexian looked up in confusion, and seeing Lin Xiaofeng's calm expression, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you? Don't you want to make money?"

Lin Xiaofeng smiled, his smile was full of confidence and calmness. He said, "Your Highness, whatever piece of land you want, just come to me and buy it." His voice was calm and confident, as if everything was under his control.

Li Dexian was stunned for a moment, then jumped up and said, "You had thought of it a long time ago? Why didn't you take me with you? That's really not nice!" There was a hint of dissatisfaction and complaint on his face, but his eyes flashed with admiration and trust for Lin Xiaofeng.

Lin Xiaofeng looked at Li Dexian, his eyes full of intimacy and casualness. He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter who buys it, right? It will save you some trouble if you ask me to buy it." His voice was full of intimacy and casualness, as if it was not a big deal.

Li Dexian also laughed and nodded in agreement. He knew that Lin Xiaofeng always had his own ideas and plans, and he was always willing to believe and support him. The two smiled at each other, as if all the difficulties and challenges became insignificant at this moment.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the two people, stretching their shadows out. They stood in the middle of the camp, looking at the railway being built in the distance, their hearts full of expectations and longings. They knew that this railway would change the fate of the entire country and would also bring more opportunities and challenges to their future.

"If you want to keep it secret, how will you explain it to the court if they ask about it?" Li Dexian suddenly thought of a question and asked worriedly. Lin Xiaofeng sighed and said, "We can only start the construction as soon as possible. If the court is under pressure, we can try to delay it for a year or two to complete it as soon as possible." His voice was full of helplessness and determination, but more of a desire for success and a firm belief in the future.

They knew that building a railway was not an easy task, but they also believed that as long as they worked together, they would be able to successfully complete this great project. They stood in the center of the camp, looking at the railway being built in the distance, with full of expectations and longings in their hearts, as if they had seen the glory and prosperity of the future.

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On the vast sea, an old sailing ship was sailing alone, like a wandering star looking for a home in the vast universe. Father Jesus stood at the bow, his figure stretched out by the setting sun, projected on the undulating waves, like a quiet silhouette painting. His eyes were deep and firm, crossing the sparkling sea and gazing at the boundless sky.

In the sky, flocks of birds are like free spirits, they spread their wings and fly, their wings cut through the air, making a slight sound of breaking wind. Their figures draw elegant arcs in the sky, like poems of the sky, or like natural notes, composing a harmonious movement on the blue curtain.

The port in the distance looms in the mist, like a hazy ink painting, which makes people have endless reverie. The outline of the port is blurred and clear in the mist, like a dream, which makes people feel distant and within reach. The sea breeze gently blows across Jesus' face, carrying the salty smell and fresh breath of the sea water. His hair flutters gently in the wind, as if he has merged with the sea.

However, despite the tranquility and beauty of the scenery, Jesus' heart was full of confusion and anxiety. He had originally planned to go to Jingjiang to spread the doctrine and explore new areas of faith, but the reality was much more complicated than he had imagined. He recalled the moment he left his hometown, and his heart was full of expectations and longings for the future, but now, he felt unprecedented confusion and hesitation.

The church had been built, but the missionaries had dispersed. They were facing the threat of two powerful enemies. During his journey to Jingjiang, he saw many unprecedented sights and heard many new ideas. These experiences shook his faith and he even began to doubt his original intention. He stood at the bow, looking at the port in the distance, his heart full of contradictions and struggles.

Just when Jesus was feeling upset, a familiar and firm voice came from behind him: "Father, this time we should go directly to see the emperor and the bishop. If they are willing to negotiate, come to the port to find me at noon tomorrow, and I will gather the fleet again." It was Kalmi, his old friend and right-hand man, a loyal and brave man.

Jesus didn't look back, but asked calmly: "I have a question. Since the people of Jingjiang are not afraid of the church or Ferrero, why don't we send the fleet directly over, but send two of us first?" His voice was full of doubts and confusion.

Kalemi chuckled, walked to Jesus' side, stood side by side with him, and looked at the port in the distance. He looked at Jesus' tired but determined face, and his heart was full of respect and sympathy. He gently patted Jesus' shoulder and said, "This is what Lai Gong meant. He is for peace. There was a conflict between the Jingjiang fleet and the church before. If our fleet goes directly there, it may cause a conflict. He doesn't want to see bloodshed."

Kalemi's words were full of wisdom and decisiveness, and his words made Jesus feel at ease and trustful. He raised his head and looked into Kalemi's resolute and deep eyes, and a warm current surged in his heart. He knew that Kalemi was his friend and comrade-in-arms, and they would face future challenges and difficulties together.

Hearing the name "Lai Gong", Jesus' eyes flashed with respect. Lai Gong, also known as Gouweicaoer, was the leader of their operation, a man full of wisdom and decisiveness. His decisions were always convincing, even if sometimes difficult to understand. Jesus recalled Lai Gong's calm and deep eyes, and a surge of respect and admiration surged in his heart. He knew that Lai Gong was a true gentleman, and he must have noble blood and outstanding talents.

"Mr. Lai is such a gentleman, he must have noble blood," Jesus exclaimed. His voice was full of respect and admiration, as if he was talking about a hero in his heart.

Kalemi smiled and didn't respond. He knew that Lai Gong's identity was not simple, but this was also part of the secret of their operation. He patted Jesus on the shoulder and said, "Father, don't think too much. What we have to do now is to act according to Lai Gong's plan. I believe he will lead us to victory."

Kalemi's words made Jesus feel at ease and trustful. He raised his head and looked at the port in the distance, and a surge of courage and determination surged in his heart. He knew that no matter how many difficulties and challenges there would be in the future, he and Kalemi would face them together and overcome them together. They were friends, comrades-in-arms, and each other's most solid support.

During this long journey, the image of Lord Lai stood like a towering mountain in Jesus' heart. His knowledge and insights were like a vast ocean, deep and vast, which shocked and impressed Jesus, a young man from afar. Lord Lai was not only a leader, but also a wise man with extensive knowledge. Every decision he made was like a carefully crafted work of art, thoughtful and amazing.

Lai Gong was tall, with a resolute face and a pair of deep eyes that seemed to be able to see into people's hearts. His words and deeds revealed a calm temperament. Even in the face of great difficulties and challenges, he could always remain calm and composed. His voice was steady and powerful, and every word fell like a pearl in Jesus' heart, making him fall in love with him.

Under the leadership of Lai Gong, the fleet moved forward in an orderly manner like a well-trained army. Lai Gong controlled every detail just right, and his decisions always took into account the interests of everyone to the greatest extent. His way of treating people made people feel very kind, whether it was the crew on the ship or the residents on the shore, they could all feel his unique warmth and care.

However, under Lai Gong's seemingly gentle appearance, he hides a tenacious heart. He knows the purpose and importance of this trip, so every decision he makes is so well thought out and unquestionable. The reason why he chose to enter the port in a low-key manner is not just to avoid conflict, but also because he has a deeper plan in mind.

Flob, this name is of great significance to Lai Gong. He knew that Flob was still in Ferrero, which was both a challenge and an opportunity for him. He wanted to use this secret line to obtain intelligence so that he could make more wise decisions at critical moments. He knew that if they entered the port with great fanfare, it would likely attract unnecessary attention and trouble, and might even destroy this important secret line. Therefore, he chose a more cautious approach and let the fleet arrive at the port quietly.

As for the outcome of Jesus' negotiation with the King of the Church, Lord Lai did not take it too seriously. He knew that the outcome of the negotiation often depended on the strength and bargaining chips of both parties, and he was more concerned about how to get in touch with Flobber and bring the fleet to the destination as soon as possible. In his opinion, as long as he could get in touch with Flobber, no matter what the outcome of the negotiation was, it would not affect his plan.

The ship slowly approached the shore. Kalemi and Jesus, two strangers from afar, did not attract much attention. They walked along the harbor streets like ordinary travelers, observing this strange city. Kalemi deliberately gained more than 20 pounds and grew a big beard, and his image had changed so much that it was difficult to recognize him. However, even so, he still could not hide his inner anxiety and uneasiness.

When they walked past the fish stall, Kalemi suddenly covered his mouth and nose and frowned: "Damn it! This shabby place is always like this! Can't they lay some floor tiles?" His words were full of dissatisfaction and complaints, but more of it was helplessness and disappointment in this strange city. The fishmongers around threw many internal organs and bones on the ground, and the air was filled with a strong fishy smell. This smell made Kalemi feel extremely uncomfortable.

Jesus also frowned and looked around, his eyes revealing a kind of vigilance and sharpness. Suddenly he stopped and said solemnly: "Do you feel that there is something wrong here?" His words revealed a kind of uneasiness and doubt, as if he had noticed something unusual.

"Something's wrong? Of course it's wrong! Nothing is wrong in such a dirty and messy place!" Kalemi said unhappily. He obviously didn't realize the problem Jesus was referring to. However, Jesus shook his head and pointed at the fish stall and said, "Look at that fish stall."

Kalemi looked in the direction of Jesus' finger and suddenly became curious: "Huh? Why do the fish in this stall have no fish heads?" His words were full of surprise and curiosity as if he had discovered something new.

"It's not just this stall. All the stalls have no fish heads." Jesus' voice became more serious. He looked around and found that all the fish stalls had the same situation. This phenomenon was obviously very unusual. He remembered that fish were sold whole before. Why did they cut off the fish heads now? And he couldn't find the discarded fish heads near the fish stalls. This made him more confused and uneasy.

"Who cares? Maybe it's because of the fierce competition. Everyone prefers to buy the fish body directly?" Kalemi said with his hands spread out. He obviously didn't take this question to heart. However, Jesus was different. He knew that any small abnormality in this strange city could be a sign of danger. He decided to continue observing and looking for more clues to solve this mystery.

"Father, we should break up. I want to go home and not go with you." Kalemi suddenly said. His words revealed a firmness and determination as if he had made up his mind. Jesus looked at him and nodded without saying anything, but he knew that Kalemi's decision must have been carefully considered. Although the two of them came from different places, they both found their own direction and goals in this strange city. Now they have to move forward to pursue their own dreams and beliefs.

Hearing this, Jesus nodded slightly, and said no more, just a few words lightly: "Okay, see you tomorrow at noon." The conversation between the two people faded away in the air, leaving behind a subtle feeling of parting. Jesus' back gradually went away and merged into the dim lights of the street.

Kalemi was alone, relying on vague memories, walking through the intricate streets and alleys, looking for the Old John Dumpling House hidden deep in the poor Balin Street. The night was as heavy as thick ink, and the shadows under the street lights were long, as if leading him into an unknown abyss.

Balin Street, this name echoed in Kalmi's ears, carrying too many memories and emotions. The houses on both sides of the street were dilapidated, and the windows were covered with thick dust, as if no one had lived there for a long time. There was an indescribable atmosphere in the air, with both poverty and hardship, and an indescribable tenacity and perseverance.

Kalemi's steps became more and more rapid. He knew that he was not far from his destination. However, when he finally reached the familiar place, he suddenly stopped. The scene in front of him made him feel dazed, as if he was in a strange world.

Old John Dumpling House, a place he had frequented countless times, was now nowhere to be seen. He remembered that it used to be very lively and bustling, but now it was dead silent. The surrounding shops were all closed, with thick rusty chains hanging on the doors, as if to lock this prosperous place into the past forever.

Kalemi's heart sank to the bottom. He couldn't believe his eyes. He looked around, trying to find a clue, but everything around him was so strange and indifferent. He frowned, and an inexplicable anxiety and uneasiness surged in his heart.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked out of the darkness and came in front of Kalemi. The man was wearing a black cloak, wrapping himself tightly, revealing only a pair of deep eyes. He stood quietly in front of Kalemi, like a silent statue.

Kalemi was startled by the sudden figure. He took a few steps back nervously and asked vigilantly, "What do you want to do?" The man in the black cloak smiled sinisterly, his voice low and hoarse, "Friend, are you looking for something?"

Kalemi felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart. He tried to stay calm and replied, "Uh... yes, but what does this have to do with you? How do you know what I'm looking for?" The man in the black cloak chuckled, with a hint of weirdness in his voice: "Hehehe, are you still pretending? How could I not know what you are looking for?"

After saying that, the black cloak suddenly opened one side of the cloak, revealing the scene inside. Kalemi's eyes widened, and saw that under the cloak were racks full of wooden barrels, and the wooden barrels were filled with various marine creatures - sea bass, black porgy, six-line fish, and even water snakes and octopuses. These marine creatures flashed strange lights under the weak light, looking mysterious and weird.

Kalemi was stunned by the scene in front of him. He couldn't understand what the man in the black cloak was doing. He asked in confusion: "Are you sick? You put the fish in a tube and sell it for so much?" The man in the black cloak's face darkened and said unhappily: "Friend, your behavior is boring. My deep-sea cup is made of carefully selected fish teeth. Where can you find it? Do I have to choose the size? How to keep the fish fresh? These are all costs."

The more Kalemi listened, the more confused he became. He looked at the man in front of him and felt that every word he said was like a mystery that he couldn't solve. He took a deep breath and tried to keep his tone calm: "What are you talking about? It's a fish in a tube, and you're telling me that this thing can be bought with silver coins?"

The man in the black cloak seemed to be angered by Kalmi's words. He suddenly closed his cloak and said coldly: "Do you think the cups are still as cheap as before? The Emperor's ban has been in effect for a year. You are lucky to meet me. Ask around in Balin Street. Whose goods are as good as my conscience?"

Kalemi listened to his words and felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart. He had no idea what this man was saying, and he didn't understand why he put the fish in a tube and sold it at such a high price. He took a deep breath and tried to keep his tone calm: "I'm not here to buy your broken cup! I'm asking you, are you from this street?"

The black cloak obviously lost interest when he heard what Kalemi said. He glanced at Kalemi coldly and said indifferently: "Of course, but you have to pay for the information, five copper coins."

Kalemi gritted his teeth, took out five copper coins from his pocket and handed them to the black cloak. He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound firm and powerful: "Okay! Let me ask you, do you know where Old John's Dumpling House is?"

When the black cloak heard this question, his whole body froze, and his expression changed instantly. He slowly raised his head, staring at Kalemi with a sharp gaze like a knife, as if he wanted to see through his heart. After a long while, he slowly spoke: "Tell me again, which Old John Dumpling House are you asking about?"

Kalemi felt a little frightened by his gaze, but he still answered firmly: "It's Old John's Dumpling House." His voice echoed in the night with an unquestionable firmness.

At the edge of the bustling market, an inconspicuous wooden sign swayed gently in the breeze, with a few large characters engraved on it - "Old John Dumpling House". For Kalemi, these words were like a heavy stone, pressing on the deepest part of his heart. Whenever it was late at night, it would quietly emerge like a ghost, evoking his endless thoughts.

At this moment, Kalemi stood on the bustling street, whispering the name, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice. Those few words, like a rusty key, slowly touched the long-sealed keyhole in his heart. His eyes began to become blurred, as if being pulled by an invisible force, through the tunnel of time, returning to that familiar yet distant place.

In Kalemi's eyes, a hazy picture is reflected. That is his hometown when he was young, a small town surrounded by mountains. There is a clear river in the town, and there is a dumpling restaurant by the river, which is "Old John Dumpling Restaurant". Whenever night falls, the aroma of dumplings will fill the whole town, attracting passers-by to stop. And the owner of the dumpling restaurant, Old John, always greets every guest with a smile. His smile is as warm and kind as the warm sun in spring.

However, time flies. Kalemi left his hometown and wandered around, looking for his own destination. However, no matter where he went, he could not forget the taste of the dumpling restaurant and the kind smile of old John. He kept pursuing this clue, hoping to find the long-lost warmth and sense of belonging.

At this moment, Kalemi stood on the street of this strange city and heard the name "Old John Dumpling House" again. He was extremely excited, as if he saw the dawn of hope. However, when he looked around, he found that the familiar sign had disappeared. Instead, there was a man in black, who sat quietly in a corner of the street with several fish tubes in front of him.

The black-clad man was as silent as a mountain, which made Kalemi feel an unbearable depression. He looked at him and saw that his face was vicissitudes, and there was an indescribable light in his eyes. His clothes were simple and neat, revealing a unique temperament. However, he set up a stall on the street to sell fish in tubes, and the price was shockingly high, which really made Kalemi feel incredible.

Kalemi took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner excitement and confusion. He walked up to the man in black and asked in a calm tone, "Do you... do you know where 'Old John's Dumpling House' is?"

The man in black raised his head slightly, and his eyes stayed on Kalemi for a moment. He was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "The restaurant has moved."

Kalemi's heart suddenly sank, and he felt an inexplicable sense of loss and despair. However, the man in black continued, "But I can tell you where it is now. You can find it by walking about 200 steps along this road."

Kalemi was stunned. He didn't expect that this seemingly strange man actually knew the whereabouts of "Old John Dumpling House". He looked at him with confusion and disappointment. However, he saw a glimmer of hope in the determined eyes of the man in black.

Kalemi took a deep breath and suppressed his doubts and uneasiness. He casually threw a few copper coins to the man in black, then turned around and walked in the direction indicated. His heart was full of anticipation and uneasiness, not knowing what was coming.

On a dark and windy night, Kalemi's figure loomed in the narrow alleys. He anxiously searched every corner where he might hide, his eyes full of anxiety and uneasiness. He knew that tonight's mission was crucial and related to his future destiny. However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, an inexplicable chill suddenly hit him from behind.

A man in black flashed out of the darkness like a ghost. He was tall and burly, and his black cloak fluttered in the night wind. His eyes were deep and cold, as if he could see through people's hearts. Before Kalemi could react, the man in black had already pulled out an exquisite cup from his arms like lightning. The cup emitted a faint blue light, as if it contained some mysterious power.

The man in black swung his arm violently, and the cup smashed hard at the back of Kalemi's head. With a loud "bang, snap!", the cup shattered instantly, and a silver-white light shot out from the fragments, turning into a fish-shaped phantom, drawing a strange arc in the air. The fish seemed to have spirituality, flexibly bypassing Kalemi's neck, like a loud slap, slapping him hard in the face.

Kalemi's eyes went dark, and he lost his balance instantly, falling heavily onto the cold stone road. His mind was in a mess, as if countless stars were spinning. He struggled to stand up, but his body seemed to be bound by invisible chains and could not move.

When he woke up from his coma, it was already late at night. He was lying in a dim room, surrounded by a depressing and weird atmosphere. The flickering lights cast mottled shadows on the wall, reflecting his terrified face. He struggled to sit up, and the pain surged like a tide, making him groan.

He looked up and saw the man in black standing quietly in the corner of the room. His deep eyes seemed to penetrate his soul. Kalemi was panicked, knowing that he was in danger. He tried to stay calm, but his voice trembled involuntarily: "What...what are you going to do?"

The man in black did not answer his question, but just stared at him coldly. His voice was like a cold current under a glacier, cold and firm: "Tell me, why are you looking for Old John's Dumpling House?"

Kalemi's heart was beating fast. He didn't expect the man in black to ask this question. He originally thought it was just an ordinary robbery, but now it seems that things are much more complicated than he imagined. He answered carefully: "I heard that the food there is delicious, so I came here to taste it."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the black-clad men around him started cursing. They accused Kalemi of lying, saying he must be a fake, and some even suggested killing him. Kalemi looked around in horror, only to find that there were black-clad men hiding in every corner of the room. They were wearing black cloaks and hoods, revealing only pairs of piercing eyes. They all carried the same mysterious and strange cups, as if waiting for the right time.

"Look up." A low voice came from the darkness, and a figure slowly walked out. This was a tall man with a stern face. Half of his face was covered by shadows, which made him look mysterious and evil. He was wearing a dark purple cloak with complicated octopus patterns embroidered on it, as if representing some mysterious power. He walked in front of Kalemi and looked at him with his deep eyes, as if he wanted to see through his soul.

Kalemi was intimidated by the man's aura. He didn't dare look him in the eye and could only answer the questions with his head down and trembling. However, the man didn't seem satisfied with his answer and continued to ask about Old John's Dumpling House. Kalemi's heart was filled with fear and anxiety. He didn't know how to deal with this situation.

At the moment when Kalemi was stunned, his world seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, throwing him into an unknown abyss. The moonlight shone through the mottled window, sprinkled on his frightened face, reflecting the anxiety and doubt flashing in his eyes. The man in black behind him kicked him fiercely like a black lightning. This kick was like a thunderbolt, directly hitting his back, and the severe pain instantly spread throughout his body.

Kalemi's body was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and he suddenly fell forward. He instinctively shouted: "Fuck!" This familiar Chinese curse, like the sound of breaking through the air, echoed in the silent night. This sound was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples. The figures between light and darkness were also disturbed by this sudden sound. They all stopped and looked at the source of the sound.

Kalemi's thoughts were briefly blank in the severe pain. He tried to struggle to stand up, but his body seemed to be bound by invisible chains and could not move. At this moment, the figure walked out of the darkness quickly, like a nimble cheetah, and quietly approached Kalemi. He squatted down and stared at Kalemi's face, with a complex light flashing in his deep eyes.

"Who are you? How come you can speak the Jingjiang dialect?" The man's voice was deep and powerful, as if it contained endless majesty and power. There was a hint of doubt on his face, as if he was trying to remember something...

Kalemi raised his head and looked at the familiar face. The shock in his heart surged like a tide. He trembled and uttered the name with difficulty: "Fo...Fo Bole?..." There was a hint of uncertainty in his voice, but more of it was the excitement and joy that was difficult to conceal.

Fuberle was also stunned. He looked at Kalemi carefully, his eyes flashing with ecstasy and excitement. He reached out and gently stroked Kalemi's face, as if confirming something. His fingers stayed on Kalemi's stubble for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Why did you grow a beard? And you became so fat..." There was a hint of blame in his voice, but more of the joy of reunion after a long separation.

Kalemi's eyes instantly turned red, tears welled up in his eyes. He trembled and choked and said, "Fobole... I... I am Kalemi! Don't you recognize me? What is going on?" His voice was full of fear and helplessness, like a child lost in the darkness, desperate to find a ray of light.

Fubole nodded slightly, his eyes flashing with determination. He waved his hand to signal the people around him to disperse, and the men in black disappeared into the shadows in an instant as if they had received an order. Only Kalemi and Fubole were left in the room, they smiled at each other, with an indescribable tacit understanding between them.

Fubole stood up, stretched out his hand, and helped Kalemi up from the ground. His palm was broad and strong, giving people an extremely reassuring feeling. He looked at Kalemi carefully, with a complex light flashing in his eyes. He sighed softly and said, "Kalemi...you have changed a lot...I can hardly recognize you..." There was a trace of emotion and helplessness in his voice.

Kalemi lowered his head, and he felt his cheeks slightly warm. He knew that he had indeed changed a lot, but these changes were not what he wanted. He raised his head and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face of Furber, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, nothing came out.

Fubole seemed to see Kalemi's hesitation and struggle. He patted Kalemi's shoulder gently and said, "Don't worry... It's safe here... I will protect you..." His voice was full of firmness and confidence, like a solid fortress, guarding Kalemi's fragile heart.

Kalemi raised his head and looked at the resolute face of Foberle, and a warm current surged in his heart. He felt as if his soul was healed by a powerful force, and the feeling of loneliness and confusion gradually dissipated. He smiled and nodded, saying, "Thank you... Foberle..." There was a hint of gratitude and respect in his voice.

Fubole smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and gently held Kalemi's hand. Their palms were tightly clasped together, as if their two hearts were also tightly connected. They smiled at each other, and there was an indescribable tacit understanding and emotion flowing between them.

Under the dim light, Foberle's figure looked particularly resolute. He stood at the entrance of the corridor like a mountain. He was dressed in black, and the hem of his clothes swayed gently with his steps, as if he was in a silent battle with an unknown force in the darkness. His face was firm and deep, and his eyes flashed with a firm light, as if he could penetrate this endless darkness and find the light ahead.

He pulled Kalemi up with all his strength. His rough and powerful hands seemed to contain endless power. Kalemi felt the warmth of Foberle's palm, and an inexplicable feeling of emotion welled up in his heart. He held Foberle's hand tightly, as if he wanted to draw some strength from it to cope with the upcoming unknown challenges.

The corridor was filled with a mysterious and strange atmosphere. The darkness was like a huge curtain, wrapping the two of them. Foberle's steps were firm and powerful, and every step was solid, as if he was fighting against the darkness. His voice was low and powerful, echoing in the corridor with the rhythm of his steps.

"They finally came to pick me up!" Foberle said excitedly, his voice full of emotion and expectation. He looked up into the distance, as if he could see the future he had been waiting for for so long. His eyes flashed with determination, as if he was ready for everything.

Kalemi was infected by Foberle's emotions, and his heart was filled with anticipation and curiosity. He couldn't help asking, "How did you survive?" He was eager to know how his old friend survived in this strange world and how he became the leader of this group of men in black.

Furber stopped, took a deep breath, and fell into deep memories. His eyes passed through the darkness of the corridor, as if he had returned to those difficult and challenging days. He slowly opened his mouth and told the story of those days.

"Brother Cao asked me to stay here to gather information, so I used the capital to start a small business." Foberle's voice was full of nostalgia for the past. "I used the money to buy some wooden barrels and started selling stewed fish. While stewing the fish, I kept an eye on Ferrero's movements, and at the same time, I was looking for traces of other Orientals."

His words were full of emotion and nostalgia for those days. He remembered the freshness and excitement when he first started selling cups, and the admiring eyes and satisfied smiles of the customers. But soon, his business was imitated and suppressed. Ferrero Port was full of people selling cups, and his business was greatly affected.

"Later, the incident became a hot topic and eventually reached the ears of the church." Foberle continued, "The Emperor of God was furious when he learned about it. He could not tolerate such behavior. So he ordered the arrest and severe punishment of all those who sold cups, and issued the first ban: [Anyone who uses fish cups is a heretic]."

Kalemi was stunned. He couldn't imagine the rules and restrictions in this world. He couldn't imagine the hardships and sufferings that the people selling cups had to endure. He couldn't help but ask, "What happened next? How did you survive?"

Foberle sighed deeply and continued, "Later, the church arrested many people, and no one dared to get involved. But I had no way out. I had no skills other than selling cups, so I had to bite the bullet and continue to sell them privately. The Emperor's ban prohibited the use of fish cups but did not mention anything else."

His words were full of helplessness towards life and confusion about the future. He once pursued a career with dreams in his heart, but the cruel reality forced him to give up those beautiful visions. He could only grope forward in the darkness to find his own light.

Kalemi was shocked and sympathetic when he heard Foberle's story. He couldn't imagine that his old friend had gone through so many hardships and setbacks. He held Foberle's hand tightly as if he wanted to share some of his pain and troubles.

In the afterglow of dusk, Foberle sat alone in his studio, the scenery outside the window was dyed golden. His eyes were fixed on the pile of porcelain clay and tools in front of him, but his heart was churning like a storm. The Emperor's ban was like an insurmountable mountain, weighing him down. However, he knew that only innovation could break all the shackles.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself. Various cup shapes and patterns began to appear in his mind, each full of creativity and imagination. He tried to combine these ideas, but every attempt ended in failure. He felt extremely frustrated and lost, as if the whole world was against him.

However, just when he was about to give up, a strange idea suddenly came to his mind. His eyes lit up and he immediately started to try. After countless revisions and improvements, he finally made two unique cups - the sea snake cup and the upside-down sea cucumber cup. (End of this chapter)