The five-and-a-half-year-old baby doctor comes to the city to cure those who refuse to listen.

The guard platoon leader looked at the five dark figures still circling in the yard, his forehead covered in sweat.

He moved closer to Li Weiguo and lowered his voice.

"Staff officer, what... what should we do? Send him to a mental hospital?"

Li Weiguo glanced in the direction of the main house and shook his head.

"Tie him up and throw him into the woodshed."

He paused, then added.

"Don't lock them up with the ones we arrested; I'm afraid they'll start fighting."

Chu Chen yawned as he walked out of the room and saw several soldiers carrying the still-twisting "dancer" toward the woodshed.

He rubbed his eyes, looking disgusted.

"What's all the noise about so early in the morning?"

He strolled over to the open space where the dark figures had just been dancing and kicked the ground with his toes.

"With just a few people, they've been working on this all night. The efficiency is too low."

Lin Jianguo walked over carrying a bowl of hot porridge, completely bewildered by what he heard.

"Chen'er, what kind of efficiency?"

Chu Chen pointed to the guys who were being carried away, and then to the "Hidden Dragon Residence" stone tablet that had just been erected yesterday.

"Our garden is so big, and we don't even have a gatekeeper. We rely entirely on this lousy formation. Aren't you tired?"

He counted on his fingers.

"If a massive army comes later, my formation won't be able to hold out. Someone has to do the work."

Lin Jianguo was even more confused.

"So what do you mean?"

Chu Chen's eyes lit up as he looked towards the woodshed and grinned.

"Do you understand the concept of recycling waste?"

He beckoned to Li Weiguo, who was standing next to him.

"Go and bring out all those old men from the woodshed."

Soon, Wu De, the third elder of Xuanyao Valley, and his disciples and grand-disciples were brought to the center of the courtyard.

Having not seen the light of day for several days, the group was in a sorry state, but their pride as martial artists remained.

Wu De stiffened his neck and glared at Chu Chen.

"You little brat, kill me or torture me, it's all up to you! Don't even think about humiliating us!"

"Wow, you've got some backbone."

Chu Chen, with his hands behind his back, circled around them, as if examining some newly unearthed artifacts.

He fumbled in his pocket for a while and finally pulled out a chocolate-colored Maltesers.

In front of everyone, he threw Malice on the ground, crushed it with his toe, then grabbed a handful of dirt and mixed it together, kneading it into a dark mud ball.

He held the mud ball in his palm and handed it to Wu De.

"Eat it, and you'll be mine."

Wu De was so angry that his beard stood on end.

"A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated! You..."

"This is called 'Obedience Pill'."

Chu Chen interrupted him and began to explain earnestly.

"After eating this, you'll be so strong that you won't dare go west if you're told to go east, and you won't dare chase chickens if you're told to chase dogs. If you don't obey, your intestines will rupture and your stomach will be beyond saving, even by a god."

Wu De and his disciples behind him all wore disdainful sneers.

Do you really think you can fool a three-year-old with such a trick?

"Pah!"

A young disciple spat on the ground.

"Go ahead and kill us if you dare!"

"Alright."

Chu Chen shrugged, looking completely indifferent.

He took back the "obedience pill" and put it back in his pocket.

Then, he strolled to the corner of the yard, where several huge artificial rocks, each as big as a small car, were piled up and prepared for landscaping.

Chu Chen walked to the largest rock and patted it with his little hand.

"This stone is quite an eyesore here."

He muttered something to himself, then turned around and looked at Wu De and the others.

He grinned, revealing a set of small white teeth.

"Watch closely, I'm going to put on a show for you for free."

After he finished speaking, he lightly patted the stone again with his chubby little hand.

There was no earth-shattering noise, not even a sound.

Wu De and the others were about to laugh at him for being pretentious.

A gust of wind blew by.

The massive artificial rock, weighing several tons, silently turned into a pile of fine white powder right before everyone's eyes.

The powder was swept up by the wind, scattering far and wide.

The courtyard was deathly silent.

Li Weiguo and his soldiers' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and they almost dropped their guns.

Wu De's cold smile froze.

The disciples behind him had their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

"Thump!"

Wu De's knees buckled, and he knelt straight down on the ground.

He looked at the empty ground, then at his hands that had practiced martial arts all his life, and his whole body trembled.

This is no longer within the scope of explanations that can be made using martial arts.

This is divine intervention!

"Immortal... Immortal Master, spare my life!"

Wu De scrambled to Chu Chen's feet, grabbed his leg, and began to kowtow.

"I'll eat it! I'll eat that divine pill! I'm willing to be your slave, my immortal master!"

His disciples behind him also realized what was happening and knelt down one after another.

"Immortal Master, we'll eat too!"

"Please spare me, Immortal Master!"

Chu Chen pulled his leg out with a look of disgust.

"Why didn't you do this earlier? Why did you make me take action? I hate violence the most."

He slowly took the mud ball out of his pocket and threw it on the ground.

"Divide it yourselves, don't fight."

Wu De was overjoyed. He picked up the mud ball, which still smelled of earth, and without hesitation, stuffed it into his mouth, even carefully licking his fingers.

Others followed suit.

Chu Chen clapped his hands after everyone had finished eating.

"Alright, from today onwards, you will be my construction team."

He pointed to the remaining few enormous artificial rocks.

"Your task is to move these stones to the designated location."

"Start work now, immediately, right now!"

Wu De and the others looked at each other, then without saying a word, they gathered their strength and tried to lift the stone together.

However, they soon discovered that the restrictions Chu Chen placed only restored their mobility; their internal energy was still completely sealed.

They are now just a few ordinary people with a bit more strength.

They were all dumbfounded when they saw the several-ton boulder.

Just then, an arrogant voice came from the side.

"What are you all standing there for? Haven't you eaten?"

Zhou Tian suddenly appeared out of nowhere, holding a brand-new small leather whip, and walked over with a smug look on his face.

He cleared his throat, mimicking Chu Chen's tone.

"Let me tell you, working 996 is a blessing, understand?"

He pointed his whip at Wu De.

"Especially you, old man! Stand up straight! This is also a form of self-cultivation; I'm empowering you!"

Wu De's old face turned a deep purplish-red. As the third elder of Xuanyao Valley and a martial arts master, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

But as soon as he looked up, he met Chu Chen's eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, behind Zhou Tian.

He shuddered, and all his anger vanished instantly.

"Yes! Yes! Thank you for your guidance, Captain! I will definitely cultivate diligently!"

He turned and roared at his apprentices.

"What are you all standing there for! Didn't you hear the captain? Get moving! If we don't meet our KPIs today, nobody's eating!"

A group of once-high-ranking martial artists, shirtless and chanting slogans, began to push the boulder with the most primitive methods, huffing and puffing.

Zhou Tian stood to the side, brandishing a small leather whip.

"Hurry up! Haven't you eaten? Hey you, I'm talking to you, why are you sticking your butt out like that? Trying to slack off?"

In the pavilion not far away.

Lin Jianguo and Chief Zhou, who had rushed over upon hearing the news, were drinking tea while watching this surreal scene.

Chief Zhou looked at his grandson, who was acting like a bully, and then at the group of martial arts masters who were being bossed around. His lips twitched incessantly.

"Old Lin, I have a feeling... something's off about my grandson?"

Lin Jianguo took a sip of tea, looked at his grandson who was directing the master to work in the yard, and a comfortable smile appeared on his face.

He patted Old Zhou on the shoulder, speaking earnestly.

"Brother, you've broadened your perspective."

He pointed to the bustling scene in the courtyard.

"Look, there are grandmasters doing the hard labor, generals acting as security guards, and my grandson as the commander-in-chief."

He leaned back comfortably in his chair and let out a long sigh.

"This is what life is all about."

Chief Zhou opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

In the center of the courtyard, Chu Chen frowned again as he watched the "construction team" huffing and puffing as they pushed stones.

He walked over to Lin Jianguo, took an apple from the fruit plate on the stone table, and took a bite.

"Grandpa, it's still too slow."

He mumbled incoherently.

"With this few people, it would take forever to set up my 'Nine Dragons Locking Heaven Formation'."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jianguo immediately perked up.

"What should we do then? How about... having Staff Officer Li send some more troops over?"

Chu Chen shook his head, his eyes darting around.

His gaze finally settled on the few newly captured international spies who were still locked up in the woodshed.

"Soldiers are out of the question, it's not my specialty."

He finished the apple in a few bites and casually tossed the core aside.

"It's time to add some new members to our wood-chopping team."