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

Chu Chen finished eating the apple and casually tossed the core behind him.

"Let's go recruit some new members for our wood-chopping team."

He took a few quick strides, heading straight for the woodshed with a clear goal in mind.

Zhou Tian immediately followed, cracking his small leather whip loudly, looking just like a smug lackey.

"Master Chen, please slow down, this road is uneven."

The woodshed was dark and damp

Those five international spies who were having a party in the yard last night were tightly bound like dumplings and thrown into a corner.

Hearing the door open, all five people opened their eyes simultaneously, their gazes sharp.

The one in the lead looked coldly at Chu Chen and Zhou Tian as they walked in.

"Who are you? Do you know who we are?"

His Chinese was very standard, but it carried a condescending tone.

"Let us go, and you'll live."

Zhou Tian was delighted upon hearing this.

He stepped forward and pointed his whip at the man's nose.

"Hey, I have a short temper. Do you know who I am? I'm the little tyrant of Beijing!"

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

"Now, I am officially informing you that you have been conscripted."

"From today onwards, you are the reserve members of our Qianlongju Wood-Chopping Team."

The spies seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world.

"firewood?"

The leader sneered.

"Little brat, go play house somewhere else."

Chu Chen yawned and pulled a dark, muddy ball out of his pocket.

It was an upgraded version of the "obedience pills" he had just made from Maltesers and mud.

"Eat it."

Chu Chen handed over the mud ball, his tone as indifferent as if he were saying, "The weather is nice today."

"If you eat, you're one of us. If you don't, we'll send you to meet God, and while you're at it, ask him if he has enough firewood."

The spies' faces were filled with expressions that said, "Are you out of your mind?"

The leader simply closed his eyes, looking like he couldn't be bothered with you.

"Alright."

Chu Chen shrugged and retracted the mud ball.

He turned to Zhou Tian and said.

"Hey, Erha, go and invite our honorary captain over here."

"Alright!"

Zhou Tian ran out excitedly.

Soon, Wu De, the third elder of Xuanyao Valley, was dragged in by Zhou Tian.

Upon seeing Chu Chen, Wu De immediately put on a fawning smile, practically bending over to the ground.

"Immortal Master, what are your orders to this old servant?"

Chu Chen pointed to the several spies who were tied up.

"Captain Wu, these new recruits are unruly. Show them what corporate culture is all about."

"Okay!"

Wu De rolled up his sleeves and walked up to the spies.

He looked at the guy in the lead with his eyes closed, and without saying a word, he raised his hand and slapped him twice across the face.

"Slap! Slap!"

Two crisp sounds

The spy was stunned; when he opened his eyes, they were filled with murderous intent.

"You dare hit me?"

Wu De straightened his chest, his face full of pride.

"So what if I hit you? I'm the honorary captain of the wood-chopping brigade under the Immortal Master!"

He pointed to his own nose.

"Back in the day, I was a martial arts grandmaster; one stomp of my foot and Mount Kunlun would tremble!"

He then pointed at the spies, looking heartbroken.

"Look at you all! You have the opportunity to join the wood-chopping team and serve the immortal master. What a blessing that is!"

"How dare you give me that attitude? How dare you look down on me? Where is your conscience?"

The spies were stunned by what he said.

Martial arts master? Kunlun Mountain?

What is all this about?

Seeing that they were still in a daze, Wu De simply sat down cross-legged and began to tell them about his life journey.

From initially being unyielding to the death, to witnessing the immortal master shatter a boulder with a single palm strike, and then being reborn after consuming the "Obedience Pill," it felt as if his life had been elevated.

He spoke with great emotion and spittle flying everywhere.

"Let me tell you, what's 996? Working under a celestial master is called cultivation! It's a shortcut to the pinnacle of life!"

"The hardships you endure now will be something you can brag about later!"

Chu Chen listened from the side and nodded in agreement.

"Hmm, Captain Wu has a high level of awareness. You'll get ten points added to your KPI this month."

Upon hearing this, Wu De became even more excited.

He stood up and pointed at the leading spy.

"Did you hear that! Even the immortal master praised me! You, give me your opinion now! Will you take the divine pill? Will you join our glorious ranks of the working class?"

The worldview of the leading spy is being repeatedly reshaped.

He looked at the old man in front of him who seemed to have gone mad, and then at the little kid next to him who looked "very pleased" with his expression. He felt like he had probably entered a mental hospital.

Just then, Chu Chen strolled over leisurely.

He extended a finger and gently tapped the spy's forehead.

"Buzz!"

It was as if a bomb had exploded in the spy's head.

Everything before his eyes vanished, leaving only an endless sea of ​​blood.

Above the sea of ​​blood, a towering deity coldly looked down upon him.

The deity looked exactly like the five-year-old child before them.

"Ants."

The deity spoke, and his voice resounded throughout heaven and earth.

"puff!"

The spy coughed up a mouthful of blood, collapsed, and his eyes were filled with endless fear.

"I'll eat...I'll eat..."

He trembled, like a fish out of water.

Chu Chen withdrew his finger, looking completely innocent.

"See, wouldn't it have been better to do this earlier? Why did I have to resort to psychological attacks?"

He threw the mud ball on the ground.

"You can divide it yourself; if it's not enough, I'll make more."

The remaining four spies dared not hesitate any longer and scrambled to devour the Maltesers covered in dirt.

From then on, the construction team at Qianlongju grew even larger.

three days later.

The entire western suburban garden has been completely transformed.

The area is crisscrossed by ditches and dotted with artificial hills. Every piece of jade and every tree has been placed in a specific location.

From the outside, it looks like a messy junkyard.

Lin Jianguo looked at the "masterpiece" he had personally supervised the construction of, and the corner of his mouth kept twitching.

"Chen'er, why does Grandpa feel that our garden is a bit like... performance art?"

Li Weiguo stood to the side, also looking bewildered.

He even suspected that Consultant Chu was too young and had confused architectural drawings with children's doodles.

Chu Chen stood on the highest viewing platform in the garden, his hands behind his back, facing the wind.

"Grandpa, don't worry."

He pointed to the messy-looking garden at his feet.

"Wait a minute, I'll show you a big treasure."

Midnight, the hour of Zi (11 PM - 1 AM).

All was quiet, and the moon was high in the sky.

Chu Chen took a deep breath, his face becoming extremely serious.

He formed a mudra with his hands and chanted incantations.

"That's enough, everyone get up and get to work!"

He stomped his foot and pointed at the huge Nine Dragon Cauldron in the center of the courtyard.

"Buzz—"

The Nine Dragons Cauldron emitted a deep, resonant hum, as if a sleeping behemoth had been awakened.

The nine divine dragons carved on the cauldron seem to have come to life, with nine golden rays shooting from their eyes.

Golden rays converged in the air and shot out in all directions.

The next second, the ground of the entire Qianlong Residence began to shake violently.

"Rumble..."

A muffled thunderous sound came from deep underground.

In the courtyard, the soldiers on guard duty, Lin Jianguo who was sleeping, Zhou Tian who was chopping firewood, and Wu De who was moving stones were all startled by the sudden turn of events and jumped up.

"Earthquake!"

Li Weiguo instinctively shouted, directing his soldiers to find cover.

But then they witnessed a scene they would never forget.

Nine illusory dragon shadows, formed from pure spiritual energy, roared and soared into the sky from nine different locations in the garden!

The roar of the dragon resounded through the heavens!

The nine dragon shadows circled once in the air, then suddenly plunged downwards, transforming into a thick, all-encompassing white mist.

In an instant, the vast garden was completely enveloped by the thick, white mist.

at the same time.

In a highly classified underground command center somewhere in Beijing.

A piercing alarm suddenly sounded.

"Reporting, sir! Satellite signal lost!"

"The western suburbs area, coordinates XXX, XXX, has disappeared from the map!"

"All high-altitude reconnaissance equipment, infrared detection, and radar scanning are completely ineffective!"

The elderly man, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, stared intently at the abrupt blank area on the large screen, his hand holding the teacup trembling slightly.

He remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking, his voice hoarse.

"Pass on my orders."

"The Hidden Dragon Residence has been designated as the highest-level restricted area, classified as SSS-level."

"Not even a fly can get in without my permission."

And within the great formation.

Everyone stood there, stunned.

The feeling of the earth shaking disappeared.

Instead, there is an unprecedented sense of comfort.

Lin Jianguo took a deep breath and felt a sweet, cool sensation instantly spread throughout his body.

He felt as if he had become ten years younger, and his whole body was full of inexhaustible energy.

"This...this is..."

Li Weiguo and his soldiers also sensed this change, and their faces were filled with shock.

On the observation deck.

Chu Chen withdrew his hand and patted the dust off his clothes.

Completing such a monumental project was like finishing a Lego set for him.

He yawned widely, rubbed his eyes, and slid down from the platform.

He walked up to Lin Jianguo, who was still in shock, and tugged at his sleeve.

Grandpa.

"Hey! Hey! Grandpa's here!"

Lin Jianguo suddenly realized what was happening and quickly squatted down.

Chu Chen rubbed his rumbling stomach and made his request with a serious expression.

I'm hungry.

"I want to eat your braised pork, the kind that's fatty but not greasy, and melts in your mouth."