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

Inside the command center, the red-tipped fountain pen in Number One's hand rolled twice on the table, making a crisp "clang".

Everyone froze in place, staring intently at the enlarged smiling face on the screen, the smile particularly glaring.

He saw it.

He was dozens of kilometers away, and he saw them through the strongest signal jamming.

"Report! All detection devices are experiencing high-intensity energy interference!"

"Signal...signal interrupted!"

With a "sizzle," the screen instantly turned into a screen full of static.

Number One slowly sat back in his chair, his back already soaked with cold sweat.

He picked up the file on the table that he had just annotated, looked at the eight characters "A national treasure, not to be made an enemy," and gave a wry smile.

They are more than just invincible.

This is not even a single dimension.

……

In the courtyard of Qianlong Residence, Chu Chen withdrew his gaze.

He clapped his hands as if he had done something insignificant, then turned his attention back to Zhao Tiansha, who was lying on the ground, trembling like a leaf.

"Grandpa, he seems unconvinced." Chu Chen tugged at Lin Jianguo's sleeve and complained in a childish voice.

Lin Jianguo's heart was still pounding. He subconsciously echoed, "Yes, we're not convinced! Chen'er, how about... we use that mist dragon again to tie him up tighter?"

"No." Chu Chen shook his head, his little face full of disgust. "That thing consumes too much of the dragon vein's energy; it's a waste."

His eyes lit up when he suddenly thought of something fun.

"Zhou Tian!"

"Hey! Master Chen! Your humble servant is here!" Zhou Tian jumped up and came running over, bowing low.

"Go, bring me that... that latest model of ours, the one called Panasonic, the one that can shoot short films." Chu Chen gestured.

"Panasonic M9000! Perfect!" Zhou Tian's eyes lit up; he was very familiar with this!

He turned and ran into the house. A moment later, he came out carrying a shoulder-mounted video recorder, which was considered a luxury item in the early 1990s. Two guards followed behind him, frantically helping him pull the power cord.

"Master Chen, here you go!" Zhou Tian adjusted the video camera, opened the lens cap, and said with a fawning expression, "You want to record this historic moment? My filming skills are known as 'Little Zhang Yimou' in our compound!"

Chu Chen ignored him, and simply strolled over to Zhao Tiansha and nudged him on the head with his toe.

"Hey, old man."

Zhao Tiansha trembled all over, struggled to raise his head, his eyes bloodshot and filled with despair.

"Immortal... Immortal Master... Spare me..."

"Don't call me Immortal Master, it sounds awkward to me." Chu Chen squatted down and looked him over curiously. "Aren't you the Grand Elder of Xuanyao Valley? I heard you're very prestigious."

He pointed to the video camera in Zhou Tian's hand, the red recording light on the lens was flashing.

"Come on, stand in front of this guy and show us that same imposing manner you were just displaying."

Zhao Tiansha followed Chu Chen's finger and looked over. When he saw the dark, gaping lens, he trembled violently and his face turned deathly pale.

Are you suggesting he put on a show of power in front of this thing?

This is worse than killing him!

"You...you've gone too far!" Zhao Tiansha was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Oh, you still have the energy to curse?" Chu Chen curled his lip.

He stretched out his little finger and gently touched a rockery about half a person's height next to him.

"Click."

The hard bluestone, like a piece of brittle, cracked silently and turned into a pile of fine powder, which was scattered by the night wind.

Zhao Tiansha's curse got stuck in his throat.

His eyes bulged out as he stared intently at the pile of stone dust, feeling as if his own bones were turning to powder along with it.

"I...I'll act..." His voice was hoarse, as if it were being squeezed out from a leaky bellows.

"That's right." Chu Chen nodded in satisfaction, took two steps back, and like a little director, found a comfortable spot to sit down.

"Zhou Tian, ​​focus the camera on him and get a close-up of his face."

"Alright!" Zhou Tian excitedly carried the equipment over. "Come on, Elder, look at the camera! Yes, smile! Hey, don't look so sad, give me a cheese—"

Zhao Tiansha felt like dying.

He raised his hand, trembling, looked at his old face covered in blood and dirt, and slapped it hard.

"Snapped!"

It was crisp and clear.

"I, Zhao Tiansha, was blind to your greatness!"

"Snapped!"

"I, Zhao Tiansha, am a senile old fool!"

"Put some effort into it, it sounds like you're swatting a mosquito," Chu Chen urged impatiently from the side. "And also, make sure your emotions are genuine. Let out those tears of regret, understand? That's called a true expression of feeling!"

Zhao Tiansha closed his eyes, and two lines of humiliating tears mixed with blood slid down his cheeks.

He increased the force, slapping his face with both hands until it looked like a pig's head.

In the courtyard, Lin Jianguo, Li Weiguo, and others watched as a martial arts master who could once shake the region with a stomp of his foot slapped himself in front of the camera, crying uncontrollably. They felt as if their worldview was being repeatedly rubbed into the ground.

"What's the point of just hitting yourself?" Chu Chen yawned, feeling a bit bored.

"Come, tell me about the glorious deeds of your Xuanyao Valley. I've heard your elixirs are exceptionally effective; do you have some unique secret formula?"

Zhao Tiansha's body stiffened.

Exposing the shortcomings of a sect is a grave crime of treason!

He hesitated for a moment, then felt a cold mist wrap around his neck.

"I'll talk! I'll talk!" He broke down instantly, spilling everything like beans from a bamboo tube.

"Our...our 'Centennial Snow Lotus Pill' is actually made with white radish and saccharin, costing less than 50 cents!"

"The Valley Master... the Ice Jade Bed he sleeps on is actually made of glass bought from a wholesale market in the city, and he needs air conditioning to keep it cool at night!"

"We claim to have masters everywhere, but actually... most of them are just hired shills who only know a few basic martial arts moves, used to make a show of themselves..."

Zhou Tian, ​​carrying the video camera, listened with wide eyes.

"Holy crap! Master Chen, this melon's guaranteed to be ripe! It's more exciting than a TV drama!"

Chu Chen picked at his ear and asked, "I heard that your Kunlun Mountain has a miraculous medicine called something like the Nine-Turn Rejuvenating Grass? Is that thing fake too?"

When the Nine-Turn Resurrection Grass was mentioned, Zhao Tiansha's body visibly paused for a moment.

"No...it's not fake..." His voice was hoarse. "It's...it's real...it's in the forbidden area of ​​the valley, and in...in just two more days...it will be ripe..."

Chu Chen narrowed his eyes.

"Oh, I see." He stood up and patted the dirt off his bottom.

"Alright, that's enough for today. Let's call it a day."

Zhou Tian turned off the video recorder, still feeling unsatisfied.

Chu Chen walked up to Zhao Tiansha and flicked a dark, muddy ball into his mouth.

"This is called 'Honest and Simple Pill.' After taking it, I guarantee you'll want to do good deeds every day," Chu Chen explained with a grin. "The effects last a month, just enough time for you to complete your ideological reform in our wood-chopping team."

He turned to Zhou Tian and shouted, "Zhou Tian, ​​your wood-chopping team has a new member, and he's an elder at that. As the captain, you should take good care of him."

Zhou Tian was delighted upon hearing this.

He carried the machine, walked over to Zhao Tiansha who was limp as a rag doll, and kicked him with his foot.

"Hey, newbie, did you hear me? From now on, I'm your big brother! Get up! There's still a pile of wood over there to chop! If you don't finish your work, you won't get any food!"

Zhao Tiansha looked at Zhou Tian's smug face, his vision went black, and he completely fainted.

Chu Chen ignored the good-for-nothing and walked up to Li Weiguo, extending his small hand.

"Uncle Li, that tape."

Li Weiguo quickly had Zhou Tian retrieve the videotape and respectfully handed it to Chu Chen.

His hands are still shaking.

"Uncle Li, this thing is pretty fun." Chu Chen tossed the videotape in his hand, as if he were playing with an ordinary toy.

"Make me a few more plates and send one to all those rich but bored uncles and elders in the capital, so they can have some fun too."

He paused, then added something in a low voice that sent a chill down everyone's spine.

"Oh, right, remember to add a sentence."

"Hidden Dragon Abode welcomes all rats to come and feed us."