Tomb raiding: Scientists dissect the Queen Mother of the West

The queen bee flew around Qi Mo, making a buzzing sound, and seemed very happy.

Now, its intelligence is equivalent to that of a four- or five-year-old child, and it can understand Qi Mo's words in a simple way.

For some reason, it really, really liked the humans in front of it.

I just want to be close to him.

Qi Mo reached out and patted the queen bee's head, saying:

"From now on, you are responsible for guarding this compound. No one else is allowed to break in, do you understand?"

The queen bee nodded in a human-like manner.

The mutated pheasant, watching the interaction between the human and the bee, felt a little jealous and stuck out its tongue at the queen bee.

It wanted to kill this stinky bee that was "attracting bees and butterflies".

Not to be outdone, the queen bee flapped her wings, which were larger than those of a small bird, even faster, and the buzzing sound echoed throughout the entire courtyard.

The gleaming tail stinger was ready to pierce the neck of the mutated pheasant at any moment.

Seeing that the two pets were about to fight, Qi Mo tapped them on the head and warned them:

"No fighting among yourselves, behave yourselves."

"Queen Bee, go out and manage your subordinates, and find a place in the yard to set up camp."

The bee king flew outside, signaling to the trembling bees inside the sack.

Buzz! !

Hundreds of bees flew out of the sack and surrounded the queen bee.

Although the queen bee has grown much larger, the familiar pheromones tell them that this is the queen bee.

Not far away.

Qi Baye hid under the recliner, looked up at the queen bee, which was about the size of a child's fist, and was so shocked that his mouth dropped open.

Holy crap, when did the queen bee get so big?

Wasn't it about the size of a thumb before?

What exactly did my cousin do to it after bringing it into the house?

With that thought in mind, he crawled forward on the ground, trying not to attract the attention of the bees in mid-air, and carefully made his way towards Qi Mo's room.

He needs to ask his cousin to clarify these matters.

After a while.

Qi Baye arrived safely in front of the familiar wooden door.

He quickly pushed open the door, went inside, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Cousin, how did that queen bee get so big?"

"You have no idea, I was almost scared to death just now, afraid it would sting me."

Qi Mo looked at Eighth Master Qi and explained simply:

"I gave it something to drink, and then it mutated."

"Cousin, don't worry, it won't sting you."

"After all, you're one of us."

"Let's go find the steward and let the queen bee get to know you, so that we won't see any more people being stung."

Not long after, Master Qi and his butler appeared in the courtyard, nervously watching the swarm of bees under the eaves.

Qi Mo shouted at the queen bee under the eaves:

"Queen Bee, come here, it's time to recognize your people."

The queen bee quickly flew over and circled around Qi Mo.

The ordinary bees dared not approach and continued to stay under the eaves.

Qi Mo pointed at Qi Baye and the other man, and said with a serious expression:

"They're on our side, don't you dare sting them."

"Give orders to your underlings as well, forbidding them from stinging them."

"Did you hear me?"

The queen bee nodded.

It flew towards Master Qi and his companion, circling them once.

A pink powder, invisible to the naked eye, emanated from it and was inhaled by Qi Baye and his companion.

However, neither Master Qi nor Master B knew about this.

Do all of this well.

The queen bee flew around Qi Mo a few more times before returning to the eaves and directing the bees to speed up the construction of the hive.

It will give birth to stronger offspring to protect the compound for its owner.

Anyone who dares to break in, sting them to death!

Master Qi glanced at the queen bee under the eaves and whispered:

"Cousin, it only flew around us once. Are you sure it won't sting me and the housekeeper again?"

Qi Mo patted him on the shoulder and said:

"The queen bee leaves her scent on you."

"Not only it, but even the bees won't sting you."

Even if someone could easily imitate Master Qi and his companion, it would be impossible for them to break into the compound.

After all, their scent couldn't be hidden from these bees.

The security system is now basically in place.

In this way, his secret research and experiments should not be discovered by others.

Eighth Master Qi raised his sleeve, sniffed it, and muttered:

"Smell? What smell?"

"I don't seem to smell any different."

"Butler, is there anything different about your scent?"

Upon hearing this, the old butler lowered his head, sniffed his arms and chest, and honestly said:

"It seems there's not much difference."

Looking at the two of them, Qi Mo was speechless. It's true what they say: like master, like servant.

"If you can't smell it, you don't need to keep sniffing here."

"Alright, I'm a little sleepy, I'm going to rest now."

He hadn't slept all night and was a little sleepy, so he prepared to get a good night's rest.

Back in his room, Qi Mo lay down on the bed and fell asleep soon after.

After telling the steward, Master Qi went back to sleep.

…………

It was evening.

Qi Mo woke up in bed with his stomach growling loudly.

He walked out of the room and into the front yard hall.

At this moment, the housekeeper was wiping a vase with a handkerchief to pass the time.

Upon seeing Qi Mo, he stopped what he was doing and said respectfully:

"Mr. Qi, you're awake. Are you hungry?"

"The food is in the kitchen, I'll go get it for you."

Qi Mo nodded.

He sat at the dining table, waiting for the food to be served.

Soon, the butler brought up the food, and Qi Mo picked up the rice and wolfed it down.

He was really hungry!

My body desperately needs to replenish nutrients!

Hmm, this old butler is a good cook; the food he makes is quite delicious!

Qi Mo asked while eating:

"Butler, where's my cousin? I haven't seen him."

The butler responded with a smile:

"The patriarch has been taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Right now, he's probably having dinner at Buddha's house."

"The head of the family will be back in another hour or two."

The butler was already used to Qi Baye eating and drinking for free at Buddha's house.

Therefore, he only prepared Qi Mo's dinner for tonight.

Since he didn't know Qi Mo's appetite, he made enough for two people.

Now it seems we didn't make enough; there doesn't seem to be enough food.

Qi Mo frowned and muttered:

"They were taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Could it be because of the train incident?"

"Never mind, I'll ask my cousin when he gets back."

After finishing his meal, Qi Mo asked the housekeeper to clear the table and then returned to his room.

He opened the door to the dark room and went inside.

Inside the glass case.

That Japanese samurai was covered in red pimples; he looked quite horrifying!

He scratched his arm and pleaded painfully:

"It itches so much, please kill me, give me a quick death."

"I don't want to suffer like this anymore."

"In my next life, I never want to come to China again."

He deeply regretted listening to his superior and coming to this mysterious country on a mission.

Now, he is tormented to the point of unbearable pain...

Qi Mo chuckled twice, looking at the Japanese samurai in the glass case:

"Want to die? Not so easy."

"You are a precious experimental subject, how could I bear to kill you?"

"Just slowly endure the pain!"

Upon hearing this, the Japanese samurai looked utterly desperate, banging his head against the glass wall and cursing:

"You devil, you won't get away with this."

"One day, the soldiers of my great Japanese Empire will grind you to dust..."

Qi Mo didn't care about the curses. After all, why bother with someone struggling on their deathbed?

He took out his thick notebook and began to slowly and deliberately record the changes in the Japanese samurai's body.

…………

Nighttime.

With a sigh, Master Qi returned to the courtyard and went straight to Qi Mo's room.

He didn't open the door to the secret room rashly, but knocked several times and shouted into it:

"Cousin, cousin, are you in there?"

"Could you come out for a moment? I have something to tell you."

Qi Mo opened the door to the dark room and walked out.

He used his body to block Qi Baye's curious gaze, preventing him from seeing what was inside.

"Cousin, I heard you went to see Master Zhang."

"What did he say to you?"

Master Qi sighed and said:

"Cousin, Master Fo wants me to accompany him to the mine tomorrow to investigate the Japanese conspiracy."

"He even said he'd bring you along too."

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes, lost in thought. What did this Great Buddha mean by bringing him along?

Was she trying to test him?

Or perhaps they want him to remain forever asleep underground in the mine?

He touched the head of the mutated pheasant by the neck and said:

"I see."

"Cousin, your older cousin will go with you, nothing will happen."

"Don't keep sighing."

It's like they're going to get into trouble.

However, if Zhang Dafoye really makes a move against him, then don't blame him for being impolite and using an S-type bomb to bury him under the mine.

A strong killing intent flashed in Qi Mo's eyes.

Upon seeing Qi Mo, he stopped what he was doing and said respectfully:

"Mr. Qi, you're awake. Are you hungry?"

"The food is in the kitchen, I'll go get it for you."

Qi Mo nodded.

He sat at the dining table, waiting for the food to be served.

Soon, the butler brought up the food, and Qi Mo picked up the rice and wolfed it down.

He was really hungry!

My body desperately needs to replenish nutrients!

Hmm, this old butler is a good cook; the food he makes is quite delicious!

Qi Mo asked while eating:

"Butler, where's my cousin? I haven't seen him."

The butler responded with a smile:

"The patriarch has been taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Right now, he's probably having dinner at Buddha's house."

"The head of the family will be back in another hour or two."

The butler was already used to Qi Baye eating and drinking for free at Buddha's house.

Therefore, he only prepared Qi Mo's dinner for tonight.

Since he didn't know Qi Mo's appetite, he made enough for two people.

Now it seems we didn't make enough; there doesn't seem to be enough food.

Qi Mo frowned and muttered:

"They were taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Could it be because of the train incident?"

"Never mind, I'll ask my cousin when he gets back."

After finishing his meal, Qi Mo asked the housekeeper to clear the table and then returned to his room.

He opened the door to the dark room and went inside.

Inside the glass case.

That Japanese samurai was covered in red pimples; he looked quite horrifying!

He scratched his arm and pleaded painfully:

"It itches so much, please kill me, give me a quick death."

"I don't want to suffer like this anymore."

"In my next life, I never want to come to China again."

He deeply regretted listening to his superior and coming to this mysterious country on a mission.

Now, he is tormented to the point of unbearable pain...

Qi Mo chuckled twice, looking at the Japanese samurai in the glass case:

"Want to die? Not so easy."

"You are a precious experimental subject, how could I bear to kill you?"

"Just slowly endure the pain!"

Upon hearing this, the Japanese samurai looked utterly desperate, banging his head against the glass wall and cursing:

"You devil, you won't get away with this."

"One day, the soldiers of my great Japanese Empire will grind you to dust..."

Qi Mo didn't care about the curses. After all, why bother with someone struggling on their deathbed?

He took out his thick notebook and began to slowly and deliberately record the changes in the Japanese samurai's body.

…………

Nighttime.

With a sigh, Master Qi returned to the courtyard and went straight to Qi Mo's room.

He didn't open the door to the secret room rashly, but knocked several times and shouted into it:

"Cousin, cousin, are you in there?"

"Could you come out for a moment? I have something to tell you."

Qi Mo opened the door to the dark room and walked out.

He used his body to block Qi Baye's curious gaze, preventing him from seeing what was inside.

"Cousin, I heard you went to see Master Zhang."

"What did he say to you?"

Master Qi sighed and said:

"Cousin, Master Fo wants me to accompany him to the mine tomorrow to investigate the Japanese conspiracy."

"He even said he'd bring you along too."

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes, lost in thought. What did this Great Buddha mean by bringing him along?

Was she trying to test him?

Or perhaps they want him to remain forever asleep underground in the mine?

He touched the head of the mutated pheasant by the neck and said:

"I see."

"Cousin, your older cousin will go with you, nothing will happen."

"Don't keep sighing."

It's like they're going to get into trouble.

However, if Zhang Dafoye really makes a move against him, then don't blame him for being impolite and using an S-type bomb to bury him under the mine.

A strong killing intent flashed in Qi Mo's eyes.

"The food is in the kitchen, I'll go get it for you."

Qi Mo nodded.

He sat at the dining table, waiting for the food to be served.

Soon, the butler brought up the food, and Qi Mo picked up the rice and wolfed it down.

He was really hungry!

My body desperately needs to replenish nutrients!

Hmm, this old butler is a good cook; the food he makes is quite delicious!

Qi Mo asked while eating:

"Butler, where's my cousin? I haven't seen him."

The butler responded with a smile:

"The patriarch has been taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Right now, he's probably having dinner at Buddha's house."

"The head of the family will be back in another hour or two."

The butler was already used to Qi Baye eating and drinking for free at Buddha's house.

Therefore, he only prepared Qi Mo's dinner for tonight.

Since he didn't know Qi Mo's appetite, he made enough for two people.

Now it seems we didn't make enough; there doesn't seem to be enough food.

Qi Mo frowned and muttered:

"They were taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Could it be because of the train incident?"

"Never mind, I'll ask my cousin when he gets back."

After finishing his meal, Qi Mo asked the housekeeper to clear the table and then returned to his room.

He opened the door to the dark room and went inside.

Inside the glass case.

That Japanese samurai was covered in red pimples; he looked quite horrifying!

He scratched his arm and pleaded painfully:

"It itches so much, please kill me, give me a quick death."

"I don't want to suffer like this anymore."

"In my next life, I never want to come to China again."

He deeply regretted listening to his superior and coming to this mysterious country on a mission.

Now, he is tormented to the point of unbearable pain...

Qi Mo chuckled twice, looking at the Japanese samurai in the glass case:

"Want to die? Not so easy."

"You are a precious experimental subject, how could I bear to kill you?"

"Just slowly endure the pain!"

Upon hearing this, the Japanese samurai looked utterly desperate, banging his head against the glass wall and cursing:

"You devil, you won't get away with this."

"One day, the soldiers of my great Japanese Empire will grind you to dust..."

Qi Mo didn't care about the curses. After all, why bother with someone struggling on their deathbed?

He took out his thick notebook and began to slowly and deliberately record the changes in the Japanese samurai's body.

…………

Nighttime.

With a sigh, Master Qi returned to the courtyard and went straight to Qi Mo's room.

He didn't open the door to the secret room rashly, but knocked several times and shouted into it:

"Cousin, cousin, are you in there?"

"Could you come out for a moment? I have something to tell you."

Qi Mo opened the door to the dark room and walked out.

He used his body to block Qi Baye's curious gaze, preventing him from seeing what was inside.

"Cousin, I heard you went to see Master Zhang."

"What did he say to you?"

Master Qi sighed and said:

"Cousin, Master Fo wants me to accompany him to the mine tomorrow to investigate the Japanese conspiracy."

"He even said he'd bring you along too."

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes, lost in thought. What did this Great Buddha mean by bringing him along?

Was she trying to test him?

Or perhaps they want him to remain forever asleep underground in the mine?

He touched the head of the mutated pheasant by the neck and said:

"I see."

"Cousin, your older cousin will go with you, nothing will happen."

"Don't keep sighing."

It's like they're going to get into trouble.

However, if Zhang Dafoye really makes a move against him, then don't blame him for being impolite and using an S-type bomb to bury him under the mine.

A strong killing intent flashed in Qi Mo's eyes.

"The food is in the kitchen, I'll go get it for you."

Qi Mo nodded.

He sat at the dining table, waiting for the food to be served.

Soon, the butler brought up the food, and Qi Mo picked up the rice and wolfed it down.

He was really hungry!

My body desperately needs to replenish nutrients!

Hmm, this old butler is a good cook; the food he makes is quite delicious!

Qi Mo asked while eating:

"Butler, where's my cousin? I haven't seen him."

The butler responded with a smile:

"The patriarch has been taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Right now, he's probably having dinner at Buddha's house."

"The head of the family will be back in another hour or two."

The butler was already used to Qi Baye eating and drinking for free at Buddha's house.

Therefore, he only prepared Qi Mo's dinner for tonight.

Since he didn't know Qi Mo's appetite, he made enough for two people.

Now it seems we didn't make enough; there doesn't seem to be enough food.

Qi Mo frowned and muttered:

"They were taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Could it be because of the train incident?"

"Never mind, I'll ask my cousin when he gets back."

After finishing his meal, Qi Mo asked the housekeeper to clear the table and then returned to his room.

He opened the door to the dark room and went inside.

Inside the glass case.

That Japanese samurai was covered in red pimples; he looked quite horrifying!

He scratched his arm and pleaded painfully:

"It itches so much, please kill me, give me a quick death."

"I don't want to suffer like this anymore."

"In my next life, I never want to come to China again."

He deeply regretted listening to his superior and coming to this mysterious country on a mission.

Now, he is tormented to the point of unbearable pain...

Qi Mo chuckled twice, looking at the Japanese samurai in the glass case:

"Want to die? Not so easy."

"You are a precious experimental subject, how could I bear to kill you?"

"Just slowly endure the pain!"

Upon hearing this, the Japanese samurai looked utterly desperate, banging his head against the glass wall and cursing:

"You devil, you won't get away with this."

"One day, the soldiers of my great Japanese Empire will grind you to dust..."

Qi Mo didn't care about the curses. After all, why bother with someone struggling on their deathbed?

He took out his thick notebook and began to slowly and deliberately record the changes in the Japanese samurai's body.

…………

Nighttime.

With a sigh, Master Qi returned to the courtyard and went straight to Qi Mo's room.

He didn't open the door to the secret room rashly, but knocked several times and shouted into it:

"Cousin, cousin, are you in there?"

"Could you come out for a moment? I have something to tell you."

Qi Mo opened the door to the dark room and walked out.

He used his body to block Qi Baye's curious gaze, preventing him from seeing what was inside.

"Cousin, I heard you went to see Master Zhang."

"What did he say to you?"

Master Qi sighed and said:

"Cousin, Master Fo wants me to accompany him to the mine tomorrow to investigate the Japanese conspiracy."

"He even said he'd bring you along too."

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes, lost in thought. What did this Great Buddha mean by bringing him along?

Was she trying to test him?

Or perhaps they want him to remain forever asleep underground in the mine?

He touched the head of the mutated pheasant by the neck and said:

"I see."

"Cousin, your older cousin will go with you, nothing will happen."

"Don't keep sighing."

It's like they're going to get into trouble.

However, if Zhang Dafoye really makes a move against him, then don't blame him for being impolite and using an S-type bomb to bury him under the mine.

A strong killing intent flashed in Qi Mo's eyes.

"Mr. Qi, you're awake. Are you hungry?"

"The food is in the kitchen, I'll go get it for you."

Qi Mo nodded.

He sat at the dining table, waiting for the food to be served.

Soon, the butler brought up the food, and Qi Mo picked up the rice and wolfed it down.

He was really hungry!

My body desperately needs to replenish nutrients!

Hmm, this old butler is a good cook; the food he makes is quite delicious!

Qi Mo asked while eating:

"Butler, where's my cousin? I haven't seen him."

The butler responded with a smile:

"The patriarch has been taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Right now, he's probably having dinner at Buddha's house."

"The head of the family will be back in another hour or two."

The butler was already used to Qi Baye eating and drinking for free at Buddha's house.

Therefore, he only prepared Qi Mo's dinner for tonight.

Since he didn't know Qi Mo's appetite, he made enough for two people.

Now it seems we didn't make enough; there doesn't seem to be enough food.

Qi Mo frowned and muttered:

"They were taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Could it be because of the train incident?"

"Never mind, I'll ask my cousin when he gets back."

After finishing his meal, Qi Mo asked the housekeeper to clear the table and then returned to his room.

He opened the door to the dark room and went inside.

Inside the glass case.

That Japanese samurai was covered in red pimples; he looked quite horrifying!

He scratched his arm and pleaded painfully:

"It itches so much, please kill me, give me a quick death."

"I don't want to suffer like this anymore."

"In my next life, I never want to come to China again."

He deeply regretted listening to his superior and coming to this mysterious country on a mission.

Now, he is tormented to the point of unbearable pain...

Qi Mo chuckled twice, looking at the Japanese samurai in the glass case:

"Want to die? Not so easy."

"You are a precious experimental subject, how could I bear to kill you?"

"Just slowly endure the pain!"

Upon hearing this, the Japanese samurai looked utterly desperate, banging his head against the glass wall and cursing:

"You devil, you won't get away with this."

"One day, the soldiers of my great Japanese Empire will grind you to dust..."

Qi Mo didn't care about the curses. After all, why bother with someone struggling on their deathbed?

He took out his thick notebook and began to slowly and deliberately record the changes in the Japanese samurai's body.

…………

Nighttime.

With a sigh, Master Qi returned to the courtyard and went straight to Qi Mo's room.

He didn't open the door to the secret room rashly, but knocked several times and shouted into it:

"Cousin, cousin, are you in there?"

"Could you come out for a moment? I have something to tell you."

Qi Mo opened the door to the dark room and walked out.

He used his body to block Qi Baye's curious gaze, preventing him from seeing what was inside.

"Cousin, I heard you went to see Master Zhang."

"What did he say to you?"

Master Qi sighed and said:

"Cousin, Master Fo wants me to accompany him to the mine tomorrow to investigate the Japanese conspiracy."

"He even said he'd bring you along too."

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes, lost in thought. What did this Great Buddha mean by bringing him along?

Was she trying to test him?

Or perhaps they want him to remain forever asleep underground in the mine?

He touched the head of the mutated pheasant by the neck and said:

"I see."

"Cousin, your older cousin will go with you, nothing will happen."

"Don't keep sighing."

It's like they're going to get into trouble.

However, if Zhang Dafoye really makes a move against him, then don't blame him for being impolite and using an S-type bomb to bury him under the mine.

A strong killing intent flashed in Qi Mo's eyes.

"The food is in the kitchen, I'll go get it for you."

Qi Mo nodded.

He sat at the dining table, waiting for the food to be served.

Soon, the butler brought up the food, and Qi Mo picked up the rice and wolfed it down.

He was really hungry!

My body desperately needs to replenish nutrients!

Hmm, this old butler is a good cook; the food he makes is quite delicious!

Qi Mo asked while eating:

"Butler, where's my cousin? I haven't seen him."

The butler responded with a smile:

"The patriarch has been taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Right now, he's probably having dinner at Buddha's house."

"The head of the family will be back in another hour or two."

The butler was already used to Qi Baye eating and drinking for free at Buddha's house.

Therefore, he only prepared Qi Mo's dinner for tonight.

Since he didn't know Qi Mo's appetite, he made enough for two people.

Now it seems we didn't make enough; there doesn't seem to be enough food.

Qi Mo frowned and muttered:

"They were taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Could it be because of the train incident?"

"Never mind, I'll ask my cousin when he gets back."

After finishing his meal, Qi Mo asked the housekeeper to clear the table and then returned to his room.

He opened the door to the dark room and went inside.

Inside the glass case.

That Japanese samurai was covered in red pimples; he looked quite horrifying!

He scratched his arm and pleaded painfully:

"It itches so much, please kill me, give me a quick death."

"I don't want to suffer like this anymore."

"In my next life, I never want to come to China again."

He deeply regretted listening to his superior and coming to this mysterious country on a mission.

Now, he is tormented to the point of unbearable pain...

Qi Mo chuckled twice, looking at the Japanese samurai in the glass case:

"Want to die? Not so easy."

"You are a precious experimental subject, how could I bear to kill you?"

"Just slowly endure the pain!"

Upon hearing this, the Japanese samurai looked utterly desperate, banging his head against the glass wall and cursing:

"You devil, you won't get away with this."

"One day, the soldiers of my great Japanese Empire will grind you to dust..."

Qi Mo didn't care about the curses. After all, why bother with someone struggling on their deathbed?

He took out his thick notebook and began to slowly and deliberately record the changes in the Japanese samurai's body.

…………

Nighttime.

With a sigh, Master Qi returned to the courtyard and went straight to Qi Mo's room.

He didn't open the door to the secret room rashly, but knocked several times and shouted into it:

"Cousin, cousin, are you in there?"

"Could you come out for a moment? I have something to tell you."

Qi Mo opened the door to the dark room and walked out.

He used his body to block Qi Baye's curious gaze, preventing him from seeing what was inside.

"Cousin, I heard you went to see Master Zhang."

"What did he say to you?"

Master Qi sighed and said:

"Cousin, Master Fo wants me to accompany him to the mine tomorrow to investigate the Japanese conspiracy."

"He even said he'd bring you along too."

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes, lost in thought. What did this Great Buddha mean by bringing him along?

Was she trying to test him?

Or perhaps they want him to remain forever asleep underground in the mine?

He touched the head of the mutated pheasant by the neck and said:

"I see."

"Cousin, your older cousin will go with you, nothing will happen."

"Don't keep sighing."

It's like they're going to get into trouble.

However, if Zhang Dafoye really makes a move against him, then don't blame him for being impolite and using an S-type bomb to bury him under the mine.

A strong killing intent flashed in Qi Mo's eyes.

This isn't a joke, it's a recommendation for the treasure book "Tomb Raiding: Scientists Dissect the Queen Mother of the West":

"The food is in the kitchen, I'll go get it for you."

Qi Mo nodded.

He sat at the dining table, waiting for the food to be served.

Soon, the butler brought up the food, and Qi Mo picked up the rice and wolfed it down.

He was really hungry!

My body desperately needs to replenish nutrients!

Hmm, this old butler is a good cook; the food he makes is quite delicious!

Qi Mo asked while eating:

"Butler, where's my cousin? I haven't seen him."

The butler responded with a smile:

"The patriarch has been taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Right now, he's probably having dinner at Buddha's house."

"The head of the family will be back in another hour or two."

The butler was already used to Qi Baye eating and drinking for free at Buddha's house.

Therefore, he only prepared Qi Mo's dinner for tonight.

Since he didn't know Qi Mo's appetite, he made enough for two people.

Now it seems we didn't make enough; there doesn't seem to be enough food.

Qi Mo frowned and muttered:

"They were taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Could it be because of the train incident?"

"Never mind, I'll ask my cousin when he gets back."

After finishing his meal, Qi Mo asked the housekeeper to clear the table and then returned to his room.

He opened the door to the dark room and went inside.

Inside the glass case.

That Japanese samurai was covered in red pimples; he looked quite horrifying!

He scratched his arm and pleaded painfully:

"It itches so much, please kill me, give me a quick death."

"I don't want to suffer like this anymore."

"In my next life, I never want to come to China again."

He deeply regretted listening to his superior and coming to this mysterious country on a mission.

Now, he is tormented to the point of unbearable pain...

Qi Mo chuckled twice, looking at the Japanese samurai in the glass case:

"Want to die? Not so easy."

"You are a precious experimental subject, how could I bear to kill you?"

"Just slowly endure the pain!"

Upon hearing this, the Japanese samurai looked utterly desperate, banging his head against the glass wall and cursing:

"You devil, you won't get away with this."

"One day, the soldiers of my great Japanese Empire will grind you to dust..."

Qi Mo didn't care about the curses. After all, why bother with someone struggling on their deathbed?

He took out his thick notebook and began to slowly and deliberately record the changes in the Japanese samurai's body.

…………

Nighttime.

With a sigh, Master Qi returned to the courtyard and went straight to Qi Mo's room.

He didn't open the door to the secret room rashly, but knocked several times and shouted into it:

"Cousin, cousin, are you in there?"

"Could you come out for a moment? I have something to tell you."

Qi Mo opened the door to the dark room and walked out.

He used his body to block Qi Baye's curious gaze, preventing him from seeing what was inside.

"Cousin, I heard you went to see Master Zhang."

"What did he say to you?"

Master Qi sighed and said:

"Cousin, Master Fo wants me to accompany him to the mine tomorrow to investigate the Japanese conspiracy."

"He even said he'd bring you along too."

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes, lost in thought. What did this Great Buddha mean by bringing him along?

Was she trying to test him?

Or perhaps they want him to remain forever asleep underground in the mine?

He touched the head of the mutated pheasant by the neck and said:

"I see."

"Cousin, your older cousin will go with you, nothing will happen."

"Don't keep sighing."

It's like they're going to get into trouble.

However, if Zhang Dafoye really makes a move against him, then don't blame him for being impolite and using an S-type bomb to bury him under the mine.

A strong killing intent flashed in Qi Mo's eyes.

"The food is in the kitchen, I'll go get it for you."

Qi Mo nodded.

He sat at the dining table, waiting for the food to be served.

Soon, the butler brought up the food, and Qi Mo picked up the rice and wolfed it down.

He was really hungry!

My body desperately needs to replenish nutrients!

Hmm, this old butler is a good cook; the food he makes is quite delicious!

Qi Mo asked while eating:

"Butler, where's my cousin? I haven't seen him."

The butler responded with a smile:

"The patriarch has been taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Right now, he's probably having dinner at Buddha's house."

"The head of the family will be back in another hour or two."

The butler was already used to Qi Baye eating and drinking for free at Buddha's house.

Therefore, he only prepared Qi Mo's dinner for tonight.

Since he didn't know Qi Mo's appetite, he made enough for two people.

Now it seems we didn't make enough; there doesn't seem to be enough food.

Qi Mo frowned and muttered:

"They were taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Could it be because of the train incident?"

"Never mind, I'll ask my cousin when he gets back."

After finishing his meal, Qi Mo asked the housekeeper to clear the table and then returned to his room.

He opened the door to the dark room and went inside.

Inside the glass case.

That Japanese samurai was covered in red pimples; he looked quite horrifying!

He scratched his arm and pleaded painfully:

"It itches so much, please kill me, give me a quick death."

"I don't want to suffer like this anymore."

"In my next life, I never want to come to China again."

He deeply regretted listening to his superior and coming to this mysterious country on a mission.

Now, he is tormented to the point of unbearable pain...

Qi Mo chuckled twice, looking at the Japanese samurai in the glass case:

"Want to die? Not so easy."

"You are a precious experimental subject, how could I bear to kill you?"

"Just slowly endure the pain!"

Upon hearing this, the Japanese samurai looked utterly desperate, banging his head against the glass wall and cursing:

"You devil, you won't get away with this."

"One day, the soldiers of my great Japanese Empire will grind you to dust..."

Qi Mo didn't care about the curses. After all, why bother with someone struggling on their deathbed?

He took out his thick notebook and began to slowly and deliberately record the changes in the Japanese samurai's body.

…………

Nighttime.

With a sigh, Master Qi returned to the courtyard and went straight to Qi Mo's room.

He didn't open the door to the secret room rashly, but knocked several times and shouted into it:

"Cousin, cousin, are you in there?"

"Could you come out for a moment? I have something to tell you."

Qi Mo opened the door to the dark room and walked out.

He used his body to block Qi Baye's curious gaze, preventing him from seeing what was inside.

"Cousin, I heard you went to see Master Zhang."

"What did he say to you?"

Master Qi sighed and said:

"Cousin, Master Fo wants me to accompany him to the mine tomorrow to investigate the Japanese conspiracy."

"He even said he'd bring you along too."

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes, lost in thought. What did this Great Buddha mean by bringing him along?

Was she trying to test him?

Or perhaps they want him to remain forever asleep underground in the mine?

He touched the head of the mutated pheasant by the neck and said:

"I see."

"Cousin, your older cousin will go with you, nothing will happen."

"Don't keep sighing."

It's like they're going to get into trouble.

However, if Zhang Dafoye really makes a move against him, then don't blame him for being impolite and using an S-type bomb to bury him under the mine.

A strong killing intent flashed in Qi Mo's eyes.

"Mr. Qi, you're awake. Are you hungry?"

"The food is in the kitchen, I'll go get it for you."

Qi Mo nodded.

He sat at the dining table, waiting for the food to be served.

Soon, the butler brought up the food, and Qi Mo picked up the rice and wolfed it down.

He was really hungry!

My body desperately needs to replenish nutrients!

Hmm, this old butler is a good cook; the food he makes is quite delicious!

Qi Mo asked while eating:

"Butler, where's my cousin? I haven't seen him."

The butler responded with a smile:

"The patriarch has been taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Right now, he's probably having dinner at Buddha's house."

"The head of the family will be back in another hour or two."

The butler was already used to Qi Baye eating and drinking for free at Buddha's house.

Therefore, he only prepared Qi Mo's dinner for tonight.

Since he didn't know Qi Mo's appetite, he made enough for two people.

Now it seems we didn't make enough; there doesn't seem to be enough food.

Qi Mo frowned and muttered:

"They were taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Could it be because of the train incident?"

"Never mind, I'll ask my cousin when he gets back."

After finishing his meal, Qi Mo asked the housekeeper to clear the table and then returned to his room.

He opened the door to the dark room and went inside.

Inside the glass case.

That Japanese samurai was covered in red pimples; he looked quite horrifying!

He scratched his arm and pleaded painfully:

"It itches so much, please kill me, give me a quick death."

"I don't want to suffer like this anymore."

"In my next life, I never want to come to China again."

He deeply regretted listening to his superior and coming to this mysterious country on a mission.

Now, he is tormented to the point of unbearable pain...

Qi Mo chuckled twice, looking at the Japanese samurai in the glass case:

"Want to die? Not so easy."

"You are a precious experimental subject, how could I bear to kill you?"

"Just slowly endure the pain!"

Upon hearing this, the Japanese samurai looked utterly desperate, banging his head against the glass wall and cursing:

"You devil, you won't get away with this."

"One day, the soldiers of my great Japanese Empire will grind you to dust..."

Qi Mo didn't care about the curses. After all, why bother with someone struggling on their deathbed?

He took out his thick notebook and began to slowly and deliberately record the changes in the Japanese samurai's body.

…………

Nighttime.

With a sigh, Master Qi returned to the courtyard and went straight to Qi Mo's room.

He didn't open the door to the secret room rashly, but knocked several times and shouted into it:

"Cousin, cousin, are you in there?"

"Could you come out for a moment? I have something to tell you."

Qi Mo opened the door to the dark room and walked out.

He used his body to block Qi Baye's curious gaze, preventing him from seeing what was inside.

"Cousin, I heard you went to see Master Zhang."

"What did he say to you?"

Master Qi sighed and said:

"Cousin, Master Fo wants me to accompany him to the mine tomorrow to investigate the Japanese conspiracy."

"He even said he'd bring you along too."

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes, lost in thought. What did this Great Buddha mean by bringing him along?

Was she trying to test him?

Or perhaps they want him to remain forever asleep underground in the mine?

He touched the head of the mutated pheasant by the neck and said:

"I see."

"Cousin, your older cousin will go with you, nothing will happen."

"Don't keep sighing."

It's like they're going to get into trouble.

However, if Zhang Dafoye really makes a move against him, then don't blame him for being impolite and using an S-type bomb to bury him under the mine.

A strong killing intent flashed in Qi Mo's eyes.

"The food is in the kitchen, I'll go get it for you."

Qi Mo nodded.

He sat at the dining table, waiting for the food to be served.

Soon, the butler brought up the food, and Qi Mo picked up the rice and wolfed it down.

He was really hungry!

My body desperately needs to replenish nutrients!

Hmm, this old butler is a good cook; the food he makes is quite delicious!

Qi Mo asked while eating:

"Butler, where's my cousin? I haven't seen him."

The butler responded with a smile:

"The patriarch has been taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Right now, he's probably having dinner at Buddha's house."

"The head of the family will be back in another hour or two."

The butler was already used to Qi Baye eating and drinking for free at Buddha's house.

Therefore, he only prepared Qi Mo's dinner for tonight.

Since he didn't know Qi Mo's appetite, he made enough for two people.

Now it seems we didn't make enough; there doesn't seem to be enough food.

Qi Mo frowned and muttered:

"They were taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Could it be because of the train incident?"

"Never mind, I'll ask my cousin when he gets back."

After finishing his meal, Qi Mo asked the housekeeper to clear the table and then returned to his room.

He opened the door to the dark room and went inside.

Inside the glass case.

That Japanese samurai was covered in red pimples; he looked quite horrifying!

He scratched his arm and pleaded painfully:

"It itches so much, please kill me, give me a quick death."

"I don't want to suffer like this anymore."

"In my next life, I never want to come to China again."

He deeply regretted listening to his superior and coming to this mysterious country on a mission.

Now, he is tormented to the point of unbearable pain...

Qi Mo chuckled twice, looking at the Japanese samurai in the glass case:

"Want to die? Not so easy."

"You are a precious experimental subject, how could I bear to kill you?"

"Just slowly endure the pain!"

Upon hearing this, the Japanese samurai looked utterly desperate, banging his head against the glass wall and cursing:

"You devil, you won't get away with this."

"One day, the soldiers of my great Japanese Empire will grind you to dust..."

Qi Mo didn't care about the curses. After all, why bother with someone struggling on their deathbed?

He took out his thick notebook and began to slowly and deliberately record the changes in the Japanese samurai's body.

…………

Nighttime.

With a sigh, Master Qi returned to the courtyard and went straight to Qi Mo's room.

He didn't open the door to the secret room rashly, but knocked several times and shouted into it:

"Cousin, cousin, are you in there?"

"Could you come out for a moment? I have something to tell you."

Qi Mo opened the door to the dark room and walked out.

He used his body to block Qi Baye's curious gaze, preventing him from seeing what was inside.

"Cousin, I heard you went to see Master Zhang."

"What did he say to you?"

Master Qi sighed and said:

"Cousin, Master Fo wants me to accompany him to the mine tomorrow to investigate the Japanese conspiracy."

"He even said he'd bring you along too."

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes, lost in thought. What did this Great Buddha mean by bringing him along?

Was she trying to test him?

Or perhaps they want him to remain forever asleep underground in the mine?

He touched the head of the mutated pheasant by the neck and said:

"I see."

"Cousin, your older cousin will go with you, nothing will happen."

"Don't keep sighing."

It's like they're going to get into trouble.

However, if Zhang Dafoye really makes a move against him, then don't blame him for being impolite and using an S-type bomb to bury him under the mine.

A strong killing intent flashed in Qi Mo's eyes.

"The food is in the kitchen, I'll go get it for you."

Qi Mo nodded.

He sat at the dining table, waiting for the food to be served.

Soon, the butler brought up the food, and Qi Mo picked up the rice and wolfed it down.

He was really hungry!

My body desperately needs to replenish nutrients!

Hmm, this old butler is a good cook; the food he makes is quite delicious!

Qi Mo asked while eating:

"Butler, where's my cousin? I haven't seen him."

The butler responded with a smile:

"The patriarch has been taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Right now, he's probably having dinner at Buddha's house."

"The head of the family will be back in another hour or two."

The butler was already used to Qi Baye eating and drinking for free at Buddha's house.

Therefore, he only prepared Qi Mo's dinner for tonight.

Since he didn't know Qi Mo's appetite, he made enough for two people.

Now it seems we didn't make enough; there doesn't seem to be enough food.

Qi Mo frowned and muttered:

"They were taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Could it be because of the train incident?"

"Never mind, I'll ask my cousin when he gets back."

After finishing his meal, Qi Mo asked the housekeeper to clear the table and then returned to his room.

He opened the door to the dark room and went inside.

Inside the glass case.

That Japanese samurai was covered in red pimples; he looked quite horrifying!

He scratched his arm and pleaded painfully:

"It itches so much, please kill me, give me a quick death."

"I don't want to suffer like this anymore."

"In my next life, I never want to come to China again."

He deeply regretted listening to his superior and coming to this mysterious country on a mission.

Now, he is tormented to the point of unbearable pain...

Qi Mo chuckled twice, looking at the Japanese samurai in the glass case:

"Want to die? Not so easy."

"You are a precious experimental subject, how could I bear to kill you?"

"Just slowly endure the pain!"

Upon hearing this, the Japanese samurai looked utterly desperate, banging his head against the glass wall and cursing:

"You devil, you won't get away with this."

"One day, the soldiers of my great Japanese Empire will grind you to dust..."

Qi Mo didn't care about the curses. After all, why bother with someone struggling on their deathbed?

He took out his thick notebook and began to slowly and deliberately record the changes in the Japanese samurai's body.

…………

Nighttime.

With a sigh, Master Qi returned to the courtyard and went straight to Qi Mo's room.

He didn't open the door to the secret room rashly, but knocked several times and shouted into it:

"Cousin, cousin, are you in there?"

"Could you come out for a moment? I have something to tell you."

Qi Mo opened the door to the dark room and walked out.

He used his body to block Qi Baye's curious gaze, preventing him from seeing what was inside.

"Cousin, I heard you went to see Master Zhang."

"What did he say to you?"

Master Qi sighed and said:

"Cousin, Master Fo wants me to accompany him to the mine tomorrow to investigate the Japanese conspiracy."

"He even said he'd bring you along too."

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes, lost in thought. What did this Great Buddha mean by bringing him along?

Was she trying to test him?

Or perhaps they want him to remain forever asleep underground in the mine?

He touched the head of the mutated pheasant by the neck and said:

"I see."

"Cousin, your older cousin will go with you, nothing will happen."

"Don't keep sighing."

It's like they're going to get into trouble.

However, if Zhang Dafoye really makes a move against him, then don't blame him for being impolite and using an S-type bomb to bury him under the mine.

A strong killing intent flashed in Qi Mo's eyes.

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Upon seeing Qi Mo, he stopped what he was doing and said respectfully:

"Mr. Qi, you're awake. Are you hungry?"

"The food is in the kitchen, I'll go get it for you."

Qi Mo nodded.

He sat at the dining table, waiting for the food to be served.

Soon, the butler brought up the food, and Qi Mo picked up the rice and wolfed it down.

He was really hungry!

My body desperately needs to replenish nutrients!

Hmm, this old butler is a good cook; the food he makes is quite delicious!

Qi Mo asked while eating:

"Butler, where's my cousin? I haven't seen him."

The butler responded with a smile:

"The patriarch has been taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Right now, he's probably having dinner at Buddha's house."

"The head of the family will be back in another hour or two."

The butler was already used to Qi Baye eating and drinking for free at Buddha's house.

Therefore, he only prepared Qi Mo's dinner for tonight.

Since he didn't know Qi Mo's appetite, he made enough for two people.

Now it seems we didn't make enough; there doesn't seem to be enough food.

Qi Mo frowned and muttered:

"They were taken away by Zhang Dafoye's men."

"Could it be because of the train incident?"

"Never mind, I'll ask my cousin when he gets back."

After finishing his meal, Qi Mo asked the housekeeper to clear the table and then returned to his room.

He opened the door to the dark room and went inside.

Inside the glass case.

That Japanese samurai was covered in red pimples; he looked quite horrifying!

He scratched his arm and pleaded painfully:

"It itches so much, please kill me, give me a quick death."

"I don't want to suffer like this anymore."

"In my next life, I never want to come to China again."

He deeply regretted listening to his superior and coming to this mysterious country on a mission.

Now, he is tormented to the point of unbearable pain...

Qi Mo chuckled twice, looking at the Japanese samurai in the glass case:

"Want to die? Not so easy."

"You are a precious experimental subject, how could I bear to kill you?"

"Just slowly endure the pain!"

Upon hearing this, the Japanese samurai looked utterly desperate, banging his head against the glass wall and cursing:

"You devil, you won't get away with this."

"One day, the soldiers of my great Japanese Empire will grind you to dust..."

Qi Mo didn't care about the curses. After all, why bother with someone struggling on their deathbed?

He took out his thick notebook and began to slowly and deliberately record the changes in the Japanese samurai's body.

…………

Nighttime.

With a sigh, Master Qi returned to the courtyard and went straight to Qi Mo's room.

He didn't open the door to the secret room rashly, but knocked several times and shouted into it:

"Cousin, cousin, are you in there?"

"Could you come out for a moment? I have something to tell you."

Qi Mo opened the door to the dark room and walked out.

He used his body to block Qi Baye's curious gaze, preventing him from seeing what was inside.

"Cousin, I heard you went to see Master Zhang."

"What did he say to you?"

Master Qi sighed and said:

"Cousin, Master Fo wants me to accompany him to the mine tomorrow to investigate the Japanese conspiracy."

"He even said he'd bring you along too."

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes, lost in thought. What did this Great Buddha mean by bringing him along?

Was she trying to test him?

Or perhaps they want him to remain forever asleep underground in the mine?

He touched the head of the mutated pheasant by the neck and said:

"I see."

"Cousin, your older cousin will go with you, nothing will happen."

"Don't keep sighing."

It's like they're going to get into trouble.

However, if Zhang Dafoye really makes a move against him, then don't blame him for being impolite and using an S-type bomb to bury him under the mine.

A strong killing intent flashed in Qi Mo's eyes.