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[156 kilometers to your destination, route planning in progress...]

After getting off the plane, Zhou Yan looked at the distance displayed on the navigation software, and his eye twitched involuntarily.

He silently put his phone away, completely suppressing the urge to pull out his "Ruyi Maybach" from his pocket...

That's way too damn far!

"Even though it wasn't peak tourist season, the plane ticket still cost a whopping 800 yuan... I only have 4,200 yuan left in my entire savings..."

And for this 100-plus kilometers... the fuel cost plus tolls... will be at least several hundred!

After last night.

Zhou Yan, who had just "entered a moderately prosperous life" two and a half days ago, has once again returned to a state of utter poverty.

The gas card worth 100,000 yuan in his pocket... was his last act of defiance!

I can't bear to spend the money!

With that in mind, Zhou Yan decisively dialed Village Chief Ma's number...

Since I am a guest, it is only right and proper for him, the local host, to send someone to pick me up!

"Hello, is this Village Chief Ma? This is Zhou Yan."

Brother Zhou...

On the other end of the phone, Ma Xianhong's voice sounded somewhat tired, but also carried a hint of relief.

Think about it too.

Suddenly, a complete stranger stripped him almost naked...

Zhou Yan estimated that he hadn't slept well for the past two days since that phone call with him!

【You're finally here! Just come out from the exit, my people have been waiting for you at the airport...】

"Alright!"

Reliable!

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yan strode outside.

No wonder he's the village chief; his awareness is truly high!

As a result, I had just stepped out of the terminal building.

Facing you, you see a long banner with red background and gold lettering, fluttering in the wind across the road—

[A warm welcome to Master Zhou for visiting and providing guidance to our village!]

What era are we living in? Why are we still doing this?

That's so incredibly tacky!

Zhou Yan glanced at it once and then looked away, inwardly complaining.

Wait a minute...

Master Zhou... Master Zhou?!

Could it be me?!

Below the banner, on the left, stood a scruffy man with slightly protruding front teeth.

To the right is a burly, square-shaped man who is 200 cm tall and weighs about 200 kg!

The two men, each holding one end of the banner, looked serious, craning their necks and staring intently at the flow of people pouring out of the airport.

Right below the banner stood a man with a long, gray hair, looking miserable...

This bizarre trio, simply by standing there, had already successfully attracted the attention of everyone at the exit.

Many passengers covered their mouths and chuckled, while some even took out their phones to take pictures as souvenirs...

What an unfortunate sight...

Oh no... It's a "superior talent" sent by Ma Xianhong!

Zhou Yan lowered his head and hurried along, wanting to get away from the other person as quickly as possible.

He wants to retract his earlier assessment of Ma Xianhong as "reliable in handling affairs"!

Is it really that hard to simply send a driver, or have a tour group hold up a small sign and wait...?

Why make such a big fuss?!

Faced with the prospect of public humiliation versus the expense of a taxi ride... he chose the latter!

"Master Zhou!!!"

Zhou Yan was walking toward the nearest taxi with his head down.

The man with prematurely gray hair... seems to have noticed him!

"Where is it? Let me see, which one is Master Zhou?"

"Huh? He's surprisingly young... I thought he'd be an old man..."

Swish-!

In an instant, countless eyes turned toward them.

Zhou Yan felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

"It wasn't me...you've mistaken me for someone else."

Before he could even try to argue, the young man with white hair leaped high into the air and charged straight at him!

"We've been waiting for you!"

He lightly touched the ground with his feet a few times in mid-air, using a stone block for leverage, and thus managed to cross a distance of more than ten meters, landing steadily in front of Zhou Yan!

boom!

The man with premature gray hair took out a photo from his pocket and compared it repeatedly.

He immediately grabbed Zhou Yan's hand, his face showing the excitement of finding his people:

"Master Zhou, hello! I am Qiu Rang from Biyou Village!"

"Holy crap, that's awesome!"

"Wow, that's amazing! Is that kung fu?"

"No wonder you were dressed so strangely... turns out you're a martial arts expert!"

The onlookers, bewildered, applauded and cheered!

But Qiu Rang, that simpleton, seemed completely oblivious to all this, only focused on enthusiastically waving Zhou Yan's hand...

Behind them, the man with buck teeth and the burly man with a square face were already carrying banners, walking heavily and huffing and puffing as they ran over.

Zhou Yan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was completely dead.

"Master Zhou, let me introduce you. Those two are Guo Liang and Haricha Gai from our village..."

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Unlike the onlookers who just shouted "666", Zhou Yan saw things very clearly.

This grudge prevented the flow of Qi within his body from being intense when he stepped through the air earlier...

On the contrary, there was a faint glint of light on his seemingly ordinary black cloth shoes!

It's a ritual implement!

As Qiu Rang turned around, he introduced the other people to him.

Zhou Yan's gaze, once it fell upon the gleaming gold object at his waist, was fixed on it...

If I remember correctly...

Its name is Gilded Ruyi!

It's a magical artifact!!!

Memories I hadn't previously paid attention to suddenly flooded back...

Qiu Rang...a die-hard fan of Ma Xianhong!

The only weapon refiner in the village to have received the complete inheritance of the Divine Refinement Technique!

"Zhou Yan!"

Zhou Yan's attitude instantly did a 180-degree turn, and the way he looked at Qiu Rang was as if he were looking at a walking ATM...

Biyou Village is great...

We have to go to Biyou Village!

The twelve superior root types need no further explanation.

All those "villagers" who came from all over the country to seek refuge with Ma Xianhong each possessed at least one magical artifact!

Zhou Yan's lips curled into a smile, which became increasingly difficult to suppress...

He seemed to know how to quickly make up for the more than 600,000 yuan he lost last night!

I would call it—the Biyou Village Magic Item Collection Project!

"There's no time to lose, Master Qiu Rang! Let's set off immediately! I can't wait!"

Qiu Rang felt uneasy under Zhou Yan's suddenly fiery gaze!

He instinctively shrank his neck and quickly greeted them:

"Alright, alright, Master Zhou, please come with me... the village chief... uh, he's been waiting for you!"

He turned and led the way.

Completely unaware, the "big treasure" she wore on her waist was drifting further and further away from him...