Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

Immediately, Mr. Qian turned his head, veins bulging on his forehead, and roared at Teacher Huang:

"Shut up!"

The roar, full of energy, echoed through the empty underground hall.

Mr. Qian now has real reason to suspect that this seemingly respectable Chef Huang may be harboring malicious intentions!

He quickly went through the clues in his mind.

He had heard that when the village entrance had unearthed a thousand or eight hundred conventional bombs, it was this Teacher Huang who righteously made Li Mo'an shift all the blame onto him.

Today, Li Mo'an came to the back mountain, knocked open the blast door with a hoe, and dug out this mushroom egg, all because Teacher Huang took the initiative to suggest that he come and dig a fishpond to avoid trouble.

Both of these earth-shattering events are inextricably linked to Chef Huang!

"So..." This thought came to Qian Lao's mind.

"He's deliberately using these words at this critical juncture to distract Li Mo'an."

"He wouldn't be planning to detonate this landmine and kill me and Li Mo'an here, would he?!"

"That way, with no one to testify against him, no one will hold him accountable for giving such a bad idea!"

Although this was a wild thought born of extreme panic, in Qian Lao’s view, it made perfect sense!

Startled by Mr. Qian's angry outburst, Teacher Huang was taken aback.

He shrank back, looking somewhat aggrieved, and muttered, "Am I wrong? That's how those bombs came about."

At this point, even Yang Mi couldn't stand it anymore.

She was also terrified and immediately turned to him, telling him to shut up:

"Teacher Huang, Li Mo'an is clearing mines right now!"

"Is it appropriate for you to strike up a conversation with him here?"

Teacher Huang then realized that the occasion was inappropriate. This was an occupational hazard for him, a veteran of variety shows. When filming a program, he had to talk to himself in front of the camera to create a good program effect.

Fortunately, Li Mo'an's technique was indeed steady.

Without any external interference, he quickly finished clearing the mines.

With the fuse safely removed, Mr. Qian was finally out of danger and completely safe.

He let out a long breath, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and felt as if he had just escaped death.

He stared in shock at the metal shell on the ground, then looked up at Li Mo'an and said:

"You better show me a safe road."

"I need to go check on the status of that mushroom bomb!"

Li Mo'an stood up and patted the dirt off his hands.

Looking at the nervous Mr. Qian, he calmly stated:

"No need to point anymore."

"Just this one landmine."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Qian, who had just caught his breath, was stunned.

Then.

This made it even harder for Mr. Qian to hold back.

He completely lost his composure as an elder.

He pointed his finger at Li Mo'an's nose, spitting as he roared:

"Only this one landmine?!"

"Since there was only this one landmine, why didn't you defuse it first?!"

Faced with Qian Lao's anger, Li Mo'an spread his hands.

He looked completely innocent and calmly stated:

"Nobody steps on this landmine."

"Isn't it safe for it to lie there so quietly?"

The air became quiet.

Upon hearing this answer, Mr. Qian almost choked on his breath, feeling as if he was about to suffer a stroke.

So this is still my fault?

Was it my choice to test its temper with my foot?!

Old Qian clutched his chest, deciding he didn't want to waste another word on this guy with such a peculiar way of thinking.

He bypassed Li Mo'an and hurried over to examine the mushroom-shaped egg standing in the center of the hall.

In the hall, everyone held their breath.

Everyone watched Mr. Qian nervously.

Qian Lao was seen carefully examining the huge nuclear bomb casing and fuse circuitry with various portable instruments he had brought.

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

After a while.

The previously silent Mr. Qian suddenly let out a gasp, rising eight octaves in disbelief:

"How is this possible?!"

His exclamation.

The hearts of everyone present instantly jumped to their throats.

Yang Mi, Wang Dafa, Teacher Huang, and the others were all terrified and turned pale.

Everyone thought this was a countdown warning that a nuclear bomb was about to explode.

result.

Old Qian swallowed hard, and then slowly uttered the following words:

"This...this is actually fixed!"

"The internal decay circuitry was forcibly severed by a very ingenious physical method!"

Everyone stood there dumbfounded, completely stunned.

Yang Mi was speechless.

No, why are you speaking in such a breathy manner?

That almost scared the souls out of everyone!

At the same time, they also felt that Li Mo'an was really too strange.

Mr. Qian was a highly respected and meticulous old man.

After only a short time of brief contact with him, he changed completely, even his speaking style became more exaggerated and startled.

Then.

After everyone had processed Qian Lao's words, they all turned around incredulously and looked at Li Mo'an.

This kid actually used a broken hoe.

They fixed a mushroom egg that was about to explode?!

He faced the stares of the crowd, as if he were a monster.

Li Mo'an remained calm.

He shrugged and said in a matter-of-fact tone:

"What's so surprising about that?"

"I learned how to clear mines and defused bombs in the army."

"Mushroom eggs are bouncy too."

Listening to this utterly unreasonable ramblings.

Everyone in the hall, including Mr. Qian, was speechless.

Treating a mushroom bomb like a regular grenade to repair—only this kid could pull off such an operation.

........................................

After a thorough cross-check by several nuclear physics experts.

After confirming that the detonation mechanism of the nuclear bomb had been completely locked and there was no risk of leakage or explosion for the time being.

The tension that had been hanging in the air finally eased.

Considering the complexity of the underground environment, Wang Dafa and Qian Lao decided after discussion to lead everyone away from here first.

Once we get back, we'll mobilize more specialized chemical defense troops and heavy equipment to develop a comprehensive relocation and disposal plan.

The group followed the passage down to the ground.

When they finally emerged from that dark underground fortification.

The sky outside has changed color.

Time passed, and now the sun was setting.

A gentle breeze swept through the mountains and forests, dispelling the oppressive feeling from the underground.

Li Mo'an took a deep breath of fresh air.

He raised his hand, pointed to the distant horizon, and said to Yang Mi beside him:

"Auntie, look, the sunset clouds are fiery red."

Hearing Li Mo'an's words, she looked in the direction he was pointing.

She gazed at the magnificent, crimson expanse of the sky, which seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.

It was rare for him to utter a sigh:

"What beautiful sunset clouds!"

As she spoke, she stretched, revealing her beautiful curves.

As she gazed at the sunset, a rare moment of peace settled over her.

After all, she had experienced too much today, and her heart had been under tremendous strain.

Now that the nuclear bomb issue has finally come to an end and everyone is safe, she feels a sense of peace after surviving a catastrophe.

Mr. Qian stood not far away.

Now that the threat of the mushroom bombs was gone, he finally regained his elder-like demeanor.

He was walking over with his hands behind his back, ready to give Li Mo'an a few earnest words of advice, telling him not to be so reckless in the future.

Hearing their conversation, Old Qian also glanced in the direction Li Mo'an pointed.

Just one glance.

Mr. Qian was stunned for a moment.

He couldn't maintain his composure as an elder any longer.

That's a fiery sunset cloud!