I was banned by the Revitalization event.

It felt like my brain was being rubbed raw.

Qin Luo turned to look at Jiang Qiaomiao. The girl was holding her phone, her eyes bright, clearly looking like she had just been through something.

Oh, this.

"Teacher Jiang, what's the appeal of this TV series?" Qin Luo asked, somewhat puzzled.

Is he out of touch with the times?

"Don't you think Ouyang Gangtie and Wang Dazhuang's relationship is beautiful? Look, Ouyang Gangtie caused such a big trouble, but Wang Dazhuang forgave her and stayed by her side." Jiang Qiaomiao said enviously, clenching her hands.

Wang Dazhuang is so good to Ouyang Gangtie.

Let's take a look at Qin Luo.

He always bullies her, steals her food, and especially loves to eat her bunnies...

The girl sighed softly, a little regretful.

That's such a shame.

Qin Luo is a big bad guy. He'll never be that good to her in the next life. Jiang Qiaomiao is such an unlucky girl. She'll have to live with this bad guy who likes to bully her for the rest of her life. She'll also have to be his wife and have lots and lots of children for him. How pitiful.

Taking advantage of Qin Luo's inattention.

Jiang Qiaomiao secretly nudged him, then quickly pretended to sit up straight.

"You're a fan of celebrities?" Qin Luo asked, resting his chin on his hand.

"What is idol worship?" Jiang Qiaomiao paused, then stopped pretending and looked back at him.

"Following celebrities is... you think Wang Dazhuang is so great, so do you like him a little?" Qin Luo explained the concept of following celebrities in the simplest way possible.

The logic behind fandoms is mostly that people like a person because of a character.

If Jiang Qiaomiao likes a certain celebrity.

think carefully.

Qin Luo seemed to be a little jealous.

It's quite uncomfortable.

“Wang Dazhuang’s wife is Ouyang Gangtie. They are a couple. Why would I like him?” Jiang Qiaomiao said matter-of-factly, blinking her eyes.

Is Qin Luo a fool?

Wang Dazhuang is fictional, and Qin Luo didn't even know that the TV series was an act.

Fool.

Qin Luo: "..."

Fine.

He put his arm around the girl's waist, said nothing more, and comfortably watched the TV series.

Ordinary people are simply not on the same wavelength as Jiang Qiaomiao; trying to have a normal conversation with her is already a losing proposition.

……

Qin Luo and his group spent the entire afternoon traveling.

The train sped through the vast wilderness.

They set off at three in the afternoon, and by seven o'clock, as dusk approached, the outline of a lush forest could be seen on the horizon, the sunlight casting a thick shadow, like a ferocious beast lurking on the earth.

Southern Tibet is hot and rainy year-round, which breeds mosquitoes.

Qin Luo looked out the window.

Three hundred kilometers south of here lies lush rainforest and rolling mountains. The ancient ruins left by the cultivators are hidden here. Given the environment and climate, this journey must not be easy.

The high-speed train finally pulled into the station when the sun was halfway down.

A special car had been waiting there for a long time.

After Su Yanrou showed her identification, Qin Luo and the Jiang family master and apprentice rode together in an open-top jeep to the secret military airfield built in southern Tibet. Along the way, Qin Luo saw various missile vehicles, fighter jets, and even an underground metal structure that looked like a nuclear silo parked by the roadside.

Besides them, there were many other people carrying luggage coming and going, exchanging things with officials, and they all had considerable cultivation levels.

The more I look at this place, the more amazing it seems...

"Wouldn't this count as touching on state secrets?" Qin Luo exclaimed in surprise.

Stay here.

He immediately felt like a secret agent.

“The existence of cultivators is itself a state secret. In fact, your level of secrecy is even higher than that of these military weapons,” Su Yanrou said with a smile, pulling her white suitcase.

The cultivator possesses the strength of a thousand catties, and is more agile and compact than a machine, making him impossible to defend against.

An assassination attempt by a monk.

It is much harder to defend against than a missile attack.

Upon arriving at the helipad, a helicopter was already waiting for them. The pilots were two middle-aged men wearing helmets and dark green camouflage uniforms.

Su Yanrou walked over.

A man said something to her, and Su Yanrou pondered for a moment before simply nodding.

"Qin Luo, there's been a bit of an accident at the front. It seems the Indians accidentally triggered something, affecting the physical rules around the ruins... The helicopter can only take us 160 kilometers away. We'll have to walk the rest of the way," Su Yanrou said as she slowly returned to Qin Luo.

Chapter 154 Master's Big Rabbit

"Change the rules of physics?" Qin Luo was taken aback.

"The pilot said that since yesterday, the atmospheric pressure within a 30-kilometer radius of the ruins seems to have suddenly dropped, affecting the thermal engine-driven equipment. Therefore, the second batch of support teams can only be sent to the periphery of the ruins and approach on foot." Su Yanrou turned around and looked at the armed helicopter next to her.

A 30-kilometer trek through the jungle.

Even for a master cultivator, this requires considerable physical exertion, not to mention they also have to carry two experience-boosting pets.

This operation.

It might be more difficult than we imagined.

"Can't a plane just fly as long as it has fuel?" Jiang Qiaomiao asked softly, tugging at Qin Luo's sleeve.

Can't understand.

"Burning fuel requires air. If the pressure is low, the air becomes thin, the fuel doesn't burn completely, and the helicopter's lift also decreases..."

Qin Luo said casually.

He was still surprised that the things inside the ruins could actually alter the rules of physics.

This is something that even powerful figures of later generations could not accomplish.

However, he quickly came to terms with it. Tang Yi could talk to small animals and direct them to do free shopping at the supermarket. Compared to that, controlling atmospheric pressure within a certain range didn't seem like a big deal.

At least they still use science.

"Brother Qin Luo, why don't you just fly over there with us?" Jiang Qiaoxi said with a smile.

Qin Luo is a powerful cultivator from the Taixu realm.

The Void Realm experts can travel through the air, unrestricted by atmospheric pressure.

Thirty kilometers, and you're there in a flash.

“Those in the Taixu Realm can walk in the air and also have the capacity to bear weight. There are four of us, plus several hundred pounds of luggage, we can’t support it,” Su Yanrou said, shaking her head and patting her little disciple’s head.

All they think about is being lazy.

“No problem. The mountain roads are difficult to travel, so flying over will save us a lot of trouble.” Qin Luo thumped his hands, and that was settled.

Looking at Qin Luo's profile.

Su Yanrou didn't know what to say, so she just shook her head and smiled.

Men are boys until they die, especially in front of girls they like. They become particularly prone to showing off, carrying three people on a flight. Once they actually take to the skies, they'll realize just how tough it is.

"Shall we set off now, or rest for the night?"

"Let's go now, time waits for no one, if we're too late we might not even get a sip of soup."

Qin Luo threw his luggage onto the helicopter.

Then he jumped up and reached out his hand to Jiang Qiaomiao below.

It is not too late.

If you stay at the base, they will definitely assign each person a room so you can sleep in your own. But if you go into the mountains, then it's up to them to decide how many tents you sleep in.

The four people boarded the helicopter.

The huge black iron bird's blades began to spin, and it slowly rose into the air. Then, the fuselage tilted slightly, and the armed helicopter flew into the depths of the jungle.

……

More than an hour later, the helicopter was hovering above the jungle.

The sun has already set.

The mountains and forests below stretched out in a continuous expanse, dark and somewhat eerie. Occasionally, one or two bright spots appeared in the distance, which were campfires burning in the camp. It was too far away to tell which side they belonged to.

"We've arrived. If we go any further, the plane will lose control and we can't get any closer."

The pilot spoke from the front.

He still had a mission to complete and would have to make another trip soon. The second batch of support personnel was not just Qin Luo and his few companions; more clan forces were continuously arriving in southern Tibet.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master. Let's go down from here. Give me the luggage first; it's too big and it's in the way of my hands."

Qin Luo exchanged a few polite words.

He stood up, picked up several suitcases, and casually tossed them aside.

A sudden gust of wind surged forth.

It held up several pieces of luggage and hovered around.

Qin Luo spread his arms, gestured with his chin towards the outside, and stood at the helicopter hatch. "Come on, let's go."