＞The smoke from the four countries' tribute blocking the door of the general's mansion has just cleared, and the pickle jar No. 7 in the backyard is once again being crazily worshipped by the people.

The rumor about the "auspicious jar" spread like wildfire. People smashed their rice jars to pay tribute to the pickle jar, and the county magistrate even placed his seal in front of the pickle jar to work.

> Chen Bao planned to formulate the "Pickled Vegetable Jar Household Registration Law" overnight, Er Bao's pacifier was responsible for detecting "fake auspicious jars", and San Bao's Yun Zhou was forced to be converted into a "copycat jar recycling line".

> Lingbao gnawed on the rim of the tank, leaving a new Chaos Formula. The Venomous Tongue System carved a warning on the wall: "Anyone who scrapes the tank again will be punished by having Lingbao wash diapers for a hundred years!"

Xiao Jue looked at the "tribute-grade pickle jars" confiscated throughout the courtyard and sighed, "This world has finally been pickled to its full potential."

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The epic traffic jam in front of the General's Mansion, caused by the "Seven-Colored Auspicious" tributes from four nations, finally cleared, leaving only a few strands of gold thread crushed into the mud by wheels and a few multicolored fluorescent insects fluttering aimlessly, flickering futilely in the cool morning air. Everyone in the mansion assumed the absurd storm caused by Lingbao's mindless differential equations scratched on the pickle jar had subsided. They could breathe and return to their studies of managing the treasury with an abacus or soothing their crying Erbao with a pacifier.

However, they underestimated the terrifying power that could be generated by the combination of human imagination and blind enthusiasm, which could spread like wildfire.

The aftermath of the "divine secret leak" incident didn't stop with the embarrassed retreat of the four tribute envoys. In the streets of the royal city, the onlookers, vendors, and even the low-level monks who witnessed the grand spectacle of "pacifier testing and data slapping in the face" became the most enthusiastic propagators and re-creators of the "Miracle of Jar No. 7, C-shaped."

**"Have you heard? That pickle jar in the backyard of the General's Mansion is an ancient Chaos artifact! It has divine patterns on its surface!"**

**"More than that! Xiling's hundred-foot-long divine embroidery was nothing but a ghostly scribble before it! The pacifier banker examined it and its true form was revealed!"**

**"That huge block of ice from Beidi looks scary, but it's only 30% orderly! It's not even as neat as the jar of pickled cabbage my wife pickles!"**

"What's the key point? It's the lines on the jar! His Highness Ling's little hand touched it, leaving behind the true meaning of chaos! It can predict a nation's destiny, determine good and bad luck, and predict the future!"

Rumors escalated, mutated, and fermented as they were spread with added fuel and exaggeration. Soon, in countless mouths, "C-shaped Jar No. 7" shed its simple, pickled vegetable guise and took on glittering, self-contained soundtrack-enhancing titles like "Chaos Secret Jar," "Auspicious Origin Jar," and "His Highness Zero's Official Prophecy Artifact." Furthermore, some "smart people" began to draw inferences from this:

**“Since the jar in the general’s mansion is so effective, what about our own pickle jar?”**

**"Anything His Highness Ling has touched is a true miracle, but...what if my jar and the one in the General's Mansion were fired in the same kiln? Even if we round it up, it can still be considered divine, right?"**

**"Offer! Offer it with sincerity! If you are sincere, it will work. What if my jar works someday?"**

An unprecedented "pickle jar worship movement" broke out like a plague, sweeping across the royal city and even the surrounding counties.

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The early morning in the General's Mansion was torn apart by A'Luo's distorted scream.

"Madam! General! Something bad has happened! Come and see what's happening outside the palace wall!" Ah Luo's face turned pale as she tumbled into the dining room, clutching a handful of freshly picked young leaves in her hand, which she was going to squeeze into juice for Lingbao. The leaves trembled between her fingers.

At the dinner table, Su Li attempted to feed Lingbao a spoonful of rice porridge, laced with traces of chaotic spiritual energy. Lingbao's little head turned resolutely to the side, her tiny hand reaching for the tassel dangling from the Guihong ruler at Xiao Jue's waist. Xiao Jue held his daughter steadily in one hand, while calmly using chopsticks with the other hand he plucked up a piece of crystal shrimp dumpling, which had been "enchanted" by the second child, Su Heng, with a golden pacifier, supposedly to enhance concentration. Third child, Su Yu, sat on a specially designed high chair, using a spoon to direct his model rainbow cloud boat on a "low-altitude patrol" above the bowl of porridge. Chenbao, Su Chen, clutched his abacus, his brows slightly furrowed, clearly not forgetting to work on some complex financial model even during breakfast.

Ah Luo's scream made everyone stop moving.

"Why are you so scared?" Xiao Jue put down his chopsticks. The tassel of Guihong ruler was successfully captured by Lingbao, and the little girl stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it with satisfaction.

"Outside... outside the mansion wall... across the street... at Granny Wang's house..." Ah Luo babbled incoherently, her finger trembling as she pointed towards the mansion gate. "She... she tore down the wall! Facing our mansion! Facing our backyard! She built... built..."

"What did you build?" Su Li put down the rice porridge spoon, and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"They've built a shrine!" Ah Luo finally cried out, her voice thick with tears. "It's wrapped in red silk, and they're enshrining...enshrining her family's heirloom pickle jar, cracked in three places! In front of the jar are incense burners, pig heads, and two giant carp! Old Mrs. Wang and her entire family are facing our backyard...kowtow! They're mumbling things like, 'Ask for the blessing of the auspicious jar!' and 'A touch of His Highness Ling's chaotic energy!'"

"Poof!" Su Li sprayed the tea she had just taken all over Erbao's cloud boat model. The rainbow halo of the small cloud boat instantly went out, and it dripped tea aggrievedly. Sanbao Su Yu cried out "Wow!" "My boat! It's taking on water! It's going to sink!"

The abacus beads of Chenbao Su Chen made a crisp "crackling" sound, and the deduction process was directly interrupted. The shock and confusion of "Human Confusing Behavior Award" were written all over his little face.

The corner of Xiao Jue's mouth twitched imperceptibly, and the Guihong ruler hummed softly in its sheath, as if expressing its speechlessness. Lingbao was happily nibbling on the tassel, completely unaffected, his little feet happily kicking against Xiao Jue's legs.

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