Chapter 54

Wen Xin felt a little creepy at the sudden enthusiasm of Idealism.

I was enthusiastic before, but I always stopped at the right time.

It wouldn't be like it is now, where we just open our mouths and food comes, and stretch out our hands and clothes come.

It was as if he had suddenly been promoted from a concubine to the emperor whose life was hanging by a thread. With just a slight cough, countless people in the audience jumped up and called for the imperial physician.

Wen Xin shuddered all over.

The atmosphere at the B City base was very good, but the idealistic power model really made him feel uncomfortable.

When a believer carefully peeled the grapes and tenderly put them to his mouth, he quickly dodged to the side.

"Thank you, thank you, I can do it myself."

Wen Xin couldn't wait to go out and hide.

"I asked you to find my friend's whereabouts yesterday. Do you have any news now?"

The efficiency of Idealism was still high. It took only one night to get confirmed news.

The cultist said, "I have already inquired about it. Mr. Tang is in the base right now. Do you need me to call him over for you?"

Call, the word he used was call.

Wen Xin's scalp tingled: "No, no, just tell me the address and I'll go by myself."

The believers disagreed: "The bishop said that you are now an honored guest of Idealism. How can we let you go alone? That would be too disrespectful!"

Wen Xin: “…”

He doesn't mind having people follow him.

But he was really afraid that when these people saw Tang Qi, they would rush up to him and force him to kneel down, or curse him for being so brave.

That's not just the friendship boat capsizing, that's the Titanic hitting the iceberg.

Wen Xin glanced at the little fox that was still sleeping soundly beside him and poked its furry pointed ears with his fingers.

Feeling itchy from being disturbed, the fox's ears twitched twice quickly.

Wen Xin poked it again, and it trembled again.

Poke twice, shake seven times, and even shake out an afterimage.

Just refuse to wake up.

So Wen Xin reached out his hand and pinched Fentuanzi's cheek without any hesitation.

“Hmm——”

The little fox jumped up with tears in his eyes.

The cry scared the believers so much that they almost lost their souls.

But the audacious young human hasn't stopped yet.

He spread out the soft belly of the dough ball and pinned it face up on his thigh. He moved his fingers expressionlessly and pinched its armpits frantically.

"You little rascal, you woke up when I opened my eyes, didn't you? What were you secretly looking at just now? Were you looking at me to embarrass myself?"

The little fox's itchy spots were so sensitive that he almost died of laughter.

It twisted its body so busy that its tears were brought out.

“Boo, boo, boo!”

Haha, ha, Wenxin, Wenxin, let me go, I was wrong, hahaha!

The believers were stunned as they watched the little fox laughing and begging for mercy.

For a moment, I didn't know whether I should kneel down and beg His Holiness the Pope to calm down and forgive my sins, or close my eyes and not look at what is inappropriate.

The little fox doesn't care what others think.

It curled up in the young man's arms, revealing all its embarrassment without any concealment.

Extremely unrestrained and extremely relaxed.

In the end, the itching became unbearable, and the pink ball suddenly jumped up, rubbed Wen Xin's chin, and licked his forehead in a coquettish manner, looking pitiful.

“Hmm.”

It's wrong, I'm not angry anymore.

Wen Xin stopped when he saw that he was ahead, and kissed the pink dumpling on the forehead with a smile: "Good morning."

It was easy for him to be soft-hearted towards the dumplings, especially since he wasn't angry at all just now.

He just guessed that the strange attitude of Idealism was probably related to the little fox. The "culprit" was actually watching the show leisurely beside him, so he couldn't help but drag the fox into the water.

Wen Xin looked back at the dumbfounded people and raised his eyebrows: "I want to go out alone now, is that ok?"

The believer who answered first opened his mouth and said, "This..."

Wen Xin lifted the little fox up and asked again, "Is it okay?"

The believers and the little fox stared at each other.

No, before they even made eye contact, the former was about to kneel down before the fox.

The believers were trembling with fear: "Yes, yes."

Wen Xin immediately showed a sly smile: "Thank you, my friend."

In the end, he made an extra trip to explain the situation to Bishop Shi in detail.

Otherwise, it would not be good if these people were blamed for not doing their job properly because he insisted on going out.

Bishop Shi's reaction was similar to that of the believers. When he heard that Wen Xin was planning to go out alone, his brows immediately frowned.

"This is too dangerous. What if something goes wrong?"

Wen Xin used the same old trick again, holding up the dumpling and asking, "Can't I bring Xiao Qi with me?"

There really wasn't anyone in this base who could attack His Holiness the Pope, so Bishop Shi was relieved: "Oh, then it's okay... There is something wrong!"

Something happened. It was a big thing!

Bishop Shi didn't turn around just now.

He only considered whether Wen Xinan was safe, and did not think about whether the other party would take the opportunity to escape.

Looking at the little fox again, he looked obedient.

Not to mention persuading people to stay, Bishop Shi sadly suspected that if Wen Xinti said he wanted to leave, their Pope would pack himself up and take him away in a moment.

Wen Xin was surprised: "What's the matter?"

Sugar-coated bullets cannot confuse a warm heart, and the little fox will get angry if you use force.

What else can make the other party care?

By the way, they also have Zhang Quanyong.

Bishop Shi coughed lightly and said, "Of course it's about whether Zhang Quanyong stays or leaves."

On the way here, Wen Xin had asked about Zhang Quanyong's news many times, but Bishop Shi always brushed it off.

He never expected that the Idealism Church would suddenly give in at this time and send Zhang Quanyong directly to City A.

What's the difference between that and handing over a mountain of gold?

Although Wen Xin would be very touched, he would not be happy because he was worried that the little fox had made an irreversible compromise for him.

"Is this what His Holiness the Pope meant?" Wen Xin pinched the little fox's pointed ears and couldn't help asking, "There is no exchange condition?"

"Your Holiness the Pope has a keen interest in you. This is just a small gift."

Bishop Shi changed the subject and said casually, "If you really feel bad, you can try to resolve the Pope's recent worries."

Wen Xin's fingers paused.

He let go of his hand and rubbed the little fox's head: "I have something to discuss with Bishop Shi. Can you go back to the room and wait for me?"

Pink Dumpling looked eagerly: "Bing..."

I want to stay, I don't want to wait.

Wen Xin coaxed it patiently: "Really, I will be back in no more than 20 minutes, then we can go out and play together, okay?"

The little fox felt bad.

The young man assured him again and again, even swearing an oath to heaven, before the little fox reluctantly agreed.

Before it left, Wen Xin reminded it loudly: "A good child wouldn't eavesdrop on adults' conversations, right?"

The little fox froze and whimpered, "Hmm."

Tuanzi walked away, looking back every few steps, leaving Bishop Shi with his mouth twitching.

What does “good children don’t eavesdrop on adults’ conversations” mean?

He is the most honorable Pope of their Idealism, not a child who knows nothing!

The young man in front of him had no idea that just last night, the pockmarked man who had made a mistake was tortured to the point of being worse than death by the "child" he mentioned.

Bishop Shi couldn't help but ask: "Does Mr. Wen have any children?"

Wen Xin: "No, why do you ask?"

Bishop Shi: "If you have children in the future, remember not to always treat them as children."

"My friend's child is like this. When he was young, he always clung to me and never left my side. Later, when the child grew up and became independent, he developed a rebellious mentality. He complained all day long that my friend was controlling everything and always treated him like a child, without respecting him at all."

He said tactfully: "It is better to keep a certain distance."

Wen Xin understood what Bishop Shi meant.

But to the latter's surprise, the young man actually shook his head.

"Sorry, thank you for your reminder, but Xiao Qi will be sad, and I can't bear it."

Bishop Shi thought he was stubborn and said, "That's not the case..."

Wen Xin asked him back, "What do you think Xiao Qi wants?"

Bishop Shi was suddenly stunned by the question.

I was speechless for a long time and couldn't say anything.

Although Wen Xin had expected this when he reminded him, he still couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Wen Xin said solemnly: "I hope that Xiao Qi grows up, not because others force him to grow up, but because he grows up slowly and realizes that he should be a big fox."

"He's not your friend's child. He's our Xiaoqi. Even if he wants to be a carefree little fox for the rest of his life, what's the problem?"

Bishop Shi was choked by his retorts and said dryly: "But he is His Holiness the Pope..."

Wen Xin raised his eyes and asked: "Is the Idealist Sect worthy of being his master?"

The usually polite young man was now completely rude, with anger almost written all over his face.

Bishop Shi did not dare to even utter the word "matched".

Wen Xin returned to the previous question: "You asked me to resolve the Pope's recent worries, which means that the Pope is not happy recently."

"What made him unhappy?"

Bishop Shi was finally able to answer this question, but he couldn't explain it in detail.

He stammered, "Maybe I'm too tired."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wen Xin.

"Maybe? Why do you say maybe?"

Wen Xin stared at Bishop Shi's eyes and spoke word by word, "Using one person's strength to support a utopia for tens of thousands of people, you say 'maybe' it would be tiring? How could it not be tiring!"

Bishop Shi was speechless and bit his lips.

"But, but there is nothing we can do about it. Apart from His Holiness the Pope, no one else in the world has such power."

He looked excited and tried to persuade Wen Xin: "You saw it too, these tens of thousands of people are living well, and everyone's face is full of hope. Weren't you moved and relieved at the time?"

"Since His Holiness the Pope has such power, why doesn't he use it? As long as he wants, he can become the Pope of the whole world, above all others!"

Looking at Bishop Shi's extremely fanatical face, Wen Xin pinched his fingers hard.

His chest rose and fell, his whole body was shaking, and finally, he sneered without hesitation.

“Is the Pope’s position worth money?”

Bishop Shi's eyes widened instantly as if he had been hit in the face.

Wen Xin's voice was loud: "What is that?"

Bishop Shi roared hoarsely: "Shut up, you——"

Wen Xin didn't wait for him to finish: "I will take Xiao Qi away."

Just like a bucket of cool water poured over his head, the anger on Bishop Shi's face suddenly disappeared: "...No, wait a minute, think about it again."

Wen Xin didn't think twice: "Don't worry, if His Holiness the Pope wants to go out and relax, I will invite him to go with me."

As he spoke, the young man turned around without hesitation and walked towards the door.

Bishop Shi chased after him and said, "Wait a minute - if you leave, what about Zhang Quanyong? What will happen to Zhang Quanyong?"

"Don't you want the antibody vaccine for the zombie virus?"

"Bishop Shi, please remember that you are only a bishop, not the Pope."

Wen Xin turned his head and looked at him coldly: "It was His Holiness the Pope who sent Zhang Quanyong to City A, not you."

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The little fox was lying on the bed, waiting for Wen Xin to come back boredly.

When it had counted to almost ten minutes, it saw the young man at the door and rushed over in surprise.

"Hmm?"

Why are you back so soon?

Wen Xin caught it and pinched the little fox's nose: "Of course I don't want to keep our little Qi waiting for a long time."

The little fox was very satisfied with this sentence and rubbed against him happily.

Suddenly, I heard a young man's voice as gentle as water echoing from above my head.

"Xiao Qi, do you want to come with me? Let's go back to City A first, and then go find Xiao Hei and the others."

Wen Xin lifted the little fox up and looked into its sparkling eyes: "After we find it, we'll go home together."

【Author’s words】

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