Melon Field Feast
The barrage of comments stagnated for a second before exploding instantly.
"Here I come! I've been burning incense and bathing since yesterday!"
"Master Zhong, look at me! I don't want to try anymore!"
"Ah ...! You're still so beautiful today!"
Zhong Ling looked at the screen and said calmly, "Let's get started."
A few seconds later, the first microphone screen lit up.
The picture shows an old lady with gray hair, and judging from the background, she should be in an ordinary residential building.
She was dressed simply and her eyes were a little cloudy, but the moment she saw Zhong Ling, her eyes lit up with a hint of excitement.
"Zhong...Mr. Zhong, hello." The old lady's voice trembled slightly, and she seemed very nervous. "I...I'm here for my husband."
Zhong Ling nodded slightly, indicating her to continue.
"My husband, he...he has been ill for many years, and the doctor said there is no hope. Since your last live broadcast, Academician Qian took your medicine, and our whole family has seen hope." The old lady said, her eyes a little red.
"My husband... when he was young, he was a soldier. He participated in flood relief efforts and saved many lives. He always said that the proudest thing in his life was his contribution to the country.
He's lying in bed right now, and the thing he's most concerned about is his country. "When we saw you saved Academician Qian last time, we were thinking, if he could live a few more years and see the development of our country again, how happy he would be..."
As the old lady spoke, her voice choked with sobs, but she tried hard to hold them back.
Zhong Ling looked at the old lady, a soft look in her eyes.
She raised her hand, and a pill appeared out of thin air in her palm.
"This pill, called 'Soul-Calming Pill,' can strengthen the body and nourish the spirit. Your husband's illness is caused by damage to his spirit, not physical exhaustion."
Zhong Ling's voice was gentle, "Taking this pill will restore his spirit and body to their proper place, allowing him to live another twenty years without illness or disaster."
The old lady stared blankly at the pill that suddenly appeared in front of her, and finally couldn't help but shed tears.
With trembling hands, she carefully picked up the pill.
"Thank you... Thank you, Master Zhong! You are truly a living Bodhisattva!" The old lady was so excited that she was incoherent and bowed repeatedly.
Zhong Ling simply looked at her calmly, not saying much. She could feel a powerful and pure willpower flowing into her golden elixir, nourishing her soul.
She clicked her finger and ended the call.
The live broadcast room was boiling again.
"Soul-soothing pill! Another new kind of pill!"
"The Lord Zhong is so merciful! The veteran deserves it!"
"This is a true miracle!"
"I cried. Master Zhong can really do anything!"
Zhong Ling looked at the time and tapped her finger again to start the second microphone call.
This time, a young girl appeared. She looked to be in her early twenties, with a haggard look on her face.
As soon as she connected, tears couldn't stop falling.
"God Zhong... I... I beg you, save my sister!" the girl cried.
"She...she was kidnapped. I looked everywhere, called the police, and posted a missing person notice, but I couldn't find her.
Please, Master Zhong, tell me where she is and if she is still alive."
Zhong Ling's eyes became sharper, and she did not answer directly:
"Your sister, Fang Xiaoya, was abducted at the Shanghai Railway Station. The leader of the human trafficking gang, Zhang Dabiao, is fifty years old, 1.75 meters tall, and has an eagle head tattoo on his right arm.
Your sister is currently imprisoned in an abandoned mine deep in the mountains of Rongai County, Qizhou Province, designated 'Black Wind Pass', thirty kilometers from the nearest village.
The girl was completely stunned. She tried desperately to write down every word Zhong Ling said.
"There were seven other children trapped with her, the youngest of whom was only five years old."
Zhong Ling's voice turned cold. "This gang is also connected to an illegal trafficking organization abroad. Two children have already died as a result."
The live broadcast room fell silent. Everyone was stunned by the cruel truth.
Zhou Zhenguo and Qiao Jianmin's faces turned pale. They immediately instructed the national security department and the Ministry of Public Security to verify the information provided by Zhong Ling and immediately deploy a rescue operation.
Then a golden rune visible to the naked eye flew out from her fingertips and disappeared into the screen.
“Go,” she whispered, and the rune seemed to understand her instructions, passing through the live broadcast and heading straight into the depths of the mountains.
The golden rune crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and accurately arrived at the entrance of the abandoned mine.
Inside the cave, Zhang Dabiao was whipping a few skinny children, cursing them and asking them to speed up.
A golden light flashed, and the ferocious expression on Zhang Dabiao's face instantly froze. He felt all the strength in his body being drained away in an instant, and the whip in his hand fell to the ground.
Then, he and several other guards began to beat each other uncontrollably like puppets.
Their movements were vicious, each punch landing precisely on the other's face, while they continued to spout out the crimes they had committed over the years.
The children imprisoned in the cave, including Fang Xiaoya, huddled in a corner in fear, watching this strange scene.
The joint action team composed of the National Security Bureau and the Public Security Bureau boarded the fastest military transport plane and arrived at "Black Wind Pass" less than half an hour after the rune took effect.
What they saw was a group of criminals with bruised faces and unconsciousness, and frightened children beside them.
In the live broadcast room, netizens have not yet recovered from the shock they just experienced.
"What just happened? A beam of light flew out? Am I seeing things?"
"A moment of silence for our friends in the command center. They must be incredibly busy right now."
"God Zhong, the eternal God! Don't mess with her, and don't mess with the people of Daxia, or you don't know what will fly out of the screen."
In the live broadcast, Zhong Ling picked up the teacup and blew gently on the hot steam. She looked back at the screen and said calmly, "Next."
The screen flickered and a new face connected.
This is a young girl with a pretty face but red and swollen eyes.
The moment she saw Zhong Ling, her lips trembled, as if she had accumulated countless grievances, but didn't know where to start.
"Take your time, there's no rush." Zhong Ling's voice was still calm, but it had a soothing power.
The girl took a deep breath, finally mustering up the courage to speak. Her voice was tinged with tears, "Zhong Shen, my name is Lin Sisi, and I'm a recent graduate of the Animation Department of the Shanghai Film Academy. My graduation project... my hard work... was stolen."
As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the live broadcast room again. Today's live broadcast was simply a feast in the melon field.
Lin Sisi recounted what happened in a halting manner.
She spent two full years conceiving and creating an animated short film called "Searching for Light".
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