**Item 1: Guaranteed supply of "Nine-Leaf Resurrection Grass"...** → [Test sample: Dyed Seven-Leaf Resurrection Grass, the active ingredient content is 12.3% less than the nominal value!]
**Item 2: Exclusively offering "10,000-year-old Blood Ganoderma"...** → [Test sample: Artificially cultivated Blood Ganoderma grafted onto ordinary Ganoderma, less than 300 years old!]
**Item 3: Stable supply of "Earth Core Chalcedony Lotus"...** → [Test sample: The outer layer of chalcedony is fake paint, and the inner core is ordinary snow lotus! ]
**Item 4: ……**
* [Comprehensive Fraud Rate: 37.8%! Risk Assessment: Extremely High! Consequences of Signing: The credibility of the Medicine God System will collapse! The reputation of the General's Mansion will be damaged! The people will suffer!]
Suddenly, a fake, tech-inspired pop-up window made of abacus beads pops up on the glittering golden contract, complete with a detailed list! The visual impact is nothing short of magical!
The smile on Pang Youfu's face instantly froze, the color draining away completely. Beads of sweat streamed down his forehead! The burly men behind him were also stunned, their hands trembling as they carried the "Hundred Treasures Medicine Coffin." What kind of sorcery is this?! Has the abacus in this kid's arms become a spirit?!
"Fake?" Su Heng, the second child, blinked his big eyes, dangling his pacifier. He looked at the glaring "37.8%" on the contract, then at Pang Youfu's chubby face, which instantly turned pale. Although the little guy didn't understand the specific meaning of the numbers, he understood the word "fake"! He remembered what his mother had said: those who sell fake medicine are bad guys!
A small sense of justice and anger at being deceived (even though he didn't understand the contract) surged in his heart. Erbao's mouth puffed up, and he suddenly pulled his beloved golden pacifier out of his mouth! He took advantage of Pang Youfu's slightly open mouth due to shock, and swung his little arm with all his strength!
"Bad uncle! Eat candy! Don't fart (lie)!"
whoosh!
A flash of golden light!
The golden pacifier, which was stained with Erbao's shiny saliva, his body temperature and the "bank president's blessing and vitality", drew a perfect parabola like a precision-guided missile. With a "puff", it was stuffed right into Pang Youfu's mouth, which was wide open in astonishment!
"Hmm?! Mmmmm!" Pang Youfu was caught off guard. He felt a hard object with a milky aroma and strange energy filling his mouth, almost blocking his breath! He subconsciously tried to dig it out with his hands, and his body struggled violently.
While he was struggling, the mutation occurred again!
The golden pacifier in his mouth suddenly burst out with a soft but irresistible golden light! The golden light was like a scanning ray, instantly sweeping across Pang Youfu's entire body!
Then, as everyone (including the cute babies) stared in astonishment, countless tiny, platinum-colored mathematical symbols and coordinate points suddenly appeared on Pang Youfu's luxurious brocade robe! These points of light were precisely marked on various parts of his body, with concise explanatory text next to them:
**Chest Tanzhong Point**: [Emotional fluctuations: extreme panic + guilty conscience. Lying index: 89%!]
* **Liver Area**: [Abnormal metabolism: Long-term use of inferior pills results in excessive residual toxins! Tolerance for counterfeiting: High!]
* **Kidney area**: [Function warning: Slight kidney deficiency due to long-term exposure to counterfeit medicinal materials! ]
**Throat Tiantu Point**: [Current Status: Sealed by a high-quality pacifier! It is recommended to continue to hold it in your mouth to purify the oral environment!]
**Yongquan Point on the Sole of Foot**: [Escape Tendency: 97%! Energy Flow: Lower limb muscles accumulating energy!]
The most eye-catching line of words, like a diagnosis report, appeared above Pang Youfu's forehead (projected by the golden light of the pacifier):
**【Comprehensive diagnosis: Liver meridian falsification index seriously exceeds the standard! 】
[Treatment plan: Immediately take three pounds of 'Integrity Powder'! Supplement with one 'Truthfulness Gu', three times daily. The course of treatment is at least three years!]
[Warm reminder: Your credit has been blacklisted by the 'Pacifier Gold Bank'. The risk level of all related transactions is: extremely high! ]**
A chubby, middle-aged profiteer with a golden baby pacifier stuffed in his mouth, his body densely marked with glowing mathematical diagnostic reports and "falsification index"... This scene is absurd, funny, and has a weird sense of technology!
The entire front hall was dead silent. You could hear a pin drop.
Pang Youfu struggled to pick at his mouth, frozen in place, his eyes bulging out of his head as he stared in horror at the glowing words and symbols on his body. The burly men behind him froze, carrying the "Hundred Treasures Medicine Coffin" like eight ridiculous statues. The guards behind Xiao Jue struggled to stifle laughter, their shoulders hunching.
The corners of A'Luo's mouth twitched wildly as she struggled to maintain her saintly image. Third Treasure Su Yu pointed at the words on Pang Youfu's forehead and chuckled, "Uncle, there's words written on his head! They're bright!" Fourth Treasure Su Qi looked at the dots of light curiously, "Auntie A'Luo, what is Honesty Powder? Does it taste good?"
Dabao Su Chen calmly recalled the abacus and reset the beads, as if the shocking "fake pop-up" was just a quick cleanup of junk data. He looked at Pang Youfu, a pacifier in his mouth and covered in medical reports, and added calmly, "According to the 'Pacifier Gold Bank' risk control regulations, Section 7, Article 3, this customer has been placed on the permanent ban list. The credit rating of the affiliated organization, 'Wanyao Alliance,' has been downgraded to junk."
"Mmmm! Mmm!" Pang Youfu finally recovered from his shock and humiliation. He frantically tried to pull the pacifier out of his mouth, but it seemed stuck there, unmoving. He tried to speak, but only muffled sobs came out. He wanted to run, but the [Escape Tendency: 97%] cursor on the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of his foot flashed glaringly, as if mocking him. A huge sense of fear and absurdity overwhelmed him.
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